At nightfall.

The meals were very rich, mostly made by Han's father and Han's mother, and Han Shuilan only made one dish after she came back-

Deep-fried loaches.

Fry the fresh loaches until crispy, and then stir-fry them with ginger, garlic, sour chili peppers and other condiments......

This is a good dish, a dish that carries the common memories of Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan.

I still remember that autumn, when the sun was golden and the harvest was abundant, when the hard-working farmers brought the rice back to their homes, the paddy fields became the best paradise for children......

Catch loaches –

It was one of Liu Yanbo's favorite things to do in the autumn at that time, and it was also one of the things he was best at that age.

More than ten years ago, people at that time were not "smart" enough to use electricity and poison, there were still a lot of wild loaches in the paddy fields, Liu Yanbo would catch them every day after returning home from school, and sometimes when he caught a lot of them, he would take some to school to Teacher Han when he went to school the next day, and she would make a dish of fried loaches or egg loach soup at noon that day, and then call him to eat together.

At that time, noon every day was the most anticipated and beautiful time of the day for Liu Yanbo.

Liu Yanbo still remembers that once he caught a lot of loaches, so he brought Han Shuilan a lot more than usual.

That day, Han Shuilan made a big pot full of egg loach soup and invited the whole class to eat it together, and everyone was very full and happy......

Since that day, the rest of the class has followed Liu Yanbo's example, and every day, a few people will bring some vegetables from home to the school for Teacher Han, such as bacon, loach, or fish caught in the creek...... Han Shuilan would accept it with a smile every day, and then take the trouble to cook at noon that day, and then take it to the classroom to share it with the whole class-

Because of this, Liu Yanbo was still depressed for several days at that time, and he felt that he had lost the exclusive favor of Teacher Han......

Time is really like a shuttle~

Liu Yanbo's memory is not too good, because he is too lazy to remember many things now, but some people and some things have been engraved into his bones early......

The past can't be chased~

"Xiao Liu, just like in your own home, you're welcome. As soon as Han's mother came to the table, she picked up a large piece of hoof meat and put it into Liu Yanbo's bowl, and muttered: "Look at you thin, you need to eat more meat to make up for it." ”

"Xiao Liu, come, let's go first. Father Han raised his glass and said.

"Uncle Liu, give. Han Chenxi took out the chicken leg from his bowl and put it in Liu Yanbo's bowl.

"Thank you. Liu Yanbo continued to pick up the dishes with the bowl, and his other hand was not idle, and he quickly picked up the wine glass-

He was still a little reserved.

The enthusiasm of the Han family is predictable, although he has made enough psychological preparations before coming, Liu Yanbo still overestimated his ability to cope in this regard, but fortunately-

His appetite has always been good, and his alcohol consumption is even better.

It doesn't matter if you are chicken, duck, fish or radish and cabbage, or whether you want to take a sip or drink it all, Liu Yanbo will not refuse to come, eating and drinking very happily.

Of course, the food is for people to eat, and the wine is meant to be drunk.

The vast majority of the older generation are very realistic, and they will not fake politeness, for Liu Yanbo's behavior of "let you eat and drink", Han's father and Han's mother are very satisfied, and the old couple feel in their hearts-

This young man, sincerely.

Five dishes and one soup, two bottles of high-grade liquor, half of which fell into Liu Yanbo's belly, plus three bowls of rice......

After the meal, the night was already dark.

After Liu Yanbo accompanied Han's father to play a game of Go, he got up and said goodbye, his emotional intelligence may not be high enough, but he has always been a person who can judge the situation -

After the Han family reunited after such a catastrophe, their family needed a space where no outsiders existed to vent the emotions that had accumulated in each other's hearts for the past few days.

Han's father and Han's mother didn't do much to keep him, but just asked Han Shuilan to send Liu Yanbo downstairs and told him to come to the house to sit when he was free in the future.

It was freezing and the night was long.

Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan walked side by side on the road of the community, walking very slowly.

They reunited after a long absence, and they hadn't had a good chat in the past few days, and they didn't even ask about each other's current situation at the dinner table in a pleasant atmosphere tonight.

Liu Yanbo is not a person who likes to inquire about other people's privacy, just like he doesn't like others to ask about his past-

But don't you always like to do things you don't like?

"Teacher Han..."Liu Yanbo took a puff of cigarette, and after a slight pause, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Why haven't you seen Chenxi's father these days?"

The son was abducted by traffickers, such a big thing, but the child's father never appeared-

This is unusual and does not bode well.

Liu Yanbo had never dared to ask before, and he also felt that he shouldn't have asked, but this question had been haunting his heart, making him want to know the exact answer more than anyone else.

"Huh?" Han Shuilan stopped, looking quite surprised.

Soon, however, the surprise on her face was replaced by a deep indifference, really indifferent, like seeing an elephant trampling an ant to death.

Maybe a few seconds later, maybe a little longer......

"Dead. Han Shuilan's voice became very cold, revealing a sense of stubbornness.

Han Chenxi's father died?

That sounds like a terrible answer, but the real answer is probably only worse than that, right?

The past experience has made Liu Yanbo an extremely good at observing words and feelings, he captured the indifference in Han Shuilan's expression that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, he knows better that that kind of indifference will never be because she looks down on life and death, it can only be-

Some people may not be dead, but in the hearts of others, it is better to be dead.

The day was talked to death by himself again?

Liu Yanbo wanted to slap himself to death, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, let alone say words of comfort, so he could only walk silently with his head down.

Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan both noticed each other's strangeness, and for a while they didn't know how to speak again, so they had to walk with their heads bored, and after a while, they walked to the gate of the community.

"Teacher Han...", "Stinky boy..."

The two stopped each other in unison, then looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere eased a lot.

Liu Yanbo touched his nose and said with a smile: "Teacher Han, you can speak first." ”

"Hmm. Han Shuilan nodded, but after thinking about it, she said, "If you have anything, you can tell me first, I have nothing to do." ”

Liu Yanbo also thought about it, shook his head and said, "I'm fine." ”

Anyone could see that the two of them were a little insincere, but they themselves seemed to be unaware.

"Oh~" Han Shuilan said: "Then when you go back, pay attention to safety on the road." ”

"Hmm. Liu Yanbo nodded.

The atmosphere was relaxed, but because Liu Yanbo had the presumptuous question before, the sense of distance between the two seemed to have returned to the same as when they had just reunited in Haida.

It wasn't what he wanted.

When he was about to walk out of the gate, Liu Yanbo stopped again, a brave smile like a teenager appeared on his face, and he turned around and said, "Sister, can I still eat your dishes as often as before?"

Sister?

Han Shuilan remembered that this was the title she had allowed back then, her smile gradually softened, and there was even doting in her eyes: "You can do it at any time." ”

"Retractor. Liu Yanbo hurriedly ran back again, hooking his little finger with a smile.

"Childish ghosts. Han Shuilan smiled and stretched out her hand.

Hook ~ hanging ~ 100 years ~ not allowed to change ~