"Buzz..."
The surging sound shook the air and could be heard even on the fourth floor.
Pan Hui, who was cleaning the kitchen, paused for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.
A few minutes later.
The door opens.
"It makes such a loud noise every time. Can you go to the auto repair shop to make the sound quieter?"
Pan Hui put down the rag and walked out of the kitchen.
In the whole laid-off compound, many families now buy cars, but there is only one Maserati.
"Mom, I didn't modify it. This is the sound that comes from the factory. How can I change it."
Fang Qing closed the door and quickly noticed a sound on the table. Piles of gifts.
“Maotai, is it real or fake?”
“Girl, do you give fake gifts as gifts?”
“That’s not sure, the fake Maotai on the market is not "Little."
Fang Qing approached, picked up the wine and looked at it for a while. Of course, she was specialized in the art, and even if she had poems and books in her belly, she couldn't tell the truth from the false.
“Who gave it to me?”
She asked her mother curiously.
Giving Moutai as gifts is quite rare in their social class.
Pan Hui did not answer, but asked: "What was the result?"
Fang Qing put down her drink.
“There is little hope.”
Pan Hui seemed to have expected it, and glared at her daughter, "If you don't want to go, you can just say so."
Fang Qing, who had just come back from "applying for a job", looked aggrieved: "Mom, I will go if you ask me to go." What else do you want me to do?”
It has been a long time since she came back years ago, so the couple thought about finding a job for their daughter temporarily in Shacheng.
Salary is not important, at least the family can be together.
With Fang Qing’s academic qualifications and abilities, naturally many people helped introduce him.
Fang Qing couldn't stand her mother's constant teasing, so she went to meet a family today.
"You went, but all you left was a body."
Fang Qing was speechless, and then couldn't help laughing, "Mom, what do you mean by that?"
"If you were sincere, would you drive there?"
"What does it have to do with me driving?"
Fang Qing looked confused.
“How can anyone have the confidence to accept you when you drive a car like this?”
Although she is the most ordinary housewife, Pan Hui is still quite smart, otherwise she would not be able to educate her. A daughter like Fang Qing.
Fang Qing was immediately speechless.
Indeed.
In a small city like Shacheng, Maserati plays an important role.
“When I went there, I parked my car in the underground garage, and no one saw me driving anything.”
Pan Hui didn’t listen to her excuse, “Although in Shacheng, the salary is She’s not that tall, but it’s nice to be with her parents, isn’t it?”
As a traditional Chinese woman, she still has conservative views. Although she is proud of her daughter, in fact, Pan Hui still feels that girls are not good enough. Need to work too hard.
More important.
As a parent, who doesn’t want their children to be with them if possible.
"Mom, aren't I staying with you now?"
Of course Fang Qing could understand her mother's mood and held her mother's hand.
"I am with you now, but I don't know when I will fly away again."
Pan Hui sighed.
Fang Qing smiled and was about to say something when Pan Hui patted her hand and said, "Go find your dad."
"Where is my dad?"
< br>Fang Qing was about to ask.
"Your dad said he would add food himself in the evening, so he went fishing. It should be right next to the city wall, probably the same place he often took you to when you were a kid."
"Is he alone? ?”
"How can a person have such patience?"
Pan Hui winked at the Maotai on the table.
Fang Qing was stunned and couldn't help asking again: "With whom?" "You'll know when you go there."
Pan Hui still didn't say, It actually sold out.
Fang Qing smiled helplessly and did not ask any further questions.
"Then let me go and have a look."
"Go."
Fang Qing went out and did not drive again. After all, it was only a few minutes' walk from the city gate. Moreover, cars could not drive into the area where her father took her fishing when she was a child.
She, the daughter of the Fang family, is now a real celebrity in the compound. She enjoys star treatment. On the way out of the compound, everyone she meets has to look at her.
Walking out of the city gate, the lawn beside the moat that was used as a playground in childhood has changed.
Every summer when I was a child, this lawn would always be filled with adults holding straw mats to enjoy the shade.
The children rocked the hanging basket, or chased and played.
Every night at that time, the sky was full of people, laughter and laughter under the stars.
Unfortunately, in order to promote tourism construction, the city walls have been extensively repaired, and the lawns have been planted with various flowers and green plants. It is no longer possible to spread out mats to enjoy the cool air.
Of course.
As a generation ages and a generation grows up, there are fewer and fewer people in the ancient city. Most of the young people go to big cities to work hard. The once bustling scene is destined to only become a memory.
Fang Qing walked along the outside of the city wall, stepping on the stone road, toward the north gate.
“Ding ding ding…”
From time to time, tourist bicycles pass by, reminding passers-by to give way.
After walking about eight or nine hundred meters, Fang Qing caught a glimpse of her father in a patch of reeds.
Except for the father.
There is a guy next to me.
“Your skills are basically insulated from fishing in this life.”
The two of them were not fishing.
Fang Weiguo complained while sitting on a stool and working. The fishing rod was placed on the ground. As expected, the fishing line should be tangled.
"Uncle Fang, didn't I do everything you taught me?"
Probably the culprit who caused the fishing line to get knotted whispered to himself.
"Did I teach you to throw like that? When you were a kid, you often came to see me and your dad fishing. Why didn't you learn any experience?"
"Uncle Fang, at that time I just Went to elementary school? Don’t you remember?”
Someone is arguing with reason and is well-founded.
Fang Qing, who had just arrived, watched the two men, one large and one small, bickering and smiled silently.
"I'll do it."
"No, I'll do it myself."
Fang Weiguo immediately refused, probably because he was worried that he would become more involved and become more chaotic.
"Uncle Fang, you believe me..."
Someone is very enthusiastic.
"You should take a break."
"Did you catch any fish?"
While the two were pulling each other, Fang Qing approached.
Fang Weiguo turned his head, saw his daughter, and immediately began to complain, "Oh, forget it, I fished well, this kid had to let me teach him, and the result was good, he tied the fishing line directly with one rod."
"Uncle Fang, what you said is unreasonable. Don't you have to teach me?"
The other party immediately argued, and both sides insisted on their own opinions.
"Dad, with your fishing skills, you'd better not mislead others. You have this fishing rod at home. I'm afraid you haven't used it for more than ten years, right?"
Fang Qing is still objective and fair.
“Girl, your elbows are turned outward, right?”
Fang Weiguo smiled helplessly.
"Uncle Fang, Fang Qing's profession requires her to tell the truth."
Before anyone could gloat about his misfortune, Fang Qing's eyes had already moved to his face.
“Fishing is a sport that ordinary people can’t learn. You may never have a chance in this life.”
Jiang Chen was embarrassed.
“Haha.”
It was Fang Weiguo’s turn to laugh heartily. (End of this chapter)