Liang Jingquan's lofty talk is still singing, and under the infusion of Tang Jian, Han Lin and others cup after cup, Bo Gu talks about the present, and the conversation is unabated.

Wang Bo, who was sitting on the side, was a little like sitting on pins and needles, and he didn't know the taste of food, although he knew that the dishes he made at noon today, under the witness of the "mother-in-law", were absolutely super-level performances and completely impeccable.

The sensitive girl finally sensed that something was wrong with Wang Bo.

At the beginning, Liang Ya also thought that Wang Bo was deliberate, an instinctive "reserve" and a "flattery" in front of his father. She was secretly happy for her boyfriend's thoughtfulness.

However, as the dinner continued, Liang Ya gradually saw the problem.

Wang Bo was too silent, even later even Tang Jian and Liao Xiaoqing began to talk and laugh with their father, actively consulting their father, discussing the philosophy of life, and the future college life, Wang Bo still didn't say a word, and was there alone to think about himself.

Moreover, he had made a toast to his father shortly after the feast, and for the next half an hour, he had not toasted again.

Liang Ya also noticed the difference between his father and Tang Jian when they toasted to him-it was impossible not to notice it, but at that time, she just thought that in the face of a school classmate who was not very familiar with her, she took the initiative to toast herself, and her father was afraid that he was a little unaccustomed to it, and later Tang Jian, Han Lin, and when they toasted to their father again, wasn't his father much better, generous, and enthusiastic?

"Why don't you give it a try and give him a chance?" The girl's heart let out a cry of "pain," "Where have you gone with your usual sharp teeth, like a river, and crooked truths? Tell me more, let my father know more about you! Aren't you writing? You can swing with your father, a student of the literature department, and ask him for advice! As long as you talk and communicate more, you can always find a common language!" Liang Ya really wanted to say to Wang Bo, let him speak, and let him give full play to his talents like every time he used to be at the dinner table.

While Tang Jian and the others were toasting Liang Jingquan, Liang Ya bit her lip, slapped Wang Bo a few times, and motioned for him to go too, but what responded to her was the boy's gentle smile and slight shaking of his head.

Nasty guys!

小≯dǐng≯diǎn≯小≯良語,.≯.o←s_(); Angry guy!

Liang Ya used chopsticks to pick up a piece of Wang Bo's braised fat intestines, put it in her mouth, gritted her teeth, and chewed fiercely, as if this was not a pig's intestine, but Wang Bo's intestines!

In addition to Liang Ya, who noticed Wang Bo's abnormality at all times, there was also Cheng Wenjin, who was going to greet everyone after a while and pour everyone diǎn wine or a couple of words.

When Cheng Wenjin came to the living room for the third time, he noticed that Wang Bo, the little guy, seemed to be a little abnormal. Wang Bo has always given her the feeling that she is both polite and humorous, and as long as you get along for a long time, it is difficult not to be attracted by a certain quality of this little guy that emerges from head to toe and transcends his age. Cheng Wenjin already has a deep understanding of this diǎn, whether it is sitting and talking with each other in the library, or chatting with each other about literature and music in the beautiful frog fish head hot pot restaurant, or listening to each other's endless talk about Sichuan cuisine in the kitchen not long ago, Cheng Wenjin can feel that the little guy is different, no matter where he goes, he is probably a person who is surrounded by people around him, the same character in the center.

But today, at his own dinner table, the little guy seemed too shy, too silent, and even a little out of place with the atmosphere at the whole dinner table. Several times, when Cheng Wenjin came in, she saw Wang Bo alone, sitting there silently, drinking by himself, giving people the feeling that he seemed to be leisurely and happy, but she was smart, keen, and understood Wang Bo's nature, where could she not see the little guy's uncomfortableness and faint grievances hidden under that indifferent mask?

Little ghost, who made you unhappy? Cheng Wenjin wondered.

It is impossible for her daughter to offend the classmates she invited, not to mention that Wang Bo is so busy today. Tang Jian, Liao Xiaoqing and a few "bosses" just now shouted at him, and at first glance, he was the only one to look at, so it couldn't be them.

Cheng Wenjin finally set her eyes on her husband Liang Jingquan, thoughtfully.

She thought of her husband's inexplicable grievances and bad comments about Wang Bo when her family and Wang Bo met in a skewer shop a few months ago, and she had a small quarrel with her husband at that time, feeling that her husband at that time was completely inexplicable and unreasonable.

What kind of person is Liang Jingquan, Cheng Wenjin, who has been a husband and wife with the other party for more than ten years, knows very well: he is tall and proud, once he has an opinion on anyone, even if it is his own prejudice, it is difficult to bow his head and admit his mistakes, and he can change it! Wang Bo looks so pitiful and aggrieved today, I am afraid that his husband who loves to hold grudges has intentionally or unintentionally given the little guy a face.

Cheng Wenjin felt that she had found the crux of the little guy's grievances and depression.

Now that he has seen the crux of the problem, it is impossible for Cheng Wenjin to let it go. So, after coming to the living room again to greet Liang Ya's classmates, Cheng Wenjin walked up to Wang Bo and said to Wang Bo with a smile: "Xiao Wang, my sister-in-law and sister are full of praise for the few dishes you made at noon today! They also want to ask you how to make a few dishes." Would you like to give me a sneak peek and reveal the secrets of your culinary skills?"

Wang Bozheng was bored to death, aggrieved, and depressed to death! Today's lunch meal can be said to be the worst and most tasteless meal he has eaten since he was reborn for more than half a year! And he can't leave! Therefore, Cheng Wenjin's words are tantamount to Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved him from fire and water after a long drought.

Wang Bo followed Cheng Wenjin to the kitchen table. Cheng Wenjin introduced Wang Bo to his parents-in-law, brother and sister-in-law, and sister and brother-in-law. Liang Jingquan's parents, brother and sister-in-law, sister and brother-in-law are all from the countryside, and they are honest at first glance. Wang Bo has a natural sense of closeness to honest people, and he doesn't recognize life, Cheng Wenjin introduced one, and he shouted with his grandparents, uncles, and mothers, and Cheng Wenjin's two sisters-in-law snickered.

Cheng Wenjin's father-in-law and mother-in-law, and the two sisters-in-law were indeed talking with Cheng Wenjin just now about Wang Bo, a doll who cooks so deliciously, and Cheng Wenjin asked Wang Bo to come over to introduce his experience, which is not completely untargeted.

"Wang Bo, why don't you just eat here? Anyway, we have an extra place here. Cheng Wenjin saw that Wang Bo was restrained and forbearant in the living room, like a fish returning to the water, and a bird flapping its wings to the sky, free and easy, talking to his sisters-in-law without restraint, and his heart was also a lot of relief, and he was more sure that the other party's lively and active nature must have been suppressed by his vindictive husband just now.

"Okay, Aunt Cheng, I'll listen to you. Wang Bo did not hesitate to diǎn head. At the kitchen table, there was still a vacant seat next to Cheng Wenjin, so Wang Bo went around to Cheng Wenjin's side and sat down next to the other party.

As soon as he sat down, Wang Bo felt that his whole person, his whole body and mind, were much more relaxed and relaxed.

"Old man, you just blow your atmosphere in front of a bunch of ignorant children, shake your majesty back then! The dog is not carried by anyone in the sedan chair, and the son-in-law is no longer served!" Wang Bo said in his heart, picked up the chopsticks handed to him by Cheng Wenjin, and directly sandwiched a piece of rake ribs, put it into the bowl of Liang Ya's grandmother who was missing several teeth, and said with a smile, "Grandma, you eat this, this is stewed by Aunt Cheng, it is very raked, nutritious and delicious!"

His style naturally made Cheng Wenjin's two sisters-in-law laugh at him, and looked at Cheng Wenjin, and also made Cheng Wenjin who had just sat down a little crying and laughing, thinking to himself, whether it was right or wrong for him to be kind enough to relieve this guy, don't "ask for trouble"!

But Cheng Wenjin ultimately felt wise about his decision.

Frankly speaking, for talking to parents-in-law, aunts and sisters-in-law, except for talking about trivial things, there are really not many common topics between the two parties.

But Wang Bo is different, no matter what she says, the other party can quickly pick up the conversation, and talk about it, and make some observations that make her stunned from time to time before she can figure it out. Although she does not agree with these views, the other party's way of looking at problems and angles often makes her feel refreshed, suddenly opened, and has a sense of sudden enlightenment.

And Wang Bo, after losing Liang Jingquan, a person who made him feel uncomfortable and diaphragm, as if he was going to spit out all the words that he had just been suppressed for a long time, began to play his long-sleeved and good dancing side, considerate and thoughtful side, and enthusiastic and generous side, not only with his "mother-in-law" in literature, music, and even the Internet These "high-end topics" You come and go, but also from time to time with Liang Ya's grandparents, uncles and aunts to cheer up homely, ask about health, chat about some farming in the countryside, and be extremely leisurely.

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