Extraordinary Years Along Yellow River/C273 Are You Still Brothers?
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C273 Are You Still Brothers?

A few days later, the temporary joy brought by the return of Fan Civilization and his wife had not completely dissipated when a huge family dispute arose. In the beginning, this dispute was initiated by Fan Wengong.

The younger brother had suddenly returned to his hometown. He was slightly surprised by the security and also worried about Fan Wengong. He secretly thought that Fan Wengong had come back with a good reason on the surface to help Fan Xuehua accept the challenge of the Huang father and son, but in fact, who could explain it clearly?

This youngest brother had never loved farming since he was young. He did not like to study either. He was the glib, slovenly, and dislikeable Liuzi in the countryside. This kind of person, in Daan, was called "Chain Iron. " It meant that it was useless.

Therefore, Fan Wenming was not welcomed by his parents at home. His relationship with his three brothers had always been very bad. Until these few years, he had been doing well in Shenzhen. Like a person, the relationship between brothers gradually became harmonious.

Fan Civilization The night the couple returned to the Fan family, Fan Wengong heard the news and went to the Fan family's old house. He surrounded the stove and chatted with his parents and siblings for the whole night. The atmosphere was also very harmonious.

However, when he heard his elder daughter Fan Caixia say that Fan Wengong had ulterior motives and wanted to take over his father's riverbed, he was extremely wary of his younger brother.

Fan Caixia had accidentally heard this news from her fourth aunt, Chen Jiahui. As it was Chen Jiahui's first time visiting her mother-in-law's house, she had brought many gifts with her and each person received one. The gift she gave Fan Caixia was a dress with a pale yellow color. It was very beautiful. It was more than 400 yuan.

Fan Caixia was very happy to receive her fourth aunt's gift. She talked about how she had worked at Ulrich under her fourth uncle's introduction. In the conversation, there was also a faint dissatisfaction towards her father, Fan Wengong.

After the New Year, she still wanted to work in the south, but her father's firm attitude stopped her. Her arms could not resist her thighs, so she had no choice but to stay at the Fan household. Now, she was engaged to Song Zhantao, the agricultural technician of Mei Tanxiang, so she could only stay at home.

Fan Caixia had worked at Ou Lige before and had the same topic as Chen Jiahui. The two of them had a lot of affinity with each other. They chatted for an entire afternoon without realizing it.

They talked about their future plans. Fan Caixia said that by planting cinnamon in the river, one could earn a lot of money a year. It was much better than working. She also said that she would get married next year and that she could not run around anymore.

At this moment, Chen Jiahui's eyes revealed a trace of envy. She said, "If I had such a large piece of land, how good would that be?" Then, she said, "Ask your fourth uncle to also contract a piece of land and plant the Flesh Cirilla Rong to earn money. "

As the saying went, those who spoke were not interested in listening. That night, when Fan Caixia returned home, she told Chen Jiahui's words to her father, which immediately caused Fan Wengong to worry. Could it be that her brother had also come back this time to take over her father's riverside land?

Originally, according to Fan Wengong's intentions, after the New Year, he would use the excuse that his father and mother were old and needed to rest well. He would think of ways to mobilize his father to give up the riverside land and let Fan Caixia plant the Flesh Cistanza Rong.

Furthermore, His brother Fan Wengong was now mentally ill and was in the hospital for treatment. As for when he would recover, it was hard to say. Of course, this also gave him a very rare opportunity to occupy this piece of land.

Unexpectedly, Fan Wengong suddenly came back with his wife. It disrupted Fan Wengong's plan in an instant, which gave him a strong sense of crisis. He secretly thought that the real purpose of his brother's return was to compete with him for this piece of land.

After some nervous thinking, he decided to make the first move. Before Fan Wengong opened his mouth, he would block his mouth first and cause a phenomenon that his father had agreed to let him grow the land of the river bank.

Therefore, taking advantage of the good weather after the snow, Fan Wengong woke up early in the morning with his wife and children. They went to the riverbank and started to level the land. When they met someone, they would say that next spring, he would plant large amounts of cinnamon in the riverbank.

After hearing the news that his second son had started to level up the riverbank, Fan Youmin did not immediately lose his temper. Instead, he sat on the hot stove bed and smoked with a calm expression. He fell into deep thought.

This action of his second son was already within his expectations. However, what he did not expect was that Fan Wengong actually made a move in advance. Moreover, on the third day after his youngest son, Fan Wengong, made a swift move.

A few months ago, during the engagement ceremony of his eldest granddaughter, Fan Caixia, Fan Wenbin and Fan Wengong's two sons showed strong intentions of occupying the riverbank. Fan Youmin rejected them on the spot.

The reason why he did this was because he did not want to cause conflict between his sons for the sake of this piece of land while he was alive, and cause the heart-wrenching consequences of father and son turning against each other, making the Li family and even the entire village stand by the side and watch coldly as a joke.

At this moment, seeing the man's cold and indifferent attitude, Wang Fang was a little anxious and couldn't help but say, "Now, if you and I are still alive, our brothers will become enemies. If one day we die, we still don't know what their brothers will become like?

"Go ahead and cause trouble, let them cause trouble. " Fan Youmin spat out a mouthful of smoke. He looked at his wife and said coldly, "Only by fighting with the Li family can you be considered capable. You call yourself capable when it comes to creating trouble between your own brothers?

In his deep memories, his father, Fan Zhengkun, paid a lot of attention to brotherhood. He would rather suffer a small loss than destroy the rare brotherhood. Thus, a large group of loyal brothers gathered around him, willing to work for him.

At the beginning of the two banks of the Yellow River, Fan Zhengkun's uncle, Fan Tingfu, was a man who had climbed out of a pile of dead people after experiencing countless bloody battles. He was also a fierce figure who had some martial arts skills.

I nodded my head and said, Okay, I'll go with you then. I'll go with you then. I'll go with you then. Okay, okay. I'll go with you then. I'll go with you then. I'll go with you then, said Lin Wan Er as she smiled and said, Okay, I'll go with you. I'll go with you then. I'll go with you then, and then I'll go with you. I'll go with you. I'll go with you then. Later on, when one of the battles failed, he took advantage of the chaos to escape and wander around Sichuan to join the older brother guild.

Then, he returned to his hometown, Daan, scattered the gold and silver, and recruited many disciples. He became the leader of the Big Brother Association on both sides of the Yellow River, and thus established the Fan Family's social status in Daan.

It could be said that at this time, Fan Ting was rich, wealthy, and influential. No one dared to provoke him. However, even such a person had a regret in his heart. He only had four daughters and no sons.

Therefore, he treated his younger brother Fan Tinggui's only son, Fan Zhengkun, as his successor and tried his best to nurture him. Fan Zhengkun was also a natural leader in the martial arts world. Ever since he joined the older brother's association, he quickly won the sincere support of many brothers by relying on his shrewdness.

Although Fan Zhengkun was very young, he was only in his twenties. However, he was a scheming person. He was even more charismatic than Fan Tingfu, the older generation. Sometimes, Fan Tingfu was also shocked by what he saw, and he felt that he was inferior.

It was precisely because his father, Fan Zhengkun, had such capabilities that he could win over the hearts of people and live in the world. He did it flawlessly in every aspect, so Fan Tingfu willingly gave up his elder brother's seat as the leader of the association, allowing his nephew to push the foundation of the Fan family to the peak of history.

Thinking of the upright and upright things that the old ancestors did and looking at Fan Wengong's brothers, Fan Youmin could not help but sigh deeply. He thought to himself that the people of the Fan family were getting worse and worse with each generation.

At the same time, he made up his mind. Facing the bright light, he went to the riverside and wanted to say something to Fan Wengong.

The field after the snow seemed very empty, and under the sunlight, it seemed very pure. At a glance, one could see the temple on the summit of the Black Orchid Mountain to the south of the Yellow River, and could even see further and further.

"Gongzi, why are you doing this?" Standing on the ground, Fan Youmin's face was very calm. He called out his son's name and asked indifferently. "I contracted this riverside land. "

It was early in the morning and the weather was so cold. Seeing his father with his hands behind his back, he slowly walked to the field. Fan Wengong immediately understood. His father received the news and came to settle accounts with him.

However, he had long been mentally prepared. Furthermore, he had devised two countermeasures. If his father did not ask, then everything would be fine, and the matter would be left unsettled. If he were to ask, Fan Wengong naturally had many things to say to his father.

His mother had four brothers, and his eldest brother, Fan Wenbin, was the famous boss of Daan County. His third brother, Fan Wenlin, was a government official, and his fourth brother, Fan Wenming, had not suffered for a day. After graduating from junior high school, he went to the south. He was the only one who worked in the family, farming, and serving the elderly. He had suffered a lot.

Sometimes, when he slowly thought of the past, he felt very wronged. However, when he thought about it again, he felt that he had come to this point today. He had asked for it and deserved it.

Back then, after graduating from junior high school, he did not get into high school. His sixth uncle, Fan Youcai, was now the principal of Fan Family Primary School. At that time, he was just an ordinary village teacher. He had tried to persuade him to go back to school for another year. However, he did not listen to a single word of it and insisted on farming.

A few years later, he had experienced the hardships of farming in the wind and rain. The day when he had developed a strong sense of regret, it was all too late. Just like that very popular saying, the yellow flowers and vegetables had all cooled down.

At this time, his big brother was admitted to Wu Han University, and his third brother was also admitted to Lan Zhou Water and Electricity School. They were all children of local farmers, and with a leap, they became government officials who ate public meals.

At this moment, Fan Wengong was a little surprised when he saw that his father was very calm and did not get angry because of his actions. He stared at his father's wrinkled face and said coldly, "Dad, this land should have been planted by me a long time ago. "

When he said this, he thought that now that his brother had money, his parents had started to be biased. They were no longer like in the past where they could not bear to see Fan Civilization. Sigh, money is really a good thing. It can change a person's thoughts.

When Fan Civilization first came to the Fan family, he heard that his parents were very enthusiastic, especially his mother, Wang Fang, who held his daughter-in-law, Chen Jiahui's hand, asking questions, asking questions, and asking questions. They were very intimate.

Many women in the village were discussing Wang Fang's overly intimate behavior, saying that she was trying to get married to her daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law for money. If Chen Jiahui did not have money, would Wang Fang still have such an intimate attitude?

The appearance of her mother-in-law also aroused the dislike of Fan Wengong's woman, Miao Yulian. She said angrily in front of her man, It's all your fault for not being able to earn money. You made me and my baby suffer cold air.

"Gongzi, I've said before that this piece of land, the four of you brothers, can forget about anyone else. " Seeing his son's stiff attitude, Fan Youmin also said coldly, "Now that you've occupied this piece of land, how will you explain to them, as a father, how will you explain it to them?"

To be honest, sometimes, Fan Youmin and his wife, Wang Fang, were lying on the brick bed. When they talked about their children, they felt a little sorry for their second son, Fan Wengong, who had made him suffer for his entire life.

However, Fan Wengong had not been admitted to high school. He had been persuaded by different people. Even the good words of his sixth uncle, Fan Youcai, did not listen to them. He looked like he would never study again. Who could do anything about it?

He was sorry, he was sorry. However, if this piece of land was really given to Fan Wengong, the other sons would definitely be unhappy. As an old man and daughter, everyone wanted a bowl of flat water, but could it really be leveled?

Hence, Fan Youmin secretly decided that this piece of land was contracted by him. He would not give it to anyone. He would wait until one day when he could not do it and could not lie down on the bed.

At this moment, Fan Wengong's anger surged when he saw his father mention his brothers. He asked angrily: "You see that they are richer than me now, so you are biased towards them. But more than twenty years ago, why didn't you say that?

After saying that, he turned his head and looked into the distance. After a moment, he said with resentment, "I don't have any money now, so you naturally look down on me and think that I planted your land. "

The stubborn temper of his son had completely infuriated Fan Youmin. He could not help but roar, "This piece of land belongs to me. Whoever I want to plant it, I will plant it. If I don't want to plant it, I won't let anyone plant it. Let's see what you can do to me. "

Thus, father and son, on this winter morning, welcomed the bright but cold sunlight as they stood on the riverbank, arguing loudly. The noise spread far and wide, shocking a few water birds to the point of cawing. They spread their wings and flew into the distance.

Just as the father and son were arguing endlessly, Fan Wenming heard the news and arrived at the riverbank. This morning, taking advantage of the good weather and fresh air, he got up very early and went for a walk by the Yellow River.

Compared to the river in the south, the Yellow River appeared to be very majestic and vigorous. Even though it was winter now, the water flow was very gentle. However, the surging and majestic aura that had settled down for thousands of years was still emitted.

The moment Fan Wenming saw the Yellow River, he felt that his heart was suddenly broadened. The frustration he had in the past was immediately swept away. Facing the sunlight, he could not help but let out a long breath. He thought to himself that his hometown was still better.

Since the first generation's ancestor, Fan Shide, had settled in Daan with the old lady when he was twelve years old, the Fan family had already taken root and reproduced by the Yellow River for more than two hundred years. Every offspring had grown up under the nourishment of the river that was surging day and night.

It could be said that the Yellow River was their root, their soul, the place where they would cry for the first time in their lives. It was also the final destination of their bodies and souls.

Early in the morning, when the sun had just come out, the river bank was very calm. The sudden burst of quarrels between father and brother resounded across both sides of the Yellow River. At the same time, Fan Wenming, who was in a very good mood, was shocked.

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