The leisurely life of rebirth

"Haha... That's right. It seems that Nan Nan has not forgotten his roots after staying abroad for several years!" Mr. Lin was very pleased and satisfied with her words.

"Hehe... of course." Fang Monan said proudly.

"Dayan, Dayan." Dad shouted, "Your daughter had a great harvest today. She caught two giant turtles and a fish weighing five kilograms."

"Ah! You kid, you didn't say anything about going fishing, so that we can find this one easily." Mom walked over and scolded Fang Monan.

"I forgot, I will tell you next time." Fang Monan raised his hand to apologize and promised not to make such mistakes again.[

"It's good to know. Let me see the fish you caught." My mother saw the fish jumping in the bucket with great interest. "Zhengping! I finally saw someone catching a fish, and it was my daughter." She and Yourong said.

He said awkwardly. Then he shouted at the foot of the mountain, "Nannan has been found."

Soon I saw the fat man running up panting, sweating profusely in the middle of winter, "I just said it's okay! I can still lose it in my own place." Then I saw several other people helping to find it.

Fang Monan felt embarrassed that everyone had to work so hard to find themselves, and said: "I'm so sorry, I will say hello to you in the future."

"I'll make dinner." Fang Monan said proactively, "How about we just eat this." She pointed to her father's bucket.

"Yeah! I caught a fish." Everyone looked surprised. They had been working here for so long and occasionally saw people catching fish. They were all small and pitiful. They had never seen such a big fish, so it was very rare.

"Good boy! You're so big." No wonder! It's been growing for several years.

Dinner was astragalus, wolfberry, turtle soup, and fish dumplings. The fillings of the dumplings were made by Fang Monan, with a little pork, chicken, and leeks picked in the greenhouse. The noodles were made by grandma. After everything was ready, everyone sat around.

Make dumplings together.

The atmosphere was so lively that it was almost time for the Chinese New Year. After dinner, Mr. Lin checked to see if Fang Monan had been lazy in the past few years. He asked her to play the erhu first. Now, Monan was dumbfounded. She had already thrown this aside in the past three years since she had been out.

"I won't show off my ability at this level. You know I'm busy running between hospitals and schools this year. I don't have any time in the United States. Besides, it's Xiaobei who studies music, okay?"

Mom pulled Fang Monan's arm and whispered in her ear: "If you are asked to pull, you will pull. You don't know you are not here. How lonely we are. If we can't pull to make us happy, it's not necessary."

It has to be played well."

"Okay... where is the erhu?" Fang Monan understood what his mother meant and quickly asked.

"Here it is!" The fat man handed it over.

Because Fang Monan had not played the erhu for a long time, he was a little unwieldy for a while. The stumbling sound was like a magic sound piercing the ears, which made everyone frown and look like they were enduring it. After a while, he gradually got better. After all, Fang Monan

The foundation is there. When thinking about what to play, I remembered that I had listened to Mobei's composition many times. In order to compose the lyrics, I was very familiar with it. One after another, it got better and better. Fang Monan also joined.

I heard the lyrics, but Grandma Liang, Fat Aunt, Fat Uncle, and Grandma couldn’t understand the English lyrics.

Mom and Dad are also half-assed, and only Mr. Lin savors it carefully as if listening to his mother tongue. "Nanny, you must have filled in this word!"

"How did you hear it? You have really sharp eyes." Fang Monan put down his erhu and said in admiration.

"It smells like you, very similar to your personality." Mr. Lin commented, "Not bad, in line with European and American tastes. It seems that I have relaxed a lot these days."

"Really! Without your tightening spell, I feel a little relaxed." Fang Monan said calmly, the subtext was very clear, I hope you will continue to encourage me.

"Okay, I just came back and the New Year is coming soon. Let's talk after the New Year." Mr. Lin happily accepted her knowledge. Then he continued to talk about ancient times. Fang Monan and the others had not changed since they left.

After staying here for one night, they all returned to the old street and old house. Fang Monan took off his shoes and got on the heated kang. He was so comfortable that he didn't want to move. "It's warm now, and I'm not afraid of the cold." Although the farm house

There is also heating, but the room is too big, lacks popularity, looks empty, and cleaning is very tiring. It still feels like an old house to her, but if she wants to escape the summer heat, it is better to go to the farm.

It seems like the days have returned to the past. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Mr. Lin's requirements are not that high. However, Fang Monan's life is still fully arranged, and the only students at night are her and her father.

Dad couldn't sit still during the day, writing down all his experiences and insights about going out these days, or he would still ride the old bicycle and go around the streets for "private visits" in private. Mom also had to go to the Bureau of Culture and Education

I go to work as the deputy director of the office, and my work is easy and comfortable, but I still can't be absent, late, or leave early. As a leader, do you have to lead by example?

Mr. Lin still teaches in an open style, but most of the books are traditional books. The things left by the ancestors become more interesting the more you read them, and everyone has their own experience based on their own perceptions.[

Whenever Mr. Lin finished his lecture, Fang Monan would chat with his grandma and the others and watch gossipy TV series. Nowadays, the TV programs are a little richer, and his father would chat with Mr. Lin in the back room.

"Hey! You said that in this TV series, from the first episode to the last episode, the bad guy always lives in a golden house, eats delicacies, and enjoys the whole show. Only in the last episode does he become down and out of luck; the good guy lives in a thatched house and eats

Nangyancai, wearing scanty clothes, only became glamorous in the last episode. You said it is better to be a good person! Or to be a bad guy!" Fang Monan muttered with emotion, when he was a child

When watching TV dramas like this, I always share the joy and sorrow of the protagonist. As I grow older, I realize that reality is so cruel. This is not sincere to teach children a bad lesson!

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where are your moral values? Who would be willing to be a bad person if there are good people who don't do it?" Her mother knocked on her head, "Cheng Tianjie, what are you trying to figure out?"

"I didn't think about it! Isn't this what was shown on TV?" Fang Monan shrugged innocently and pointed at the TV.

"Silly boy, you are so handsome!" Mr. Lin came out after hearing their discussion and sat on the sofa. "Good people and bad people are all relative. There are no pure people in this world." "Everyone thinks they are themselves.

If you are a good person, you think you are a good person, and the things you do are good things; people who are inconsistent with your own ideas are bad people, and if others do something you don’t like, it is a bad thing. Buddha often said: "People

People must be equal and things must be done fairly.”

In reality, people are divided into three, six, and nine grades regardless of intention or intention. As long as people can achieve reasonable justice, they will be Amitabha. Absolute justice and fairness are impossible. If everyone is equal, everything will be equal.

If it were fair, the world would have become a paradise, and everyone would have become a Buddha."

"The difference between good people and bad people lies in principles. If a person has principles, I think he is not worthy of trust. No matter how nice his words are, how elegant his behavior is, and how kind his appearance is, these are not good people." Dad said,

Mr. Lin smiled and nodded, and his father continued: "People always have to do something meaningful when they are alive. As long as they are ashamed of their conscience and feel at ease."

Fang Monan was just sighing for a moment, never expecting that it would lead to a long discussion from them. Then the county video was played on TV. At that time, every Chinese New Year, the county or city would play Taiwan or Hong Kong TV series video tapes all night.

After four episodes, it was really enjoyable to watch and extremely popular.

In today's Qiong Yao drama, Dad and Mr. Lin looked at the scene and walked away. Fang Monan asked curiously: "Dad and Grandpa don't change their minds either."

"Don't look at it. There is nothing good about this kind of love. They all support the intervention of a third party and oppose the wretched wife. They believe that love is the highest, and no ethics or morality can compare with it. A couple who has been married for decades cannot compare with a moment of vigorous love.

, even abandoning family and responsibilities, misleading the audience's world view with a very naive concept. Moreover, in her TV series, the person who loves is supreme, and everyone must make way for it.

Service has affected and hurt many innocent people around me, and then a "I'm sorry" will wipe everything away. It's not childish!" Dad paused and continued: "Love! Love! Can be eaten or used as food.

Drink, I think they all have enough to eat. If they don’t have enough to eat, don’t wear warm clothes, and are still worried about survival, how can they have the time to fall in love in the United States?” He continued: “I feel deeply now.

I wonder if the screenwriter is from a third party."

"Ahem..." Fang Monan was cracking melon seeds and was stunned by his remarks.

"This kid can get stuck even if he eats a melon seed. You're so careless." Her mother patted her on the back, and her grandma quickly handed over the tea cup, "Drink your water, please."

Fang Monan took a big sip from the tea cup and took a deep breath. She was very obsessed with those TV series when she was a child, and she shed many cheap tears for the protagonists. These bloody dramas filled the hazy youthful years of several generations, and they were on the journey.

After reading it again after entering the society, I realized that reality is cruel. I found that the plot and dialogue of the original novel were really bloody. I found that the protagonists in the novel were very powerful and had delusions of persecution. They were so blind that they thought they were the most pitiable in the world.

why everyone

Why should I embarrass my poor self? I became a mistress because I "couldn't help myself." Being discovered by the male protagonist's first wife was like turning on the faucet and weeping like tears, as if you were the victim. Oh, yes, you have him.

Yeah, I just want to be young so I can see him, so why do you have to make things difficult for me? What a funny person, funny plot. Those protagonists are so stupid, they are willing to sacrifice everything for love, including their family

The Saint of Love.(To be continued)