My Return to Life

On the first day of November, in the early morning, there was a little mist.

Fang Nian and Fang Zhengguo father and son each carried a load of buckets to the courtyard to fetch water.

People who came to fetch water from the patio in the early morning lined up beside the two-meter-square well.

Most of them are neighbors in the village, chatting a few gossips with a smile and saying hello.

The well is shallow, but the water has never been lacking. It overflows and flows to the nearby reservoir through the small cement ditch.

In the early years, some people came with washbasins, towels, toothbrushes and mouthwash cups.

Fang Zhengguo put down the bucket, greeted everyone, and offered to smoke for everyone.

"Third brother, you have come back after making a fortune. You have replaced all the cigarettes with gold and white sand."

"Who made the third brother give birth to a good son? You see, Fang Nian gets up early in the morning to carry water. My family's Habao doesn't even get up until ten o'clock on holidays."

"..."

Fang Nian had a smile on his face, and when an elder looked at him and spoke, he nodded cooperatively without making a sound.

Watching Fang Zhengguo smoke back and forth, Fang Nian had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh.

How many so-called monstrous events, in Fang Nian's eyes, are not as good as this simple scene in front of him.

Fang Nian once heard Lin Feng say Fang Zhengguo's most frequently said words——

"I can't bear to give out a cigarette!"

As long as there is a guest at home during the holidays, or when you go out, this sentence will definitely be there.

Because in the next few years, Fang Zhengguo gradually got into the habit of digging and searching, and he was no longer willing to smoke out.

The current Fang Zhengguo is still in his prime, and he has not yet experienced the deeper pressure that has come his way.

"It should be that Ms. Lin Feng has been 'educated' again in the past few days."

Fang Nian felt 'gratified'.

This little bit of truth made Fang Nian, who occasionally had nostalgia for the good life of his previous life and was floating in the air, feel rooted.

Fang Nian was not shy at all, and directly attributed the credit to himself.

…After carrying the water home, Lin Feng was already preparing breakfast.

I seldom use rice noodles as the staple food when cooking at home. It’s not that I don’t like it, but it’s more troublesome than cooking.

The reason for Xiangchu or to be more specific is that some people in Tongfengtangli eat rice noodles for three meals a day.

The reason is very simple. When dealing with a mouthful outside, rice noodles are the easiest, cheap and affordable, and you don’t have to wait too long.

When eating started at seven o'clock, Lin Feng was the first to serve the bowl and walked out of the room, leaning against the doorpost.

Seeing this, Fang Nian smiled knowingly, and walked out with the bowl.

Although winter has already entered, most people in the countryside have already left their homes and are busy everywhere.

"Sister-in-law three, what good food do you want to eat..."

"..."

When someone passed by and asked, Lin Feng smiled and exchanged greetings.

Fang Nian on the side knew well that Ms. Lin Feng was waiting for some volunteers to take the bait.

For example, the one who will definitely come, Fang Nian doesn't know his name until now, and he won't take the initiative to say hello when he meets someone on the road, but it should be someone called Auntie.

The geographical attributes of the countryside are very interesting.

For example, people in the same village group will greet each other no matter where they meet because they can't see each other when they look up, and even if there is a holiday, it doesn't affect the greetings of the younger generations.

As for those in neighboring villages, if they are not counted in the same ancestral hall, the younger generations will not greet the elders when they meet.

People in the same ancestral hall are called uncle, grandpa, or elder brother according to their seniority.

But this kind of sense of belonging of the ancestral hall, etc., is completely inferior to the coastal areas of Guangfu...

... Sure enough, as Fang Nian expected, he didn't even finish a bowl of rice when the middle-aged woman from Murakami walked over.

"Hey, where is Lin Feng eating? Is Fang Nian coming back from your family's monthly vacation?"

Fang Nian smiled and nodded in response.

Leave the rest to Ms. Lin Feng: "Well, your second treasure is also back from vacation."

"..."

The two women had almost the same thoughts,

After a few words back and forth.

The middle-aged woman couldn't help it first, and said with a smile: "I heard from my Er Habao that the city organized a unified exam for the third year of senior high school two days ago, and ranked the top 500 in liberal arts and science."

"There are quite a few of them on the list."

Lin Feng said: "I also heard from our Nian Habao that even the mid-term exams in the Eighth Middle School were cancelled."

"Is your second treasure on the list this time?"

The middle-aged woman quickly waved her hand, and said modestly, "Well, my Erhabao can't read well."

"That's a few points lower than the 500th place in science. The more I read this book, the more I go back!"

Lin Feng echoed with a smile: "Oh! Be ruthless, next year your family will be born in the college entrance examination!"

"No, no." She said so, but the middle-aged woman was about to smile.

The Erhabao of her family has always been better than the boss in her studies.

The boss's second copy, the second's second copy, it's a sight to say!

Then he said with an indifferent look: "Your Nian Habao should have improved a lot in this exam, right?"

Lin Feng lowered his head to pick up the rice: "It's okay, that's all."

"It's really not good in the eighth middle school. My second Habao only scored 520 points in the test this time. I guess it's not as good as your Nian Habao." The middle-aged woman looked a little proud.

At this time, Fang Nian finished his meal just right, and said as he walked into the house, "I'm done."

Attracting the eyes of the middle-aged woman followed him into the house.

At first glance, I saw the two newly posted certificates on the most conspicuous place on the wall of the living room.

Thanks to No. 8 High School for its haste, the most important words on the certificate were written with a brush.

"Hey, it's too stingy for the No. 8 Middle School to issue certificates now? First place? Best progress award?"

Lin Feng replied: "I don't know, Nian Habao took it back this time."

The middle-aged woman asked quickly: "Fang Nian got the first place in the eighth middle school exam this time, and there is also a progress award. Not bad, how did you score in the exam?"

"Not many, more than five hundred and sixty, and they will be ranked among the top three hundred in the city." Lin Feng said nonchalantly.

Middle-aged woman: "Ah, oh."

The mind is full of five hundred and sixty, three hundred, two words that have a lot to do with numbers.

"Your family Fang Nian can read, a seedling from Peking University and Tsinghua University!"

The middle-aged woman gave a flattering smile.

Lin Feng waved his hands and said firmly, "That's impossible!"

"Impossible in this life!"

The middle-aged woman wanted to ask a few questions why, but today she suffered a crushing defeat, so she said perfunctorily: "Is it?"

"Yes, I can't control him. I'm not focused on studying, but writing books." Lin Feng said casually.

The middle-aged woman said "Ah": "Write a book?"

"Oh, that's it, novels, it's useless, Fang Nian, bring me your book to read."

Lin Feng shouted.

Fang Nian took out the book.

"This Habao doesn't understand anything, so it's hard for the publishing house to value what he writes casually." Lin Feng said modestly.

Middle-aged woman: "Oh."

Flipping through the pages, I exclaimed, "The price is 30 yuan!"

After seeing the price, the middle-aged woman no longer cared about the book in her hand, and hurriedly exchanged a few words and left.

This morning, the smile on Ms. Lin Feng's face never stopped.

This time is even better than last time, because——

There are real...

...After dinner, after tidying up a bit, Fang Zhengguo followed Fang Nian to Tongfeng.

It was still after ten o'clock, and after getting off at the central square in Tongfeng, Fang Nian suggested, "Go to the Marriott to look at the suits?"

"You want to wear it?" Fang Zhengguo was taken aback.

Fang Nian shook his head: "I told you to buy it for you last night, otherwise I wouldn't have come to Tongfeng."

"You've had this suit for years, buy two new ones."

Fang Zhengguo: "No need."

Fang Nian didn't say much, and walked in first.

Fang Zhengguo followed helplessly.

There are no big brands in this big shopping mall, but they are relatively expensive.

Fang Nian walked around, and finally settled on a few shops, took Fang Zhengguo to choose them one by one, and finally bought two suits.

It is naturally not Fang Zhengguo's turn to settle the bill.

Even when Fang Zhengguo wanted to ask the price a few times, Fang Nian deliberately interrupted him.

At the time of settlement, the two suits cost a total of 3800 yuan.

After coming out of Marriott, the smile on Fang Zhengguo's face suddenly became more intense.

It is true that he is not willing to spend money, but it is also true that he is happy with the money his son earns.

Fang Nian himself bought a few sets of autumn clothes in the pedestrian street opposite. When he was trying on the clothes in front of the fitting mirror, he saw that his hair was a bit long, so he scratched it. Then he saw that Fang Zhengguo's hair was not short, so he simply took Fang Zhengguo together again. Went for a haircut.

I didn't leave Tongfeng until two o'clock in the afternoon to go home...