Dear grandson, Grandpa is coming - continue to write "Fanka"

Dear grandson, Grandpa is coming.

- Continued to write "Fanka"

The grandfather in the country did not receive the letter at all. I missed Vanka all day long. There is no such thing as a card, and there is no happiness.

In the evening, I went to the old man’s house to watch the night. On weekdays, he always walked around the villa with his spirits on his knees. Since Vanka left, he couldn’t afford to be as strong as a hand. Grandpa finally couldn't help but the master paid a little salary to go to the city to see Vanka.

And Vanka in the city also misses Grandpa and misses the country. After the hardships, Grandpa came to the front of the shoe store and thought that he saw the grandson studying the craft seriously. He always said to himself: "Constantin. Mary Kaqi, Vanka is doing very well now. You can only look at him and come back at a glance. Otherwise, it will affect Vanka's learning skills. Well, just take a look. Suddenly he heard a cry and he glanced at the shoe store. Ah, Vanka, the boss took the hair of Vanka and beat him with a hoe. Grandpa said nothing, yelling: "stop!" Vanka turned back, almost forgot the pain, and quickly ran into the arms of Grandpa.

Grandpa and Vanka went hand in hand. Going together in the countryside without being beaten, not hungry, they are beckoning in a happy life like the country...

The sixth grade of the eleventh country in the southwest of Foshan, Foshan, Guangdong: Wu Wenxi