Fang Huai's guitar sound attracted many people.
After everyone came back to their senses, they found that there were many people standing outside the courtyard, all of whom were familiar faces of Fang Yan. As soon as Fang Huai stopped, they immediately applauded.
Everyone was attracted by the applause. Hearing the sound, he found that the applause was for himself. Fang Huai blushed in embarrassment. It was rare for him not to praise himself proudly as usual. Instead, he scratched his head, his face The shyness from his face turned red to his ears, a look of shyness that his family had never seen before.
Fang Yan lay on Fang Ke's shoulder, and whispered to him, "I've never seen my second brother like this before."
Fang Ke said with a smile: "Me too."
When Fang Huai was at home, he was fearless, he was the devil in the family, when did everyone see him shy like this? In normal times, after receiving a compliment, Fang Huai would just puff his chest out and nod in agreement, but he was never embarrassed.
"Are you the guests of Fang Honghua's family?" A person in the courtyard approached them and said, "You can play this, it's really nice."
Fang Huai said, "Thank you."
"Hey, as expected of a person from the city, he knows so many things."
"It plays nicely too."
"Our daughter learned some kind of harmonica before, and she plays it every day, just like a crow. Unlike this, I feel good when I hear it."
"It seems to be working hard."
"That's right."
Everyone agreed.
Fang Huai was even more embarrassed. He scratched his head, but he stood up holding his guitar directly, and rushed into the room sullenly.
He, the guitar player, left, but the villagers outside the yard hadn't left yet, and continued to ask, "You are Fang Honghua's guests, what is your relationship with her?" Others also showed curiosity in their eyes.
Since the car drove in yesterday, everyone has been curious, and now they have seized the opportunity, all of them pricked up their ears and looked at everyone expectantly.
Fang Yan said: "Uncle Chen, I am Xiaobao."
"Little Treasure?" The middle-aged man called Uncle Chen was taken aback, looked him up and down, his eyes became more surprised, and everyone else was no exception. "Little Treasure? You've become so pretty."
The child in front of them was white and tender, very different from the children born and raised in their village, and much cuter than the children in the city they had seen. If he hadn't opened his mouth, no one would have recognized that he was the black, thin and black boy. The thin Fang Xiaobao.
Everyone thought unanimously in their hearts: the people in the city are really different.
It turned out that Fang Xiaobao, who was the same as them, entered the city. It's only been a few months, and it's like a different person. They didn't even recognize him!
Everyone sighed.
After satisfying their curiosity, everyone left again. They still have a lot of farm work to do.
As soon as they left, after a while, Fang Huai poked his head out of the room and looked out curiously: "Everybody left?"
"They're all gone." Fang's father said with a smile: "I don't see you so shy at ordinary times. If I hadn't carried you out of the delivery room myself, I would have thought I had an extra daughter."
Fang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the room: "What daughter, what gender am I, Dad, don't you know? I just suddenly saw so many people listening to my song, and I felt a little embarrassed."
Fang Yan immediately asked: "Second brother, when will your song be finished?"
"What? Yan Yan wants to hear it?" Fang Huai immediately puffed up his chest proudly: "Sure enough, the songs I created are very charming, and they will definitely become popular if they are released outside."
Fang Yan nodded vigorously, cheering wildly.
It's not like Fang Huai didn't play the guitar at home, and he sang while playing. He played and sang popular songs, the content of which was nothing more than love and love. Fang Yan was young and didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics. Then there is nothing left.
But the song Fang Huai made himself was different. As soon as he listened to it, he immediately thought of his carefree daily life with empathy, and his mood became better. This song should be based on their experience in the morning. For rural life, Fang Yan can be said to be the most touched!
Fang Huai scratched his head: "I feel a little bit worse, I can't tell, what's wrong with the following paragraph, when I think about it, I'll play it for Yanyan immediately when I figure it out."
"Second brother agreed!"
"Well, it's done."
Fang Yan excitedly recorded this incident in a small notebook.
The smell of the old hen soup stewed in the kitchen gradually came out.
This time when her adopted son came back, Fang Honghua was very pleasantly surprised. She also put enough ingredients in the stewed chicken soup, which was not at all frugal as usual, and even put in all the good things that could not be saved, trying to make her adopted son return. Live a life that you won't regret for two days.
Fang Honghua took in the wild vegetables that the three of them had picked, took some of them out and fried them, and put the rest away, so that they could be made into pickles after the adopted son left.
She took a roast duck out of the cooked food that Fang Yan brought back, warmed up the roast duck, cut it into pieces, and served it on the table. It was another dish.
At noon, there is only this meat and vegetable soup, plus a stack of pickled side dishes and a plate of scrambled eggs. The portion of each plate is large enough to feed six people.
After eating and drinking, she went into the kitchen with Fang Mu, preparing to make fish balls for dinner. The rest of the people were lazily basking in the sun in the yard.
"It's good to come here once in a while." Fang Huai sighed, "Life in the country is very leisurely. It's different from the city. It's very suitable for relaxing."
"You just talked about it at this time. If you are really asked to come, you must be the first one who does not want to." Fang's father knows his son very well.
"Why am I the first one who doesn't want to?" Fang Huai said unconvinced: "Look at me, isn't this a good adaptation? I also picked wild vegetables and caught fish. It's just like being born to live in the countryside. Same."
He has seen people who say they are born to live a good life, but he has never heard anyone say that they are born to live in the country. Father Fang laughed and shook his head.
Fang Huai glanced at him, and was immediately drawn away: "Yanyan, what are you doing?"
Fang's father and Fang Ke looked around, and saw Fang Yan, who was sitting next to them basking in the sun just now, stood up at some point and walked around the yard.
"Oh, I'm looking to see if I need help." Fang Yan said.
Fang Huai immediately stood up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll come, I'll help you."
"Really?"
"real."
Fang Huai puffed out his chest firmly, it's time to show everyone his reliability.