The family members have returned one after another these two days. Fang Chi went out two or three times a day to pick up people, and the boy ran back and forth with him excitedly.

Grandpa and grandma are the busiest, arrange food and accommodation, and work hard on the New Year's meals. If Fang Chi and Fang Hui quarrel, grandma will have to be busy driving them away.

However, Fang Chi was not very excited this year. On the one hand, he was not at ease with something, and on the other hand, he felt sorry for his grandparents who had something to do and had to suppress him. So when Fang Hui gave his speech as usual, only Hu Ying was very excited and kept choking him.

Thirty-season was the same rule that day. The whole family got up early in the morning, and they were messing around in a mess, working, causing trouble, and making fun of cats and dogs.

Fang Chi stayed in the house for a while, and when his relatives started to talk about their girlfriends in college, he got up and went to the kitchen.

"You take a piece of this," Grandpa was holding a small medicine box in his hand and was peeling the pills and putting them into grandma's mouth, "It's quite refreshing."

"Ginseng tablets?" Fang Chi smelled the ecstasy smell of ginseng lozeng tablets in various meat fragrances.

"Yeah," Grandpa nodded, "It's quite refreshing."

Fang Chi felt very distressed when he heard this. These days, my grandparents didn't sleep well, so my grandmother lay in bed and was in a daze. My grandmother often smoked in the living room in the middle of the night. Even the kid was affected by the atmosphere at home, and he didn't go to the next village to play with friends for a few days.

"Is there anything I can help?" Fang Chi asked, "I have nothing to do when I'm idle, why don't I help my grandma cut the bones."

"The bones are cut off, and now it's already, and there's nothing to do," said grandma, "why do you help me wash the vegetables."

"Okay," Fang Chi immediately took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves to prepare to wash vegetables. When he turned around, he saw the ginseng slice box next to the vegetable bowl. He was stunned, "Where did this ginseng slice come from?"

"Oh, Grandpa Zhang gave it to me," Grandpa said, "It was your Uncle Zhang who respected them."

Fang Chi didn't say anything.

Uncle Zhang, a middle-aged uncle who has lived in the countryside for decades, could he want to buy ginseng tablets for Grandpa Zhang and his wife? Moreover, this ginseng tablet... Fang Chi looks very familiar, and it is all in English, and it is not the ones that can be bought in pharmacies in normal times.

This is what Sun Wenqu brought.

Or it was Sun Wenqu brought it from Ma Liang.

Fang Chi washed a large basket of vegetables and helped grandma cut them all out, then left the kitchen, avoided a large group of relatives who were chatting in the house, and walked around to the backyard.

Grandpa was standing next to the wood pile in the backyard with his kid.

"It's so strong, don't stand here." Fang Chi walked to him.

"Your grandma always wants to clear all these things and make a free time to make a fish pond," Grandpa pointed at the firewood and debris piled up in the backyard with his pipe. "I think I'll clear it up and make a pond when it's warmer in the spring."

"Do you raise koi?" Fang Chi asked.

"Can koi be eaten?" Grandpa also asked.

"...That's the kind of ornamental fish, white and golden flowers." Fang Chi smiled.

"That kind, I know that kind," Grandpa thought for a while, "I didn't really ask what fish your grandma wants to raise. Maybe she really wants to raise some ornamental fish to see?"

Fang Chi smiled: "I think it's pretty good. Grandpa, you can plant some flowers and grass in the backyard, and you don't need a flower pot. Just make a few tires and put them on the soil. It's so beautiful to open a yard of flowers."

This is what Sun Wenqu once said to him on the rooftop. He had imagined it countless times in his mind.

"What flowers are planted?" Grandpa asked.

"Lily of the valley? And hyacinth." Fang Chi said suddenly, feeling a little embarrassed, lowered his head and rubbed his nose.

"Shuiqu really likes flowers and plants, right?" Grandpa looked at him.

"Well, but I... I like it too." Fang Chi said a little unconfident. He had never picked grass since he was a child, and he couldn't call it any of the wild flowers in the mountains. Now he even said that he likes flowers and plants, but it sounds very fake.

Grandpa smiled and said nothing.

"Have you guys blow enough?" My mother opened the door and poked her head out of the room. "Get into the room and cook some noodles later."

"Okay, I'll go cook noodles." Grandpa smiled and turned around and walked into the house.

"Grandpa," Fang Chi whispered behind him, and asked hesitantly, "Has the canal been here?"

"Hmm?" Grandpa turned around.

"That ginseng piece is imported," said Fang Chi, "that was brought from the canal, right?"

Grandpa paused, then sighed: "He brought it."

Fang Chi was just a guess and was not 100% sure. When he heard his grandfather’s answer, he was completely wrapped in wondering whether he was surprised, excited or something else. He couldn’t control his tone: “Have he been here?”

Grandpa turned around and looked at him and nodded: "I've been here a few days ago."

"Grandpa," Fang Chi stepped forward and grabbed Grandpa's arm, "Tell me, what's going on? Why did he come! Why did he come?"

Sun Wenqu has been home for two days, and he almost always has cats in his bedroom every day.

Speaking of which, he was a little unfamiliar with this bedroom. After moving into this house, the bedroom was decorated and arranged according to his requirements, but after it was done, he almost didn't live at home. This room was even less familiar to him than the small house in the grandparents' house.

There are a few pieces of pottery, cups and pen holders on the table, all of which are very rough and clumsy, simple and simple.

This is the earliest "work" made by Sun Wenqu, which makes many people feel that the son of master Sun Zhengzhi is indeed born to be the "works of Tao Tiancai."

Sun Wenqu no longer remembers his mentality and thoughts when he made these things. He has never looked back at these things for so many years, let alone carefully savored them.

Now he calmed down and sat on the chair and faced these pieces of pottery, he suddenly had some inspiration.

The simplest idea he wanted at the beginning, which was later worn out by the entanglement between time and his father.

Sun Wenqu supported his forehead with his fingers and turned his head to stare at Tao on the table.

Speaking of which, according to his current experience and vision, these things are indeed spiritual.

Although he was a little boasted about this, this was indeed his real feeling. His thoughts back then were really a bit surprising.

He took his cell phone and called Ma Liang: "I have some new ideas about the new series."

"What, what?" Ma Liang was chopping dumpling stuffing, and there were many talking and laughing sounds.

"Let's meet in two days," Sun Wenqu said, "Do you still remember the little ragged things I made before?"

"Is it the group you named "Chu"?" asked Ma Liang.

"Ryozi, you really deserve to be my brother," Sun Wenqu tsk, "I have forgotten that I have such a name."

"I can remember a lot of things," Ma Liang said with a smile, "I still remember the second sister's military training pants, trousers, and opening the thread."

"You have the will to say in front of her." Sun Wenqu was happy.

"No, dare." Ma Liang said.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'll call me when you have time and let's talk." Sun Wenqu said.

"good."

Today, Ma Liang took his wife and his parents to celebrate the New Year with his grandparents. The whole family was very lively. Listening to the laughter and joy on the phone, Sun Wenqu remembered the scene of celebrating the New Year at Fang Chi's house.

It was also very lively, laughing and making noise, making people feel pain in their brains, but it felt like they were having the New Year.

In contrast, Sun Wenqu listened to the movements at his home. His father was in the study, and his mother and his elder sister and second sister were chatting in the living room downstairs, as quiet as if they were having some formal talks.

The nanny will go home in a while and has prepared simple cold dishes in the kitchen. In the evening, the hotel will deliver his New Year's Eve dinner to the door.

This year, there is not even a little fireworks.

Noble and deserted.

Fang Chi called him in the morning and said that the family was full of people, and he was almost tinnitus when he was making trouble. Since then, he has not contacted him again.

Sun Wenqu tsk, he could imagine Fang Chi's current appearance, and was not very at ease, but he was still a little excited because of the New Year atmosphere. He helped his grandparents go in and out, and said a few words to Hu Yingnu from time to time. As for Fang Hui, Sun Wenqu felt that he might not be in the mood to quarrel with Fang Hui.

Of course, it is also possible to beat Fang Hui up in anger.

Someone knocked on the door of Sun Wenqu’s bedroom a few times. Sun Wenqu responded and said that there was no lock, but no one came in.

He hesitated for a moment, got up and opened the door, but no one was seen outside the door.

Sun Wenqu sighed and reluctantly went downstairs. The meeting between the five people downstairs turned into six people. My father came down and was sitting upright on the sofa.

"I thought you had to start a meal before you came down," Sun Yao said, "Have you recovered from illness?"

"No problem, the doctor has not prescribed medicine." Sun Wenqu said, and sat down the stairs and nestled in the corner of the sofa, putting his legs on the coffee table.

"Hey, I brought you some nutritional supplements, and I don't know what they are. They all enhance immunity anyway," Sun Jiayue pointed to the pile of boxes next to the table, "Look at it, what else can strengthen the aphrodisiac and nourish the kidney..."

My father frowned and looked up at Sun Jiayue. Sun Jiayue smiled indifferently and said, "I couldn't use it for Guanshan before, but now I can make up for it."

"Yes." Sun Wenqu smiled and responded.

"No serious!" Sun Yao said.

"It's serious enough. If we don't have me," Sun Jiayue looked at the people in the house. "Those who have not known this year can think that something has happened to our family..."

"Jiayue!" My mother frowned and patted her, "Can you change the problem of your mouth and everything."

"I won't change it anymore," Sun Jiayue leaned on her husband, "Anyway, he doesn't care about this person who will live with me for the rest of his life."

"I'm too lazy to say it." My second brother-in-law smiled.

"Lu Cheng, you are too spoiled with her. No one could care about her before, but now you are married yet no one is taking care of her." My mother sighed.

"It's pretty good, I can stand it." My second brother-in-law smiled and took a sip of tea.

"It's good for them to do this," said Sun Yao. "I'm happy with myself, and I don't have to worry about anything about my family."

"I'll leave this annoying job that worries about family affairs to you and your elder brother-in-law," Sun Jiayue peeled a candy and ate it. "It's good that you two are busy."

My mother turned around and looked at Sun Wenqu who had been silent next to her: "Yunqu, how many more days are you staying at home this time?"
To be continued...