Xia Yuan Lin Youxi followed Mei Fang to the Mei Fang’s ancestral house with her hands.
The Mei Fang family’s ancestral house is actually located in the Zhengjie City District of Baimei County. In addition to many business district shops, there are also many low-rise buildings. The ancestral house is among these buildings, in a relatively remote alley.
Mei Lijun in his previous life did not continue to be a civil servant, but chose to go into business and eventually lost money in business.
After that, the Mei Fang family sold their new house in the community and moved to the ancestral house with more convenient transportation. This was also the place where Mei Fang stayed the longest while she was a student in his previous life, so she would have a different relationship.
Mei Fang led Xia Yuanyouxi to this alley. As the demolition and reconstruction plan was gradually promoted, several small buildings nearby have now turned into ruins, and the three of them moved among the rubble.
“Here, this is my hometown.”
“Wow, A Fang, your ancestral house is not very small, it feels larger than my house.” Xia Yuan said in surprise, “I thought it would be that kind of tiled house.”
Mei Fang’s hometown is said to be an ancestral house, but in fact it was also converted from the old house before Grandpa Mei Fang’s death. It is a three-story building with its own yard.
Lin Youxi also observed the distance of the ancestral house, “But the nearby houses are relatively crowded, and the lighting is probably not very good…”
“This is a house built in the 1990s, and it was like this at that time.”
Mei Fang gently pushed open the iron door of the yard, and the rusty iron door that had been disrepair made a sound of branches.
“I feel like exploring in a haunted house.”
As soon as Lin Youxi finished speaking, Xia Yuan subconsciously hid behind Mei Fang, “Don’t scare me, Youxi!”
“It’s not as exaggerated as you said, just go in.”
Mei Fang took the key and opened the door of the cottage. The interior decoration was not simple, but it had a sense of old style of decoration at the beginning of the century.
As soon as Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi entered the room, they were attracted by the photo directly above the living room.
“Is this on the wall A Fang’s family portrait when he was a child? Where is A Fang?”
“I’ll take it down and show it to the friends…”
The family portrait is hanging with the family portrait of Grandpa Mei Fang’s generation. At that time, Mei Fang’s grandparents were still sitting in the middle, and then Mei Fang’s uncle, father Mei Lijun, and mother Xiang Xiaoxia.
Meiya was not born yet. Her cousin Xiao Meiyue, who was about 9 or 10 years old, was standing next to her grandmother, holding her in her arms. She was so small.
“A Fang was so cute when he was a child! How old were you?”
“I remember when I was about two or three years old, after all, my grandparents are still there.””Why are Jiji still exposed…”
Lin Youxi’s focus is always different, “Afang, why are you still wearing open-crotch pants at the age of 2?”
“Wow…really…”
“Don’t stare at strange places, you!”
Mei Fang pushed Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi upstairs, “Go to other rooms to take a look. My mother said that the things in the house were placed in the second floor room.”
Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi followed Mei Fang to one of the utility rooms, which were filled with all kinds of dusty debris. Xia Yuan caught a dilapidated baby walker at a glance, hurriedly ran over and squatted down to see, and then looked back at Mei Fang:
“This car was used by Afang when you were a child?”
This kind of walker is to put the baby in the car with a bib at the bottom so that he can maintain a standing and moving posture, so that he will not fall when walking in the walker.
“I don’t remember this…but I’ve put it here, surely.”
“This thing is so missed. I remember that I used such a walker when I was a child. It seems that this kind of walker is not popular at Xiaoya and the others. They play more of that kind of slider.”
“That’s not the same age, right… the slider must be played in kindergarten.”
At this time, Lin Youxi’s eyes fell in a small cardboard box, and she took out a thick stack of books from the cardboard box.
“These are the texts we taught in elementary school… and Afang’s homework book.”
The two girls started reading with Mei Fang’s homework book.
Xia Yuan smiled and said, “To be honest, Afang would write a lot of words when he was a child, and it was very good. Everyone was crooked at that time. When I was a Chinese class representative, I was very jealous, for fear that Afang would run for the position of the class representative with me.”
“You were still jealous of me…”
“At that time, I was a child, so of course I would have it. My mother often praised you in class, and I would also feel jealous.”