Fisherman's Secret

Unexpectedly, the morning was still sunny and sunny, but in the afternoon, the sky suddenly became cloudy, the wind was swirling with dark clouds, and there were bursts of thunder, as if it was going to rain heavily.

Aunt Gen was drying a lot of homemade bacon, sausages, dried fish and the like in the yard. Fang Jing and the others quickly helped to move all the bacon back to the kitchen. After a while, the heavy rain came pouring down.

At present, Fang Jing is still operating the farmhouse as a family workshop. He only employs three employees. Aunt Gen Shugen is responsible for cleaning the stone kitchen, looking after the front desk, and Ye Chi is solely responsible for marketing clerical work such as network promotion. As far as the family is concerned, this kind of family workshop operation is completely sufficient.

"Your father and mother are coming back soon, right?" Uncle Gen came in, holding the changed sheets and quilt covers in his hands.

"The plane on Saturday, I'll go to the airport to pick them up early in the morning." Fang Jing was squatting at the door of the stove helping Aunt Gen to light the fire, staring at a row of smoked bacon, sausage and chicken hanging from the beam, his saliva was about to flow down.

This year, Fang's parents and Fang's mother were not around. When Uncle Gen and Aunt Gen smoked bacon for their family, they also helped Fang Jing a lot by the way. Now they are all hung on the beams, a whole row.

The meat is home-raised hogs, which grew up eating grain, with more lean meat and less fat, so you don’t have to worry about clenbuterol anymore; the chickens are free-range raised after hatching in their mother’s nest, and they are tender and fragrant. Although the fish caught in the pond are also raised on feed, their taste is better than those sold in the market.

Moreover, the bacon made by Aunt Gen is delicious, much more delicious than the xrenshen sold in the supermarket, and everyone who has eaten it says it is good. I drove here just to buy Aunt Gen's homemade bacon.

Maybe in the future, we can develop the homemade bacon business in the farm.

"That's fine. If you don't have time, let your aunt help clean up tomorrow. You two young men, it would be nice if you can clean up your place." Uncle Gen said, and went straight to the laundry room.

"Lao Gen has such a temper. Saying a few nice words seems to kill him. Don't be as knowledgeable as he is. He just doesn't want to please him. He has suffered from that mouth." Aunt Gen stir-fried vegetables quickly, While laughing, he said, "Anyway, there are no guests in the farmhouse, and there are not many things to do. Uncle Gen can do it by himself. I have nothing to do. If you don't worry, my aunt will come to your house in a while, and what needs to be washed and wiped. Shit, when Lao Fang and Xiao Le come back, they can also take a breath and live a good year with peace of mind."

Fang Jing's face froze for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this.

Normally, he would mop the ground at most. Cen Jiu is good at wielding knives. As for housework, let’s forget it. He can directly divide the body with a broom when he sweeps the ground. Strong.

In addition, the two of them are usually busy. They have been out at sea for more than a month, and the house is covered with a layer of dust. Fang Jingguang cleaned his and Cen Jiu's bedrooms, and he pretended not to see the other places because he didn't need them. Aunt Gen took the initiative Asking for help, Fang Jing simply couldn't ask for it.

After dinner, Aunt Gen went to Fang's house with Fang Jing with the outfit she cleaned.

The three of them worked hard for two days, until the floor of Fang's old house was so clean that it could be seen in a mirror, and then Aunt Gen exited the venue neatly.

"It turns out that the clean floor looks like this." Looking at the light and pleasant ground, Fang Jing wondered, it turned out that the floor he mopped before was not called mopping at all, okay?

Sure enough, he has a specialization in art, he has a special talent for diving, Cen Jiu has a special skill for fighting, and Aunt Gen also has a personal secret for cleaning.

Fang Jing thought silently, it's really 360 lines, every line is the best!

Soon, the weekend came, Fang's father and the others' plane would arrive at night, and in the afternoon, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu packed up and went to Jingcheng Airport to pick them up.

It was the end of the new year, and the airport was full of people. Cen Jiu was better, but Fang Jing stood in the crowd and was instantly submerged.

It was the first time for Cen Jiu to witness the grand occasion of the New Year in the Great Heavenly Dynasty. Nearly one-fifth of the world's population, rich or poor, with wives or without wives, almost returned to their hometowns from all corners of the country in the past few days to reunite with their families .

"A lot of people!" Cen Jiu exclaimed.

Shangjing in the Great Qi Dynasty was already the most prosperous and affluent city, but it was far less prosperous than this.

You must know that Jingcheng alone has a population of [-], and a city like Jingcheng has one in the Great Heavenly Dynasty. As for a metropolis like the magic capital of Kyoto, "It's nothing, just go to the train station to see what it is." There are too many people!" Fang Jing stood in the crowd and stretched his neck vigorously to look in, for fear of missing Fang's parents and Fang's mother when they left the customs.

Suddenly his waist tightened, and Fang Jing found that his feet were off the ground, and his whole body was lifted up.

Fang Jing: "..."

"This way you can see clearly." Cen Jiu looked indifferent.

Well, Weird Man is just so handsome!

But as a big man, he was held up by another small man pinching his waist with both hands in full view, Fang Jing didn't think he was handsome at all!

However, before he could refuse, he saw a man pushing a luggage cart.

The man was not too tall, wearing a black down jacket, his face was thin, but his eyes were full of vitality.He pushed a luggage cart with three very strong and heavy suitcases on it, and walked slowly along the crowd.

He didn't walk fast, and his walking posture was even a little awkward, but he did walk out by himself, without relying on anyone's support, and without crutches or anything.

Behind him, followed by a middle-aged woman who appeared to be a bit muscular, with a tall and thin boy on her arm. The eyes of the two of them fell on the crowd who picked up the plane, eagerly searching for something.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jing's eyes were a little moist.

"Dad, Mom, Xiao Le, here, here!" He waved violently at the three of them in the crowd, and the people around him looked back at the young man who was lifted up like a child, and couldn't help laughing, some One girl even took out her cell phone and kept taking pictures.

Fang Jing didn't realize it. At this moment, he only saw the three figures he cared about. All the people were moving away, and all the voices were automatically filtered by him.

His family all returned home safely.

When Fang's father heard the voice, he could not help laughing when he saw Fang Jing, who was "outstanding in the crowd" at a glance.

"This child..." Before Father Fang finished his emotion, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu had already cut their way through the crowd and squeezed in front of Father Fang.

"Dad, can your leg walk?" Fang Jing grabbed Papa Fang's arm and stared straight at the artificial prosthetic leg exposed under Papa Fang's trousers. It was very awkward and unnatural. Although Father Fang's face would twitch subconsciously every time he took a step, he was indeed walking on his own, walking freely like a normal person.

Fang Jing's eyes instantly turned red.

His father had been lying on the bed for so many years and suffered so much, and finally he was able to stand up again.

"Hey, son, how does Dad look now?" Father Fang smiled heartily, patted Fang Jing on the shoulder and asked proudly.

"Incredibly handsome." Fang Jing praised him without hesitation, "You are the most handsome dad in the world!"

His voice was loud and loud, causing everyone around to look back to see who the most handsome dad in the world is.

"Hey hey hey!" Fang's father touched his head, because he was so happy that he could only smirk.

"Brother, why didn't you call me?" Fang Xiaole was wearing a big down jacket and a cashmere scarf around his neck. He hadn't seen him for a semester, and he grew a lot, almost reaching Fang Jing's chin.

Fang Jing was taken aback: "Fang Xiaole, tell me honestly, what kind of fertilizer did you eat to grow so fast, be careful if you grow tall but don't care, you've become a big fool."

"Brother, you're so annoying!" Fang Xiaole hummed dissatisfiedly, and laughed again after humming, shaking Fang Jing's arm and began to act coquettishly, "Brother, I miss you so much."

"Thinner and darker." Fang's mother touched Fang Jing's face, both happy and worried.

"Hey, didn't you realize that I'm a lot stronger now?" Fang Jing waved his arm, making a bodybuilding pose, causing Fang's mother to twist his arm, and said, "No matter how strong I am, even little Cen Jiuyi Half of it is not as good as it, so you can save it."

Cen Jiu took the luggage cart and pushed it out. He easily dragged three large suitcases and went outside to call a cab.

"Xiao Cen's strength is still so great." Although she has seen Cen Jiu's great strength, Mother Fang still sighs every time she sees it.

"He is very talented." Fang Jing chuckled.

After a while, Cen Jiu stopped the car, and the family got into the car and went home with great eagerness.

Sitting in the car, Father Fang was filled with emotion as he watched the familiar fields and buildings flash by outside the window.

Four months ago, he was carried onto the plane by someone, and four months later, he came back on his own legs. His life has been filled with countless encounters, and even this bold man at sea who has experienced many storms also felt hot in his eyes.

Who would have imagined that after many years of amputation, he actually stood up again. This pair of prosthetic limbs not only brought him the convenience of being able to walk freely, but more importantly, brought him confidence and hope.

From now on, he is no longer the disabled person who can only lie on the bed and drag his wife and children down. Maybe he still can't be as capable and useful as before, but at least he has a goal in his life, and he can continue to be like a man Support the family, take care of his wife and children, and fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father.

Fang's father held Fang Jing's hand. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes had already expressed all his meaning.

Son, thank you for your hard work.