Fang Dajun shook his head. He did not accept all the memories of his former master. He lacked a lot of trivial matters. He just absorbed the most profound parts of his mind, such as Tang Dongmei, a former classmate who was secretly in love with, or the matter of stealing roses. Of course, he also absorbed basic common sense, such as knowing relatives around him.

Finally, there is the problem of habit instinct, which is deeply rooted, but these are just memories after all. Now it is him who dominates consciousness, but they are occasionally affected by habits.

This is like inertia. The bigger the weight, the stronger the inertia. After all, the former owner has more than ten years of deep memories, and it is also the crystallization of life. If Fang Dajun wants to get rid of these inertia, he can only rely on time to end the consciousness instinct caused by the previous memory.

This time is unsure. Maybe it will be next month, maybe it will take several years, or maybe it will last for a lifetime. The key is how strong his mood is to change his consciousness.

For example, the former owner was used to Fang Yan's care, and he himself liked this situation, so there was no need to make a strong change.

At this time, Fang Yan might also be worried that she would let her say something. Her brother found that her life experience was completely different from her. If her father knew that she had told her about it, she would not dare to imagine the consequences. Even if she was her biological child and her younger brother was not, it would still be impossible to replace her younger brother's position in her father's heart.

Then she talked about things in the school. High school is shorter than elementary school’s winter vacation, but there are more than 20 days. Generally speaking, school starts next year in a few days before the Lantern Festival, and the same is true for elementary school, which is still early before the final exam.

And there are still more than two months left for the Chinese New Year, so this will mainly talk about some learning situations.

Fang Dajun also calmed down and asked about his second sister's studies. If his second sister failed to get into college, she would have to face a choice. Either continue to repeat the school or stop studying, and the pressure of repeating the school will be very high.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at home. He carried his bicycle and hurried home. Fang Yan deliberately walked up to the front and arrived at home one step earlier than his younger brother. He wanted to hurry up and tell his parents what happened just now, but he didn't find a chance. His father was still in the brick factory and his mother arranged food in the kitchen.

When Fang Dajun walked to the edge of the dam, he saw two girls running out. The commune's primary school currently only has five days of classes, and the outside elementary school is six days. After all, the commune's situation is special, but it is estimated that after being divided into land, living conditions will be six days, and then there will be a big week, and the rest will be at the later double break. An evolutionary process is needed.

The eldest sister also walked out, her belly was bigger than before. Her complexion became much rosy and she gained a little weight, but the little bit of flesh that she grew back to her normal figure, she had lost a little weight before.

"Brother, hurry into the house and rest for a while." Fang Xiulan also felt sorry for her younger brother. She was raised in the same bed since she was a child and had a deep relationship.

"I'm not tired, I don't have to do my own work when I go to work." Only then did he remember that he needed to go to the commune and arranged a garment room. There were six students who had to go to the commune after the meeting.

I have to wait a while for the time to calculate the time. When my brother-in-law comes back, I’m talking about it. The students will not arrive at that time.

The smoke from the cooking stove is curling, and my mother is cooking. She usually uses a coal stove to steam rice, so she can be busy alone. Even if she uses a firewood stove, she can still be busy. However, the firewood must be made with wooden sticks. It will last for a long time to ensure the firepower in the pot. Otherwise, it will be too busy to cook and burn the firewood again. When the dishes are fried, the wooden sticks will generally not be burned.

At this time, it is burned into "charcoal", knocked down, put it in a jar, and covered tightly. Because the air is isolated, the charcoal will be extinguished immediately. When it cools down, it will be stored. When it is cold in winter, it will be placed in a pot and ignited it and placed in the house to keep warm. In later generations, charcoal will be basically only used for barbecue.

The eldest sister arranged her evening accommodation in advance, because her father and mother were coming to have dinner, so it was not easy to rush back to the shop in the town when it was late, so she would naturally stay here.

All the houses in the Fang family have seven rooms in total, two of which are kitchens. The farmhouse has a large stove and a large water tank. In addition, there is also a place where the other party’s firewood is needed, as well as places where coal and other things are piled up, so two rooms are generally needed.

There are five remaining rooms, one of which is a Tao (tang) house, which contains a large square table for eating, a cabinet for leftovers, a bench and chair for reception of guests, etc. This room will never be used to live in. Even the poorest families will prepare such a separate main hall.

Now there are only four rooms left. His parents live in one room. He lived in one room before. His second sister and two girls live in one room. There are two beds in the room.

The last room is a place where miscellaneous items are piled up, such as wooden cabinets that are not used for the time being, extra benches, farm tools, hoes, sickles, and baskets that are not used for the time being. But putting a bed in the corner is relatively the worst, and the furnishings are the most simple. There is no wooden stick to separate the tiles from the bed, which makes it look very empty and relatively colder.

Tonight, it became the same as last time. My brother-in-law went to the warehousing alone to sleep. My mother and father of Zhong slept in his previous bed. My eldest sister and second sister slept in, and he slept with two girls. This became. The fifth brother and brother slept in the same room, but there were two beds.

Fang Dajun was really afraid of this. It was normal for him to sleep with two girls. It was okay whether he had blood or not. After all, the age difference was there, but I was just worried. My second sister got into his bed in the middle of the night, just like last time, and that was a big deal. He could hold it back last time because he thought of blood relationships, but now it is basically certain that there is no such relationship, and the consequences.

He sighed, but he still had to say things, but he would not tell everyone. He just wanted to hear his father's opinions, and only his father's opinions were the most important. Just from the perspective of father's love, Fang Donghua did a very successful job.

Thinking of this, when he agreed to stay, he said hello to the brick factory, to see the factory and have time to talk to his father.

As he left, Fang Yan gritted his teeth and then went into the kitchen, wondering whether to tell his mother whether to tell her what happened, but in the end he just helped burn firewood and said nothing...

The brick factory was not far away, so he went straight to the venue. He met many villagers on the way. The matter about the clothing factory was very far away. Jiaoshan was also greatly affected. Fang Dajun also directly explained that he would give priority to recruiting workers from Jiaoshan. He was delayed for a while. When he arrived at the brick factory, the workers were also ready to finish work.

Making bricks is about working in bulk and patiently. Over time, people will not be able to withstand it, and it will be almost done until dark. There is no need to light the light to continue to turn on.

He was in a mood at this moment and had no intention of talking about the future with the workers. He just sent a cigarette, said a few words of scenes, and then called his father home.

Fang Donghua was very proud. His son was able to come to pick him up in person, which almost wiped his tears. Fang Donghua was very serious in the eyes of his daughters, but he was in a desperate situation when facing his son. This state of mind was only experienced by people in the old era.

The father and son walked together on the hill road, and they had to walk a slope to get home. When they were about to get home, Fang Dajun suddenly said, "Old man, I have something to tell you alone, let's go to the back of the house."

Fang Donghua was stunned for a moment, then nodded very simply.

Without alarming the family, the father and son went directly to the back of the house. The land on the mountain behind was in the shape of terraces, but it was irregular. The land behind was basically the same as the roof in front.

After walking up a while, it was far from the house. Fang Dajun then said, "Old man, I went to change my birth certificate today. I was just planning to change it to a few years older, so it would be convenient for managing the factory at that time. Who would have thought that I would find Teacher Cao in the end?"

Fang Donghua trembled all over and asked tremblingly, "Son, do you understand?"

Fang Dajun nodded and said things out. Maybe this moment was a bit cruel to his father, but he still wanted to say that after the conversation, he was still father and son, and his relationship was better than before, because he was not the original Fang Dajun. In his opinion, the relationship between father and son had nothing to do with blood.

"Old man, don't think too much. I am still your son, whether it is the past, now, or the future." Fang Dajun said firmly. Even if he found his parents in his previous life, he would only take care of him from the side and would not recognize his relatives. Not to mention whether he believed him or not, it would be unscientific in terms of age alone.

"Okay!" Fang Donghua couldn't help but shed tears. This was also what he was worried about. He was worried that his son would not recognize him as his father after he knew the truth.

Fang Dajun sent a cigarette and lit it for his father. Even though his father didn't smoke much, he now needed cigarettes to relieve his mood.

The father and son just squatted on the edge of the soil and smoked. It was almost dark, but the moon was coming out and he could still see the road clearly.

"Old man, although I am not your biological child, in my opinion, I am the biological child. Even if my biological parents are found in the future, I will not recognize them. My only surname is Fang (as was the same in my previous life). After my death, I will be buried in this area, and my roots will be rooted here."

"Okay, the old man is so happy to listen." Fang Donghua felt that he had not given his efforts for more than ten years. His son was far more sensible and filial than he thought. Good son, good son...

Fang Dajun took a deep breath of cigarette and said, "Old man, I want to hear your opinion. Do you think I should ask about the whereabouts of my biological mother and that sister. By the way, did you name her at the beginning?"

"Oh! I named a boy at that time, Fang Mingjun. I knew that I was born as a daughter, so I didn't have time to name it, just called Sanmei. I don't know how Sanmei has been living outside over the years. Your mother is also a pitiful person. She didn't say anything at that time, but life should be bad. I discussed with your mother at that time and forced all the money in the family to her.

If you look for it, you should look for it. If you should be filial, you should be filial. After all, she is your biological mother." Fang Donghua sighed.

But Fang Dajun said again, "I will be filial if I find it, but my real mother is cooking for me at home, and this will not change."

When Fang Donghua heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei. The knot of his heart that had been open for many years was now completely relieved, so he didn't have to worry about his son being snatched away one day.

But the matter was not over yet. Fang Dajun gritted his teeth and asked, "Old man, if I have a son in the future, can you also treat him as a grandson?" This is the point of the question. He must be clear about his father's real thoughts. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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