Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

After passing the final exam, Fang Yan was completely relaxed.

After he returned home, Gu Rong also went back to Gu's house, but Gu Rong still needed to get up early to go to work every day, but he didn't need it. Naturally, someone sent home the documents that needed to be changed, and got up every morning to do morning exercises with Gu Rong and Fang Ke. , come back to have breakfast, deal with the business of the morning, and then be called by the housekeeper to have lunch. At this time, Fang Huai also got up, and after lunch, the two of them accompanied Fang's mother together.

At this time in previous years, Fang Huai would be busy rehearsing for the Spring Festival Gala of those TV stations. Even after going for several years, he felt tired. This year, he specially pushed this invitation and planned to spend the New Year with his family. .

As the Chinese New Year approached, Grandma Fang took out her own scissors to cut the window grilles, and Fang Yan naturally took a pair of scissors to help her cut them together.

Fang Huai was half lying on the sofa, watching TV with Fang's mother, he was drowsy watching TV, his eyes went wrong, and he caught sight of the grandparents and grandson who were concentrating on cutting the window grilles, and suddenly became curious, a carp straightened up from the sofa He jumped up and got close to the two of them.

Fang Huai curiously picked up a small paper-cut figurine to look at. It was cut by Fang Yan. Since childhood, Fang Yan’s manual skills were very good. Judging by the small paper-cut figurine in his hand, the edges are smooth without a single spot. Regardless of the rough edges, the expression on the face of the paper-cut figurine is also vivid and delicate.In comparison, grandma's work is not good enough, no matter how many years she has done it, it is still very rough.

Fang Huai felt itchy, picked up the scissors beside him, and gestured at a piece of paper: "How do you cut this?"

Fang Yan put down the half-cut villain in his hand, took out a new piece of paper, and showed him: "It's the first time I cut it, I don't have experience, it's better to draw a pattern on it now, fold it in half like this, fold it in half again, follow the pattern Cut it out and it will be a beautiful window flower."

Fang Yan folded the paper in half several times, drew a few random strokes on it with a pencil, cut it out along the pencil marks with scissors, and unfolded the paper, forming a symmetrical and beautiful pattern.

Fang Huai's eyes showed surprise, and he followed his example by folding in half and then folding in half again. Soon, a simple symmetrical pattern appeared in his hands.

Fang Huai cut a few and posted them with great interest. After running back, he became curious about the paper-cut figurine in Fang Yan's hand.

"How do you do this?" He gestured to the paper, "Is it simple?"

Fang Yan shook his head: "Second brother, it's your first time doing it, so don't try hard things."

"What does it mean to do it for the first time? Look at what I did just now. What is it? It's all experience!" Fang Huai said proudly: "In the game, my level has risen several levels. You can learn intermediate paper-cutting."

Fang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing that he insisted, he had no choice but to take a piece of paper, drew a simple pattern of a villain on the paper, and asked Fang Huai to cut along the pattern.

The figure he cut out by himself was far from the one he drew for Fang Huai. Not only did he not need to draw on paper, he made a draft in his mind, and the scissors slid across the paper, drawing the figure. It quickly took shape, not only the facial features were fine, but even the details of the hair were cut out, Fang Huai was dumbfounded.

Tried to cut the villain by hand, Fang Huai couldn't even do the most basic smoothing of the edges, so he had to give up.

"It's too difficult." He sighed: "Yanyan, how do you practice? I remember you could cut window grilles when you were young. How long have you been practicing? When will I be as good as you?"

"Second brother just needs to sing." Fang Yan said: "Second brother sings so well, I don't know anything."

"That's right." Fang Huai said coquettishly again: "Your brother, I know eighteen musical instruments. If you want to learn, please beg me. Call me brother in a friendly voice. Maybe I will agree to teach you." .”

Fang Yan laughed: "No need."

Having lost an opportunity to set an example of a powerful brother in his younger brother's heart, Fang Huai was immediately disappointed.

Apart from his love for music, Fang Huai was passionate about everything he did in 3 minutes. Soon, he got bored with paper-cutting and ran to the yard to chase chickens.

Hearing the panicked clucking of the old hen coming from outside, Fang Yan glanced out, and through the window, he could only see Fang Huai's figure running past the window quickly, the chicken feathers were flying, and it was very chaotic.

"Are those chickens and ducks still there?" Fang Yan was surprised.

He thought that when he moved out of the house, the chickens and ducks in the house were not taken care of, and the people in the kitchen had already taken them to stew.

"Yes." Grandma Fang said kindly: "These chickens and ducks have been raised in the yard for so long, and everyone is used to it. After you left, the housekeeper volunteered to raise them. If it wasn't for Xiaohuai's return home, they would It's been well-raised."

Fang Yan pricked up his ears to listen, and sure enough, he heard the clucking outside and Fang Huai's ferocity, mixed with the housekeeper's panicked persuasion, it seemed that Fang Huai was asking Fang Huai to treat his chickens and ducks who had been meticulously serving him on weekdays. Be merciful.

He cut out this year's zodiac patterns again, counted them, and made sure that the window grilles on the table were enough to cover all the windows in the house, so he put down the scissors.

There was the sound of a "Didi" car horn outside, and not long after, Fang Honghua came in from outside carrying her bags.

She said gently: "As soon as I came here, I saw Fang Huai chasing chickens. He is also very lively today."

"What a lively thing." Fang's mother complained: "That guy just can't sit still, how old is he, and he still runs after chickens and ducks all day long, just like when he was a child."

"What's wrong? It's a good thing for young people to be more active." Fang Honghua put down the things with a smile, took out a food box from the bag, and handed it to Mother Fang: "Here, you want me to bring it for you. "

Fang's mother took it over, thanked her, and opened it, and it turned out to be a new little plum blossom from Lvye: "After the inkstone was brought back by Fang Ke last time, I kept thinking about it. Come here and bring it to me."

Fang Honghua smiled, took out another beautifully wrapped gift box from the bag, and handed it to Fang Yan.

"This is a gift for Yanyan."

Fang Yan thanked her, and just as she took the gift, her eyes were suddenly attracted by the necklace around her neck.

It was a ruby ​​necklace. On weekdays, Fang Honghua seldom wore such a bright color, but her skin was very fair, so the ruby ​​set it off nicely.The ruby ​​on this necklace is big and bright, and it is worth a lot of money at first glance. What Fang Yan cares most about is this necklace, which he only saw yesterday.

In the jewelry store.

It was bought by a Mr. Ji.

That Mr. Ji wants to court his sweetheart with this ruby ​​necklace.

His new boss is a single mother with a son.

Just last night, Mr. Ji invited his sweetheart to dinner, intending to send this necklace to her as a request for dating.

And last night, Fang Honghua was also busy, so she didn't come over to have dinner with them...

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yan felt that he understood something.