As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, he saw the door open, and his mother ran into the small courtyard with her little one to open the door. Not only did she see her mother's figure, but there were also two dog heads exposed at the door, not the round head and the flat head.
Who else could it be.
"Round head, flat head!" Fang Yi looked at the two dogs and shouted.
Yuan Tou and Bian Tou were looking at each other attentively. When they heard Fang Yi calling their names, they seemed to recognize that the voice came from their master, and immediately jumped down from the steps in the door, although they were slower than Yu Qin to go out.
, but it was much faster to get to the door. I grabbed the wood on the small door through the fence and made a whining sound. The wooden door was scratched by the claws of the two dogs.
Yu Qin arrived at the door at this time, reached out and patted Round Tou's head, and scolded: "Can your teeth move the iron door bolt?" After saying that, he pushed the dog's head away and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, the two dogs immediately raised their front paws and put them on Fang Yi's body. They stretched out their heads and wagged their tails while licking Fang Yi's hand. Fang Yi wanted to touch the dog's head twice, but he didn't.
Touch it.
Yu Qin looked at the round and flat heads and said with a smile: "I often watch you on the Internet, but now I see you in person, smell the smell, and see them happy!".
His mother's words made Fang Yi's nose sore for no reason, and he giggled and said, "Where's my dad?". Before he finished speaking, Fang Yi looked up and saw his father standing at the door of the house, with a serious look on his face.
Looking at himself with a smile, Fang Yi only called Dad and didn't know how to continue.
"Hurry up and come in," Fang Guohua said, looking at his son. Then he said to Yu Qin, "Heat the food, and the child and I will have two drinks!".
Fang Yi looked at his parents and asked, "Why haven't you eaten yet?" It's almost nine o'clock now. His parents haven't eaten yet because they are waiting for him to come back!
"Eat as soon as you come back. Let's eat these two things now." Yu Qin stretched out her hand to touch Bian Tou's head: "Enter the house." After saying that, she reached for the travel bag in Fang Yi's hand.
Fang Yi slung the bag over his shoulder and walked into the house with his arm around his mother's shoulders. When he got to the living room, he put the travel bag on his shoulder on the sofa and started to help his parents remove the dishes stuck on the plate on the table.
When the six dishes were opened, Fang Yi exclaimed in admiration and said: "They are all my favorites." The six dishes on the entire table were all meat dishes, and as for the green ones, they were all paired with each other, completely in line with the recipe.
As for Yi's food aesthetic, every meal must include meat, and the meat should be in large pieces. Each piece of meat on the plate is about half the size of a child's fist.
"Wash your hands first." Yu Qin watched her son reach out to a piece of meat. He immediately slapped Fang Yi's hand away and scolded him cheerfully. Naturally, the mother was very happy when her son praised her craftsmanship.
After washing his hands in the bathroom, Fang Yi sat back on the chair in the restaurant. As soon as his buttocks landed on the chair, the round head and the flat head came to Fang Yi's side and put their chins on Fang Yi's thighs.
.Lifting the four dogs, they looked longingly at their owners.
He looked down at the two dogs and asked his mother: "Mom, have you eaten the round head and the flat head?".
"How did they know that you came back today, and they don't understand that you eat on time every day? Your dad fed the two dogs once at six o'clock today, half a bowl of meat and some rice." Yu Qin looked at the two dogs
Dogs. With love and a bit of hatred: "These two dogs cost more than raising a baby."
Fang Yi heard two happy sounds, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his hand. Then he stretched out his hand and put it next to the round-headed dog's mouth. Watching the round-headed dog tilt its head, he bit the piece of meat and swallowed it.
I put it in my mouth and started chewing with my head shaking. The round head is naturally indispensable when it comes to the flat head. The next chopstick belongs to it.
It turned out that the two dogs had been staying in the studio. Didn't Wei Jin and others go to pick up Fang Yi? Moreover, they set off from Shicheng early in the morning, so Yu Qin naturally took the two dogs home.
Fang Yi was eating by himself while picking up vegetables for his parents. He also had to give the two dogs a little chew from time to time. It was a very busy meal.
Yu Qin looked at Fang Yi's happy face, but she was nagging her son about the misdeeds of the two dogs, how to eat good meat every meal, and if there was too much rice in the bowl to cover up the smell of the meat, it would definitely be a waste.
Choosing meat to eat, in short, the moral character of these two dogs is the same as that of my son Fang Yi.
The round-headed and flat-headed dogs are now very strong, thanks to the two wealthy painters Wei Jin and Tao Yong. Fang Yi heard about it more than once. Not only did the two feed well, but they also took care of them every day.
When Fang Yi was there, they would take a stroll once in the morning, noon and evening. When they didn't have time, they even hired a girl from Wang Hongqi's family to take care of Fang Yi's pet dog. They took good care of Fang Yi's dog, for fear of something going wrong
, it’s not easy to explain to my friend Fang Yi.
After finishing the meal, Fang Yi's pants were considered useless, and there were a lot of gravy on his thighs from the round and flat ones. During the meal, Yu Qin and Fang Guohua did not mention Bei at all.
Ronika, it was as if she had never known that Fang Yi had a girlfriend. Her parents knew that their son's girlfriend was gone, and it was a girl who broke up with her, so they were afraid that mentioning this name would make their son unhappy.
If she had made a phone call in the past, Yu Qin would have mentioned Beronica several times. She didn't know why she was hoping that Xiaobei's belly would suddenly grow bigger. It would be better to give birth to a grandson for herself today and tomorrow. Now call her
Not mentioning it, I just talked to Fang Yi about home affairs and advised my son to eat more vegetables and feed the dog less.
Fang Guohua put a piece of fish in his son's bowl: "Can I stay here for a month when I come back?".
"About this time," Fang Yi nodded and said.
"That's good, have you always lived at home?" Yu Qin asked quickly.
"Most of them live here, and sometimes they may live over there in the studio, but we don't have much time. Some friends want to have fun together," Fang Yi said. After saying that, he remembered something and said to his parents: "In a few days
In a few months, my house in Los Angeles will be ready.
"You should also quit your jobs and come live with me. My place is so beautiful." Then he began to persuade his parents to go to his new studio. Not to mention that the scenery and air elsewhere are better than here.
A lot of it, and it also comes with beautiful natural scenery.
Yu Qin was a little moved when she heard this. She looked at Fang Guohua. At this time, Fang Guohua had to take this idea.
Fang Guohua paused, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "I am only over fifty years old. So I will come to you to live in my old age? Then I will spend the rest of my life dealing with flowers and plants? I will retire in a few years.
If you mention this again, if you don't tell me then, your mother and I will also go and live there."
"Yes!" Yu Qin nodded after listening to Fang Guohua's words and said: "They all speak English over there. Your dad and I can't do this. If you have a grandson," he stopped talking as soon as he mentioned the word grandson.
Yu Qin muttered as he followed his lips, thinking that if he had some grandson, he could be more cheerful, so why would you do it alone?
After hearing this, Fang Yi laughed and said: "I will try my best to let you have a grandson as soon as possible. The last plan was a bit unsuccessful. Now that I have experience, I will find a more suitable one next time." Fang Yi was completely comforting.
My parents, in fact, really don’t know what kind of girl can live with me.
After hearing this, Yu Qin immediately smiled and nodded and said: "That's good, that's good!".
After dinner, it was naturally not Fang Yi's turn to clear the table. Even if Fang Yi wanted to help, his mother pushed him aside because of what he could do to help. In Yu Qin's eyes, it seemed that no matter how old Fang Yi was, no matter where he was.
What kind of reputation does he have outside? When he returns home, he is still the same son who breaks things as soon as he comes to the kitchen.
Fang Yi carried his bag and arrived at his room. Round Tou and Flat Tou were almost like two followers, following Fang Yi every step of the way. They followed Fang Yi into the room with their tails wagging.
After pushing the door open and turning on the switch on the wall, the room suddenly lit up. Fang Yi put his bag on the ground at the door and opened the door to look at his room.
Although this room is much larger than his previous room, the things inside have not changed, even the table that Fang Yi used for almost six or seven years has not been replaced. The general furnishings are also the layout of the old house. Against the wall
There is a wooden bed, and next to the window is a writing desk, with the textbooks Fang Yi used in high school neatly stacked on the desk.
After sitting on the chair, Fang Yi opened the drawer of the desk. There were all kinds of pencil sharpeners, leather and the like, just like when he left. The desk and every corner of the room were spotless, presumably.
My mother often comes over to clean.
Fang Yi took out an exercise book from the textbook on the table. Fang Yi flipped through it casually. On it, his own handwriting neatly wrote the steps to solve the problem. There were also some small sketches in some blank spaces.
There are pictures from teachers and classmates. Most of them were drawn by me in the first semester of my senior year in high school.
As soon as he stretched out his foot, he kicked a box. Fang Yi bent down and stretched out his hand to drag the box out. He moved his chair back a step or two and opened the lid of the carton. There were piles of things that Fang Yi had played with when he was a child.
A tin car with wheels off, a pack of glass balls, and a hand hook for rolling a hoop.
Fang Yi touched and looked at each item one by one. Whether he remembered it or not, every item was a memory of his childhood.
When Fang Yi was immersed in memories, he heard a clicking sound. He turned around and saw Yuan Tou lying on the ground, tilting his head and chewing on his car. The two dog paws of Flat Tou were also pressing down on it.
It is a small wooden pistol, but the flat head makes no sound when chewing wood. Now he is looking at the round head with his two dog eyes, stretching his head to look like he is ready to bite the thing that can make noise in his brother's mouth.
He flicked a finger on Round Tou's head: "Don't chew things up, you two prodigal things." As Fang Yi said this, he took the car and the small pistol from the two dogs' mouths.
After rescuing it, I threw the things I took out back into the box, closed the lid and pushed it under the desk.
Fang Yi rarely came to live in this room. When he moved, he lived in the studio. Yu Qin deliberately arranged this room to look like his son's original appearance. Although Fang Yi was not often around, and later went to Paris to study, he would not always be there. Accompanying the two of them, but every time they stand in this room, Yu Qin and Fang Guohua will think of their son's original appearance. It seems that they are waiting for the end of get out of class or when their son will open the door, rough and rough. He shouted loudly: I'm back.
Now this room is a memory for Fang Yi, but for Fang Guohua and his wife, it is not only a memory, but also a yearning for their son. When they were young, they looked at their naughty son and covered their foreheads, thinking about when this would happen.
You can only grow up by searching for things. When you grow up, go out and make such achievements, among the neighbors, it will give you and your wife a lot of face. But when you return home and the two of you look at each other, you will feel in your heart.
I feel both happy and disappointed, mixed with longing for my son who lives far away.
The young Fang Yi does not fully understand the thoughts of his parents. Only when you raise a child can you realize the kindness of your parents. Now how can Fang Yi understand the emotions of being a parent? A boy who is less than twenty-five years old, no matter how he lives his life as an art master
Experience is not enough either.
PS: There is another chapter in the evening, about 7:30 to 8:00