Lawyer's character

"His second grandfather, who would have thought that a son from a poor and scumbag family could make a fortune? If I had been able to count, I would have asked my son to follow him." The wrinkled old lady was unconvinced and put the insole on her shoe. His hand couldn't help but speed up and become a little stronger: "Ouch!"

"What's wrong?" asked the person next to him.

"I pricked my hand!" The wrinkled old lady clutched the index finger of her left hand with her right hand and frowned in pain.

At this moment, a black high-end car drove into the village and went straight to Fang's house.

"Isn't that the car from the breeding base?" The old lady holding the insole forgot her pain for a moment and looked straight in the direction of the car.

"It is said that Lao Fang's family is going to treat guests at home, and they are preparing to eat and drink these days. You said this is true for Lao Fang's family. His son is a lawyer in the city, why are he still so stingy? It's easier to go to a restaurant!" A wrinkled face old lady.

"What do you know? It is said that they hired chefs from restaurants in the county and hired them out. It is more practical to eat at home and drink whatever you like behind closed doors. It is said that Fang Mao's wife hired the chef. "The old man who smoked cigarettes snorted, tapped the cigarette bag in his hand on the sole of his shoe, stood up, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Where is his second grandpa going? He went back to eat before noon?" The wrinkled old lady looked at the back of his second grandpa and murmured in a low voice.

"His second grandfather has gone to Fang's house, probably to get some food." A joke from the hunchbacked old man on the side caused a burst of laughter at the foot of the north wall.

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Saturday was the official day for Fang Yi and Yunmei to treat guests. On Friday night, Fang Yi and Yunmei took Fang Anzhi back to the village.

Early in the morning, Fang Anzhi rubbed his eyes, put on his down jacket, and walked out of the east wing shivering. He was really not used to it in the winter.

There was no heating in the village, so when the house was being built, Fang Youcai had someone set up earthen kangs. There were earthen kangs in the main house and the east wing. In the winter, a few pieces of wood were burned, and the house was not cold at all.

But the problem came when I went to bed at night. Even though the Tukang was still hot and my back felt warm when I was lying on it, my stomach and face felt chilly even if I covered myself with a quilt. It was a real combination of ice and fire. Chongtian. The main reason is that the walls of the wing are thin and it is too cold in winter, so the cold air can penetrate directly into the house.

In the evening, Fang Mao asked Xiao Zhi to sleep with him at his house. Xiao Zhi felt that it was unnecessary. A silly boy sleeping on a cool bed relied on his strength. But the next day, Saturday, he couldn't stand it anymore. After a busy day, he followed Fang Mao's son directly. Fang Anxin went to his house to sleep.

On Saturday, the Fang family prepared five banquets. In the morning, the family of three who gave birth to their son and Fang Mao's family came, as well as some relatives of the Fang family who had only started to move around in recent years. When the banquet was about to begin, the head of the neighboring village with a mustache also came. Many old neighbors in the neighborhood also came to congratulate me.

Yun Qiao was the bridesmaid for her sister Yun Mei. She came here early on Saturday morning and spent the whole morning carrying wine glasses and bottles, following Fang Yi and Yun Mei, toasting everywhere.

After seeing off their relatives at noon, Shengzi, Fangmao and their neighbors opened a few more tables in the afternoon, and Fang Yi and Yunmei drank a lot with everyone.

Fang Yi suddenly discovered that nothing had happened to Yunmei since she drank it in the morning, except that her face was slightly pink and she looked really cute. Looking at Fang Yi again, he had already gone outside and vomited twice.

After Fang Yi and Yun Mei sent everyone off in the evening, they discovered that Yun Qiao and Fang Anzhi had followed Fang Mao to live at his house. Fang Mao's house had a small boiler and the room was heated, making it warmer than Fang's house.

After dinner in the afternoon, when the people in the kitchen left, Fang Yi gave each of them a big red envelope. At about five o'clock, Fang Mao arranged for someone to clean up the yard and take away everything.

"Dad, it's been a tiring day, go to bed early!" After Fang Yi sent Fang Mao and his son away, he walked into the ice cellar-like west wing and saw his father packing up the vegetables and meat left over from work.

"It's okay, it's almost done. Pack up the vegetables and meat when you go back. We can't eat so many things at home." Fang Youcai straightened up and said.

"Dad, come with us to the city. The Chinese New Year will be in one month." Fang Yi advised.

"No, I get nostalgic when I get older, and I live comfortably at home." Fang Youcai grinned with a stubble-covered mouth.

He was determined to follow his son to the city of Maodong. Although the three-bedroom and two-living place was not small, he always felt uncomfortable living there with a new group of people.

Before Fang Yi divorced, Fang Youcai also lived with the couple for a period of time. It was not obvious for a short time, but as time went by, his daughter-in-law would complain more or less, and he himself felt that he was living with her husband. uncomfortable.

From Fang Youcai's point of view, this is not bad. Many old people and their sons and daughters-in-law cannot live together at all. Let alone living in a building, even if it is a yard, everyone lives in his own way. In my mind, I was yelling at each other all day long.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and the relationship between father-in-law and daughter-in-law are good only in very few families. Every family has its own difficulties. So Fang Youcai has already thought about it, try not to live with the young couple, as it is easy to have quarrels.

"Dad, go ahead. I have discussed it with Fang Yi. If you feel crowded, you can live with me, or the two of us can live there.

There is no heating in the village in the winter, and you are old, so it is inconvenient to have no one around you. If you miss the old house, come back when spring comes. "Yunmei stood at the door and persuaded with a smile.

"It's okay. There are so many neighbors in the village. I'll just chat with them. It's good." Fang Youcai felt warm after hearing what his daughter-in-law said. He could see that the other party really wanted him to go to the city to spend the winter.

"You'd better go live in the city. Fang Yi and I are going to my parents' house for a treat on New Year's Day. We told Xiaozhi, but he doesn't want to go. We can't leave him alone at home. School isn't on vacation yet. "Yunmei knows that Xiaozhi is the old man's favorite, so the old man will definitely be tempted by this.

"...Okay, I'll come back when you guys come back from the south." Fang Youcai thought that he couldn't let his grandson stay home alone, so he agreed.

Fang Yi secretly gave Yunmei a thumbs up. This new wife is indeed a businesswoman, with a lively mind and many ideas.

Tonight, the heater in Fang Mao's house was working extremely hard. The temperature in the living room could reach 25 or 6 degrees Celsius, making everyone sweat.

Fang Mao's daughter-in-law Zhao Cuixia brought in a stainless steel basin with seven or eight frozen persimmons in it, followed by Fang Mao's son Fang Anxin, who held four small iron bowls and a spoon in his hand.

"Xiao Zhi, get your aunt a bowl, one for each of us. This food is much better than popsicles." Zhao Cuixia put the frozen persimmons into the small iron bowl and handed it to Fang Anzhi. The latter transferred the small iron bowl to Yun Qiao.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Yun Qiao took the iron bowl with a smile.

"Thank you, they are all from my family. There are not many rare things in the house, and the frozen persimmons are enough. I will bring you some more before I leave tomorrow." Zhao Cuixia said with a smile.

The frozen persimmons in the iron bowl have been soaked in cold water. There is a layer of ice on the surface and the inside has melted. It is cool and refreshing. The taste is really beautiful when you take a bite.

Four people each had a bowl, chatting while eating, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.