Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Chapter 12: big brother

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The seeds planted by Fang Yan grow very fast, and after a while, tender seedlings grow, and after a while, the tender seedlings start to grow taller, and in a short period of time, they grow a lot taller .

The Fang family has eaten all kinds of vegetables, but this is the first time they have seen the growth process of vegetables. After being speechless at the beginning, they became more and more curious, and they would go for a walk in Fang Yan's vegetable field every day if they had nothing to do. , Fang's father didn't dislike that the scenery he saw was a vegetable field, and even abandoned the freshly brewed tea, squatting directly on the edge of the vegetable field, and asked his youngest son for advice without shame.

At first he was the person who opposed it the most, but now he has become the person who most wants to see these vegetables harvested.

It's just that those chickens are too noisy.

Ever since those chickens grew up, the Fang family's time to stay in bed was completely gone. As soon as it was dawn, there was a loud crowing sound outside the house. Every day is extremely punctual, and everyone's wake-up time is greatly earlier.

The two old people didn't sleep much, and Fang's father and mother also got up early. Fang Ke has always been self-disciplined. Only Fang Huai is trying to stay in bed every day. After raising those chickens, there are countless crowing calls to him every day. Getting up made Fang Huai chase those chickens every day, clamoring to pluck their feathers.

But every time, Fang's father took Fang Yan as an example and took Fang Huai by the ear to bring him back.

A child is the first person in the family!

Even earlier than the old man who has the habit of doing morning exercises every day, even before dawn, he has already followed the biological clock to get up, and when everyone gets up, look out the window and see the child holding a The big bowl, as he walked, grabbed the millet in the bowl and threw it on the ground, and the chickens followed him in an orderly manner, forming a long line, neatly, from one end of the yard to the other end of the yard , and was led by Xiaomi back to the cage.

When he was still in the valley, Fang Yan had to get up early every day to take care of everything at home first, and then walk a long way to the mountain to go to the school a few miles away. In order not to be late, he had to get up very early , so he has long been accustomed to such a routine.

Fang's mother held his hand every morning and said, "Since you're back, why don't you sleep a little longer? This is just the time for you to grow your body. If you don't get enough sleep, what if you don't grow taller in the future?"

"No, Mom, I go to bed early every day!" Fang Yan said proudly.

Mother Fang was speechless for a moment.

It is still a habit brought over from Shangougou. In order to save electricity and there is no entertainment at all, Fang Yan and Fang Honghua go to bed early every day, and it is the same here. Not long after dinner, they often get together Chatting together, the child is already lying on the bed and fast asleep.

Occasionally, Fang Huai found a fun game and wanted to play with his younger brother. After excitedly running to his brother's room, he could only see the child whose eyelids were sleepy and still struggling to get up to play with him. Even Fang Huai, who has always been big-hearted, was embarrassed to stay any longer.

Obviously already in the metropolis, there are many entertainments, but Fang Yan's work and rest are still the same as before, even the living habits are the same, every day he gets up early, goes to bed early, waters the vegetable fields, feeds the chickens Feed the ducks, compared with the original, it's just a different environment.

Before Fang Yan felt something was wrong, the others couldn't stand it anymore.

On this day, he watered the vegetables as usual, fed the chickens and ducks, and walked into the house with a bowl in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, Fang Ke caught him immediately.

"Are you busy today?"

"Huh?" Fang Yan raised his head blankly, saw that it was the eldest brother, thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Just right, I'm going to practice calligraphy today, do you want to come with me?"

"Practice calligraphy?"

Fang Yan immediately remembered the pen that his elder brother gave him before.

He had never had such a beautiful pen! When the elder brother gave it to him, he said that if he had the opportunity in the future, he could teach him to use it. Now the elder brother is going to teach him

Fang Yan's eyes lit up immediately, and he kept nodding while holding the bowl, and immediately turned into a little tail behind the eldest brother. He stuffed the bowl containing millet into the housekeeper's hand, and followed Fang Ke upstairs in the study.

The study room is very big, the big desk on one side is for Fang's father, and the smaller desk on the other side is for Fang Ke's. Now there is a set of children's desks and chairs next to Fang Ke's desk. You can tell who it is at a glance.

Tables and chairs! his! Still brand new!

Fang Yan touched it cherishingly, his eyes were full of excitement.

In his school, the desks and chairs were donated by who donated them many years ago. Now they have been corroded by time, most of them are full of potholes, and some of the chair legs are missing half. Every time in class, they have to find a stone to cushion them. under.

Fang Ke didn't expect that he would be satisfied with just a set of tables and chairs.

He found the copybook he bought not long ago, and asked, "Where's the pen I gave you last time?"

"I put it away." Fang Yan said.

"bring here."

Fang Yan left the room in response, the running sound of rattling became farther and farther away, and after a while, it became louder and louder again, and soon came back with a box in his hand.

The child was sweating profusely from running, but he didn't realize it. He carefully took out the pen from the box. He has kept it carefully since he received the gift, and there is no scar now.

Fang Yan said nervously; "Brother, I brought it here."

"Don't be so nervous." Fang Ke patted his head.

He opened a copybook, picked up the pen next to it, and demonstrated it to his younger brother. He wrote each stroke sharply, and when he finished writing a word, his younger brother immediately praised in cooperation: "It looks good!"

"You come and try."

Fang Yan let out an 'oh', and imitated him clumsily as he poured ink into the pen, making it all over his hand, and when he patted his hand on the paper, a black mark was left immediately.

He let out an "ah" in surprise, quickly realized, and hid behind the table in embarrassment.

"It's okay." Fang Ke took his hand, grabbed him, wrote a word on the paper stroke by stroke, and said patiently: "It's like this, just write as usual."

Fang Yan nodded obediently, and after Fang Ke let go, he lay down on the small table again, copying Fang Ke's handwriting, and began to write stroke by stroke.

Once he was doing something, he would become very focused. When Fang Yan felt his neck was sore and his hands were tired, when he raised his head again, he saw that the elder brother who was sitting next to him had disappeared at some point. He couldn't help but put down his pen, looked around, and followed the sound to the window.

In the yard outside, the elder brother and a man were sitting on an outdoor lounge chair, and they seemed to be talking about something. In front of them was their own vegetable field, and they seemed to be discussing the vegetables he had grown.

Is... Could it be praising him

Fang Yan suddenly became nervous.

He thought for a while, turned around and left the study room, and ran downstairs. When he was about to run out the door, he slammed on the brakes and stopped, hiding behind the door to peek.

The person who talked with the elder brother was about the same age as the elder brother, and seemed to be younger. He was good-looking, as good-looking as his family members.

His eyebrows were beaming as he spoke, and he seemed very happy.