Before being taken out of the courtroom, he bowed to the judge and Fang Yi. When passing by the auditorium, Xiaojuan did not speak, staring at him with tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, they have me, and we'll go see you. Renovate well and strive to come out as soon as possible. Jin Yan said to Ding Quan.

"Lawyer Fang, thank you." After Jin Yan walked out of the courthouse, the other party said.

"You're welcome, that's what we should do." Fang Yi said.

"When can we go to see Ding Quan?" Jin Yan asked, and Xiao Juan on the side also waited for Fang Yi's answer.

"You can't visit him yet, but when the criminal verdict comes into effect, you can make an appointment to visit him." Fang Yi said.

After the first-instance verdict was announced, within the statutory time limit, the defendant Ding Quan did not file an appeal, and the procuratorate did not raise a prosecutorial counter-appeal, and the judgment took legal effect. Of course, that's all for later.

In the early morning, Fang Yi opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling lazily, and did not rush to get up. The sliding window of the bedroom was not closed tightly, leaving a gap four fingers wide, and cool air continued to slip into the room, gently blowing through Fang Yi's exposed skin, making him feel cold for a while, and hurriedly tugged on the air conditioner quilt.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Dad, what time are we leaving?" Fang Anzhi's voice came from outside the door.

Fang Yi slapped his head violently and said secretly: Grass! I drank too much last night and forgot about it.

Before the holiday on October 1, Fang Yi discussed with his son and planned to go back to his hometown to live in the village for a few days, when it was the harvest season, and the persimmons on the mountain were ripe.

For Fang Anzhi, the naturally ripe red persimmons hanging on the tree are an irreplaceable delicacy in his heart, carrying a lot of memories of the past, and he is already impatient to go back at this time.

"Let's go to the supermarket in the morning to buy some nutritional products for your grandfather, pack up and leave, and get home before lunch." Fang Yi sat up and rubbed his face and said.

"I've already called my grandfather, he stewed a pot of braised pork, and he was waiting for us. Dad, it's already past eight o'clock, let's get up quickly, or I won't be in time for lunch. Fang Anzhi said.

"Okay, right away." Fang Yi responded.

Last night, after dinner, Fang Anzhi was reviewing his homework in the house, Fang Yi was sitting in the study and drinking tea and reading, Li Shuming called him and asked him to drink.

After Fang Yi greeted his son, he went to Brilliant, this meal was a bit too drunk, and it was already more than two o'clock in the morning when one of Brilliant's managers sent Fang Yi back. Fang Anzhi had already fallen asleep.

Returning to the village at noon, after lunch, Fang Anzhi followed his grandfather Fang Youcai to climb the mountain, the mountain climbing was fake, and the red persimmons on the mountain were his goal. Fang Yi cleaned up the table at home, washed dishes and washed dishes.

When Fang Yi was busy working, Fang Mao's voice came from the courtyard: "Uncle Cai, is Uncle Cai at home?" ”

"Brother Mao, my dad took Xiaozhi out to play." Fang Yi wiped his hands and walked out the door.

"I knew you were at home, go to my house in the evening, let's have a drink. Don't tell me you're not going, it's a task your sister-in-law gave me and it must be done.

In the evening we ate skewers, and I got a sheep from the son. Fang Mao said.

"Okay, when my dad and Xiaozhi come back, we'll go over together." Fang Yi couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

"No, I'll call Uncle Youcai right away and say, let's go over first, Shengzi is cutting meat skewers over there." Let's go! Fang Mao said.

When Fang Yi walked into Fang Mao's house, Shengzi was cutting mutton with a knife in front of the board, and there was already half a pot of mutton in the basin next to him.

"Brother Yi is here, I originally wanted everyone to go to my place and get together, but Brother Mao asked me to come to the village to gather. Go to my place tomorrow. Shengzi said with a happy face.

"Okay, today at my house, tomorrow to your farm." Fang Mao said with a smile.

Whether it's a friend or a relative, you always have to move around, and if you don't move around, you will be estranged slowly, and it will definitely break off after a long time.

Shengzi is now a hot figure in ten miles and eight townships, a large sheep farmer, and the big leaders of the township have been to inspect, according to the grapevine, the county may set him as a benchmark for getting rich.

If the banner of giving birth to a child is really erected, Fang Mao and the village director of Bazi Hu will benefit, so before the birth of a child, they are trying to win over the child, and at the same time, they are also preventing other villages from coming to rob people in the name of exchanging experiences.

The director of Bazihu Village directly exempted the child from rent, and also demarcated the land near the old explosives storehouse, and applied to the above to establish a sheep breeding base.

Fang Mao can't compare to the Bazi Hu, the village is already poor and white, and the birth of a child was also pushed out for the sake of having a child, and now the Bazi Hu has taken out great sincerity to support the birth of a child to engage in breeding, Fang Mao is a little anxious.

Money, the village must not be able to produce much, what about the people, the lazy people at the head of the village are unwilling to go to work, Fang Mao has no choice but to give humanistic care, to put it bluntly, it is to play the emotional card.

Fang Mao knew that Fang Yi was kind to Shengzi, and Shengzi was a person who valued affection, so once he had the opportunity, Fang Mao would definitely pull Fang Yi to find a child together to get together and get closer.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, under the light of the setting sun, Fang Youcai and Fang Yi walked into Fang Mao's house. At this time, mutton skewers had been grilled in the courtyard, Fang Mao's daughter-in-law Zhao Cuixia volunteered to be a chef, Fang Youcai, Fang Mao, Shengzi and Fang Yi sat around the table on the side, drinking and eating.

Fang Anzhi is three years younger than Fang Mao's son Fang Anxin, one of them is in junior high school, the other is in high school, and they chatted very much, while standing next to the barbecue grill and eating freshly grilled meat skewers, while talking about various new terms.

Although Zhao Cuixia couldn't interject, she was very happy when she watched the little brother chatting.

"You two eat slowly, don't burn it. There's juice over there, Anxin, go get a few bottles of yogurt for your brother, and also move a box for your uncle and grandfather, yogurt can relieve greasy. Zhao Cuixia greeted while busy grilling skewers.

"Brother Mao, Anxin is about to take the college entrance examination, right?" Fang Yi swallowed the barbecue in his mouth and asked.

"There is another year, a sophomore year of high school this year. At his level, it's the same whether he takes the exam or not, he thinks about eating and drinking all day long, picking up a pen is more difficult than holding a hoe, and let him review his homework at night, and it won't take ten minutes to find Zhou Gong, it's strange that he can be admitted to college.

Every time he took an exam, even his mother persuaded him: Son! If we can write, we will write, if we can't write, don't write blindly, in case we copy people's names on our papers, it will not ruin people's reputations. Besides, the money you bought is quite expensive, so you can save a little if you can, don't waste it. Fang Mao grumbled.

After listening, Fang Yi squirted out a mouthful of wine, and his son was almost out of breath.

(End of chapter)