my return to life

"Why are you still regressing?"

"Ah."

"..."

Fang Nian's family had just finished eating, and they hadn't even cleaned up the leftovers on the dining table.

The door on the side of the living room was opened from the outside.

"I haven't finished eating yet..."

The man who walked in snorted.

"Is Nian Habao on vacation?"

Fang Zhengguo got up with a smile, took out the cigarette case and scattered the cigarettes: "Sit down, after eating, Fang Xin will help your mother clean up."

Fang Nian also stood up and called out Uncle and Aunt with a smile.

The ones who walked in were Fang Zhengliang's family, that is, Fang Nian's uncle and aunt and Fang Nian's cousins.

"Oh! Brother Nian, you've grown so tall all of a sudden!"

Fang Fenfen, who came in last, just finished playing with her mobile phone, looked up and said with surprise.

Fang Nian pursed his lips and smiled: "Fenfen, you haven't been back for more than half a year, are you willing to come back for the New Year?"

Fang Fenfen is Fang Zhengliang's eldest daughter, who is one year younger than Fang Nian. Hearing what Fang Nian said, she laughed and made excuses: "I want to study."

Although Fang Fenfen is only one year younger than Fang, she went to school two years later.

After graduating from junior high school in 08, I didn't know which tendon was wrong. I first went to Tongfeng to do a summer job, and then I didn't go to high school, and went directly to a technical secondary school in Tongfeng.

Maybe it's because compared to Maoba's remoteness and Tangli's poverty, Tongfeng can be regarded as a city anyway.

In the past six months, Fang Nian didn't meet him once.

For example, although Fang Zhengliang worked in a neighboring county and occasionally went home, Fang Nian never met him.

It also has something to do with Fang Nian only having two days off every month.

Behind Fang Fenfen was a silent little boy named Fang Hai, who was more than a year older than Fang Xin.

Fang Nian called Xiao Hai, but Fang Hai didn't respond.

Fang Zhengliang said something with a cold face on purpose, but it was useless.

While talking, the uncle and aunt living on the north side opened the door on the other side of the hall and walked in.

While helping to make tea, Fang Nian called out his uncle and aunt.

Fang Xin followed suit and shouted.

"Oh, Nian Habao looks really tall and mighty this year."

Fang Zhengbin let out a huff when he saw Fang Nian.

Fang Zhengguo hurriedly greeted with a smile, and scattered the smoke.

Fang Zhengbin is Fang Nian's uncle, and he is not at home from the beginning to the end of the year, and neither is his aunt.

He also has a son and a daughter, much older than Fang Nian, and it seems that he will not go home for the New Year this year.

Fang Nian and his cousins ​​don't have much contact with each other.

For example, Fang Fenfen, who is younger than him, although both of them have mobile phones, they don't know each other's number, and they don't add QQ or anything.

Not to mention Fang Hai, he was in the same school as Fang Xin in a different grade, and when Fang Nian bumped into him occasionally at home, he would say no.

As for the cousins ​​of the uncle's family, the age difference is a bit big, and they have been working in various places for three to five years, and they hardly see each other, let alone have any contact.

This phenomenon was improved in the previous life when Fang Nian entered the society directly after graduating from high school for three or four years.

The cousins ​​gradually got in touch.

As Fang Nian gradually struggled to make a name for himself, the connections became more and more...

...In the past years, the three families usually gathered at Fang Zhengbin's house. Fang Nian planned to go to his uncle's house after dinner, but they came here first.

Even among brothers, there are also various thoughts.

Regardless of other things, the two slope protection walls on the south side of the old Fang's house, the large foundation of [-] square meters, and the miscellaneous house explain a lot of problems.

It's reasonable now.

Fang Nian didn't know what others thought, he was more or less complacent.

It happened that ten people were sitting around the fire, chatting.

Fang Nian and Fang Fenfen rarely interrupted.

Before I knew it, I was chatting with the juniors like Fang Nian.

Fang Zhengbin, as the oldest one in the old Fang's family, kowtowed.

"Third son, how is Habao studying in your family? Hearing from Lin Feng, it seems to be okay?"

Fang Zhengbin has always called Fang Zhengguo the third child.

It must be a habit of 50 to [-] years.

"It's okay." Fang Zhengguo said with a smile.

"It's okay to have a heavy copy."

Fang Zhengliang took over the conversation: "How many points can I score in the senior high school exam now?"

"More than 600."

Lin Feng said neither surprised nor happy, and took a sip of tea.

Compared with the publicity when she first knew that Fang Nian's grades were improving, now Ms. Lin Feng is obviously much more restrained.

"This is the seedling of Peking University and Tsinghua University!"

Fang Zhengbin shouted.

"Our old Fang's family hasn't had a college student for a long time, and Fang Nian finally has hope."

Lin Feng hurriedly said modestly: "Peking University and Tsinghua University are still far behind."

"Nian Habao said that he doesn't like going to the capital, and he doesn't plan to apply for Peking University and Tsinghua University."

Fang Zhengliang raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Now you have to talk about Fang Nian. Peking University and Tsinghua University are the best universities in China. You can't be afraid of Lu Yuan."

"That's right, why not go if you can pass the exam, it's an honor to say it..." Fang Zhengbin also said.

"..."

Lin Feng explained: "Fang Nian wants to go to Fudan University in Shanghai."

"Fudan is similar to Peking University and Tsinghua University, so let him go."

"..."

Compared with Beijing, Fang Nian is indeed more inclined to Shencheng.

If Lu Weiyu didn't go to Yangcheng later, Fang Nian might have chosen Sun Yat-sen University in Yangcheng.

If you don't go to Sun Yat-sen University, you will choose Chinese language and literature.

In the previous life, Fang Nian spent half a year in the capital, but he still couldn't like her.

He is not a person who makes himself guilty...

... After talking about study, the topic turned to the house.

The Fangzheng country suddenly embarked on a major construction. As Fang Zhengguo's brothers, Fang Zhengliang and Fang Zhengbin were also very concerned.

"Third brother, I haven't seen the blueprint of your new house yet."

Fang Zhengbin said with a smile.

Fang Zhengguo hurriedly got up to get the blueprint, and after taking it, unfolded it and said enthusiastically: "This blueprint was designed by Nian Habao. It is said to be a Chinese-style house, and it needs to be covered with roof tiles as before."

"..."

Fang Zhengbin and Fang Zhengliang also watched and pointed.

"Oh, no wonder I heard outside that you're planning a major construction project. It's so majestic and majestic."

"This house looks really nice. My house was built a long time ago."

"..."

The three big men spoke one sentence at a time.

Speaking of joy, Fang Zhengguo quickly smoked.

Compared with the previous search, it is really a world-shaking change.

Fang Nian, who didn't say much, was very satisfied with this.

"It's building walls, building miscellaneous houses, and building such a big house. I heard that Fang Nian earned the money?"

Fang Zhengbin asked curiously.

"What the hell does he do for money?"

Fang Zhengguo replied with a smile: "It's about writing a book, but I can't tell the specifics."

"..."

"Oh yo!"

Fang Zhengliang shouted: "Let me see."

"..."

Fang Zhengguo went to pick up the few books that Fang Nian brought home: "Here, this is it."

"He said he wrote it on the Internet, and now these young people don't understand anything at all."

Fang Fenfen interjected: "Online?"

"Brother Nian, are you writing a novel?"

Fang Nian nodded with a smile, but didn't say a word of heart-warming words that were written for fun.

He is too much a child of someone else's family now.

If this goes on, maybe Fang Zhengliang will teach Fang Fenfen as soon as he returns home.

"The price is 29 yuan and 8, oh, how much does it cost!" Fang Zhengbin said.

Lin Feng interjected: "It is said that the manuscript fee is hundreds of thousands."

"Then it's really enough money to start a house. This old house has been around for more than ten years, so it's time to start." Fang Zhengbin said with a smile.

There was a little loneliness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The older I get, the simpler my mind is, and I hope my children will develop well.

But they all grew up in the countryside, and their lives are often unsatisfactory.

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This afternoon, not only Fang Zhengbin and Fang Zhengliang's family came to Fang Nian's house, but other neighbors also came to sit.

The focus of the topic always revolved around Fang Nian who didn't speak much.

The protagonists are Fang Zhengguo and Lin Feng.

They are either self-effacing, proud, or self-satisfied chatting with their neighbors.

Although Maoba is not big, basically every household has children who study.

It's just that there is no one at the same level as Fang Nian.

But without exception, they knew Fang Nian's achievements from Lin Feng's understated tone, and saw the certificates and several red-shell notebooks on the wall.

Everyone's first layer of jealousy came out.

Say something against your will.

Talk about it: "Your old Fang's family is going to be a college student soon!"