"His second grandfather, who would have thought that the poor son of the family could make a fortune, if I could pinch it, I would have let my son worship him." The wrinkled old lady was not convinced, and the hand that took the insole couldn't help but speed up, and the strength was a little stronger: "Oops! ”

"What's wrong?" The person next to him asked.

"It's in your hand!" The wrinkled old lady clutched the index finger of her left hand in her right hand and frowned in pain.

At this time, I saw a black high-end car drive into the village and go straight to Fang's house.

"Isn't that the car from the breeding base?" The old lady with the insoles forgot the pain for a while, and looked straight in the direction of the car.

"It is said that the old Fang family is going to have a treat at home, and they are preparing to eat and drink these days. You say that this old Fang's family is also true, his son is a lawyer in the city, why is he still so picky? How easy it is to go to the hotel! "An old lady with a wrinkled face.

"What do you know, it is said that people invited chefs from county restaurants, and they all went out. Eat at home more down-to-earth, drink as much as you like behind closed doors, it is said that it is the chef invited by Fang Mao's daughter-in-law. The old man who smoked dry tobacco snorted, knocked the dry tobacco pouch in his hand on the sole of his shoe, got up, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Where is his second grandfather? Before noon, you went back to eat? The wrinkled old lady looked at the back of the second grandfather and muttered in a low voice.

"His second grandfather went to Fang's house, and he probably went to eat." A joke by the hunchbacked old man on the side drew laughter from the base of the north wall.

……

Saturday was the day when Fang Yi and Yunmei had a treat, and on Friday night, Fang Yi and Yunmei took Fang Anzhi back to the village.

Early in the morning, Fang Anzhi rubbed his eyes, wore a down jacket, and walked out of the east wing in a trembling manner, and he was really a little uncomfortable in winter.

There is no heating in the village, when the house was built, Fang Youcai deliberately found someone to plate the earthen kang, the main house and the east wing have the earthen kang, and a few pieces of wood are burned in winter, and the house is not cold at all.

But when I went to bed at night, the problem came, and I slept until the second half of the night, although the soil kang was still hot, and the back of the person lying on it was hot, but the stomach and face felt cold, and it was not good to cover the quilt. The main reason is that the walls of the wing room are thin, and it is too cold in winter, and the cold can penetrate directly into the house.

At night, Fang Mao asked Xiao Zhi to go to his house to sleep, Xiao Zhi felt that it was unnecessary, the stupid boy slept on the kang with all his firepower, but the next day and Saturday, he couldn't stand it, and it was lively for a day, so he directly followed Fang Mao's son Fang Anxin to his house to sleep.

On Saturday, the Fang family prepared five tables of banquets, and in the morning the family of three and Fang Mao's family came, as well as some relatives of the Fang family who had only started to move around in recent years. When the banquet was about to start, the head of the neighboring village, Bazihu, also came. Many old neighbors from the neighborhood also came to congratulate them.

Yun Qiao was a bridesmaid for her sister Yun Mei, she came over early Saturday morning, and carried wine glasses and wine bottles all morning, followed behind Fang Yi and Yun Mei, and toasted everywhere.

After sending off their relatives at noon, Shengzi, Fang Mao and the neighbors opened a few more tables in the afternoon, and Fang Yi and Yunmei drank a lot with everyone.

Fang Yi suddenly found that Yun Mei had nothing to do since she drank it in the morning, except that her face was slightly pink and she looked cute. Looking at Fang Yi again, he had already gone outside and vomited twice.

In the evening, after Fang Yi and Yun Mei sent everyone away, they found that Yun Qiao and Fang Anzhi followed Fang Mao to live at his house, and Fang Mao's house made a small boiler, and the house was heated, such as Fang's house.

After eating in the afternoon, when the people in the back kitchen left, Fang Yi gave each of them a big red envelope, and at five o'clock, Fang Mao arranged for someone to clean up the courtyard and pull everything away.

"Dad, I'm tired of the day, let's rest early!" After Fang Yi sent Fang Mao and gave birth to a child, he walked into the ice cellar-like west wing room, and saw his father cleaning up the leftover vegetables and meat.

"It's okay, it's almost cleaned up. When you go back, pull up the vegetables and meat. There are so many things that you can't eat at home. Fang Youcai straightened up and said.

"Dad, come with us to the city, there is still a month to celebrate the New Year." Fang Yi persuaded.

"No, people are nostalgic when they are old, and they live comfortably at home." Fang Youcai grinned and said with a smile.

He has the heart to follow his son to the city Maodong, although the three-bedroom and two-hall places are not small, but there is a new person, and he always feels uncomfortable living in the past.

Before Fang Yi divorced, Fang Youcai also went to live with their husband and wife for a period of time, and he couldn't see anything in a short time, but after a long time, his daughter-in-law would more or less complain, and he himself felt uncomfortable living.

In Fang Youcai's opinion, this is already good, many old people can't live together with their sons and daughters-in-law at all, not to mention living in a building, even if it is a yard, each has its own way, sometimes people can beat out the dog's brain, and scold each other all day long.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the relationship between father-in-law and daughter-in-law is only very few, and each family has its own difficulties. So Fang Youcai has already thought about it, try not to live with the little couple, it is easy to quarrel.

"Dad, go ahead. I've discussed it with Fang Yi, if you feel crowded, live on my side, or the two of us can live there.

There is no heating in the village in winter, and you are old again, so there is no one around you who is inconvenient. If you are worried about the old house, you will come back when spring begins. Yunmei stood at the door and persuaded with a smile.

"It's okay, there are so many neighbors in the village, I'll talk to them if it's okay, it's good." Fang Youcai heard his daughter-in-law say this, and he could see that the other party really wanted him to go to the city for the winter.

"You better go to live in the city, Fang Yi and I are going to my parents for a treat on New Year's Day, we told Xiaozhi, but he doesn't want to go, he can't be left alone at home, and the school hasn't been on vacation yet." Yunmei knew that Xiao Zhi was the meat of the old man's heart, so the old man must be tempted.

“…… Well, when you come back from the south, I'll come back. Fang Youcai pondered that he couldn't let his grandson be at home alone, so he agreed.

Fang Yi secretly gave a thumbs up to Yunmei, this new daughter-in-law is worthy of being in business, with a lively brain and many ideas.

Tonight, the heating in Fang Mao's house burned extremely hard, and the temperature in the living room could reach twenty-five or six degrees, and everyone was sweating.

Fang Mao's daughter-in-law, Zhao Cuixia, brought in a stainless steel basin with seven or eight frozen persimmons in it, followed by Fang Mao's son Fang Anxin, who held four small iron bowls and spoons in his hands.

"Xiaozhi, get a bowl for your aunt, let's have one each, this thing is much better than a popsicle." Zhao Cuixia put the frozen persimmons into a small iron bowl and handed them to Fang Anzhi. The latter transferred the small iron bowl to Yun Qiao again.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Yun Qiao took the iron bowl with a smile.

"Thank you, it's all your own family. There are no rare items at home, and there are enough frozen persimmons. I'll bring you some more tomorrow before I leave. Zhao Cuixia smiled.

The frozen persimmons in the iron bowl are soaked in cold water, and the surface is covered with ice, and the inside has melted, and the ice is cool and delicious, and the taste is really beautiful when you taste it.

Four people each have a bowl, chatting while eating, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.