Yang Fan pushed Yang Lin into the living room, and Zhao Erhu was talking to Chen Jianmin about their experience over the years. Zhao Erhu danced and was very devoted, and Chen Jianmin also listened to it with relish.

Yang Yan told Yang Lin about Yang Fan and them before, but Yang Yan knew far less detailed than Zhao Erhu. Seeing that the two were so familiar, Yang Lin was quickly attracted by Zhao Erhu's narrative and joined them in the conversation.

Yang Fan saw that the three of them were talking and laughing, asking and answering, and chatting happily, so he stood up and walked into his bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a familiar smell came to my face. He couldn't tell what it was or where it came from, but it was something he could never forget, and he could never smell anywhere else.

Entering the bedroom, looking around, looking at such a familiar and friendly picture, Yang Fan's heart was sour again.

He lay down on his bed in an extremely relaxed position, everything was so familiar. There seemed to be a kind of magic here, which quickly made Yang Fan completely relaxed, which may be the feeling of going home.

He has slept in countless beds over the years, but none of them have been able to give him such a relaxing feeling. He stretched unconsciously, and his right hand accidentally touched the picture frame on the bedside table.

Yang Fan sat up, picked up those photos and looked at them, the stories behind these photos were far less thrilling than the sketches that Yang Fan drew at the base, but Yang Fan experienced a long-lost joy at this moment.

Looking at these photos, the pictures of ordinary life in the past kept flashing in Yang Fan's mind. In the past, Yang Fan didn't like this kind of life, he felt that it was too peaceful, too boring, and too helpless.

But now, he feels that that is life, and the happiness in the ordinary needs to be experienced slowly. Looking back on the past seven years, those were just a brief adventure in life, and it was not life, at least not the life I wanted to live.

The last small photo frame was a photo of him and Xue Qing. In the picture, he and Xue Qing are sitting at the door of a restaurant, their heads tilted towards each other, but their bodies are a little far apart.

At that time, he was afraid that he would be constantly questioned by his parents after he found out, so he put it to the end. Time has passed, things are wrong, and now Xue Qing doesn't know who to be with, and Yang Fan doesn't care.

He took the picture out of the frame, smiled slightly, and threw the recruitment into the trash in a ball. Then, he took out the "heart" from his pocket, kissed it gently, put it in the frame, and put the frame in front again.

Looking at the picture frame of himself and Anna looking at each other, with affection, Yang Fan carefully recalled every moment with Anna, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

At the moment, he just wished Anna all the best in heaven.

"Xiaofan, come out and eat!" Yang Yan shouted outside the door.

"Okay, sister!"

Yang Fan replied subconsciously, and he sat up with a carp movement. It's all so familiar, it's not like it's been 7 years since the last sister's call.

In the restaurant, everyone had already sat down, and Yang Fan sat next to Zhao Erhu, one of the three empty seats. He took a look, and Liu Wen and Ouyang Jing hadn't come yet.

"Mom, where's they?"

Yang Yan took a pair of chopsticks to Yang Fan and said, "Mom said that she wanted to add a dish, saying that we couldn't do that dish well, so we had to do it ourselves."

Ouyang Jing went to help and said that she also had to learn. One is doing and teaching, and the other is constantly asking, so it is relatively slow. ”

"Oh, that's right." Yang Fan nodded.

"The last dish is here." As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Jing walked into the living room with a plate of dishes and put the dish in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan took a look and saw that it was actually his favorite vinegar whiskers. Once, that was the dish that Yang Fan used to cook for Liu Wen every time he came home. Yang Fan said that he was not used to any other taste, so Liu Wen never let others make this dish.

Yang Fan looked up at Liu Wen, who was wiping his hands with an apron. In the past 7 years, she has never forgotten her preferences, even such a little detail, she remembers it by heart.

Yang Fan's eyes were a little moist, Liu Wen walked to Yang Fan's side and said, "Xiaofan, Mom knows that you can't eat this taste outside." Quick, try it! ”

"Mom, I'm ......" Yang Fan was a little excited, looking at Liu Wen, not knowing what to say.

"Yes, yes, you're welcome, let's go." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Yang Lin hurriedly broke the siege.

Liu Wen pulled Ouyang Jing and let her sit next to Yang Fan, and he sat between Ouyang Jing and Yang Yan.

Yang Fan picked up a piece of egg and put it in his mouth, and after chewing it twice, tears finally flowed.

This is completely familiar to him, Yang Fan didn't like to eat sour things since he was a child, and Liu Wen rarely put vinegar every time he made this dish, so this dish was completely prepared for Yang Fan alone.

Yang Fan picked up the rice in front of him and swallowed it, not like letting others see his tears. But his unusual behavior just caught everyone's attention. Especially Liu Wen, seeing Yang Fan's expression, she smiled with satisfaction.

Zhao Erhu looked at Yang Fan, and deliberately pretended to be puzzled: "Brother Yang, this dish is so delicious?" You...... All cried, that... I'll try it too. ”

Zhao Erhu's words made everyone laugh again, and also alleviated the slightly embarrassing atmosphere.

Yang Lin smiled "haha", picked up the wine glass and said: "Everyone, according to our Chinese tradition, this first glass of wine is to welcome Huzi and Ouyang Jing to join our big family!" Here, let's cheers! ”

Zhao Erhu and Ouyang Jing stood up at the same time, and Ouyang Jing said: "Thank you, Uncle Yang, thank you, I'm really happy to know you!" ”

"Me too, me too! Hey. Zhao Erhu smirked.

After drinking, Yang Lin said, "Huzi, Ouyang Jing, sit down." You're welcome, you're welcome, hahahaha. ”

After Zhao Erhu sat down, he filled the wine for Yang Lin, Yang Lin picked up the wine glass again, turned around and said to Chen Jianmin: "Old Chen, this second glass of wine, I want to salute you and Xiufen!" ”

Yang Lin wiped his tears, stopped talking several times, and finally simply said: "Brother, thank you for all these years!" ”

Chen Jianmin hurriedly picked up his wine glass and said, "Senior brother, why are you talking about this!" Since I was a child, the master has treated me like you! It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Li Xiufen also said on the side: "Yes, senior brother, this is nothing!" After Lao Chen retired, we moved back to Binhai, just to be able to be a companion with Liu Wen. ”

"Nope! It's a gesture for you, and it's a great help for our family. Lao Chen, Xiufen, this glass of wine, be the first brother to do it as a respect! After speaking, Yang Lin tilted his neck and drank all the wine in the cup.

Yang Fan and Yang Yanhe stood up, and Yang Fan first said: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Li, I also want to toast you with this glass of wine, thank you Uncle Chen for cultivating me." If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am now, and I wouldn't be where our family is today.

And Aunt Li, all these years, thank you for your hard work! Our family would ...... without your company."

Yang Yan continued: "Uncle Chen and Aunt Li, thank you for taking care of our family, this glass of wine, Xiao Fan and I respect you both." ”

After speaking, Yang Yan and Yang Fan also drank a glass of wine.

Chen Jianmin stood up, let out a long breath, and said, "Okay, good!" Senior brother and Liu Wen can have such sensible children as the two of you.

It's worth it, it's worth it! Yang Fan, Huzi told me something about you. ”

He gave Yang Fan a thumbs up and said, "Uncle Chen is not mistaken, you are really a man who stands up to the sky!" Without your efforts and persistence, your family would not be where we are today. Uncle Chen is also very pleased, Xiaofan, girl, you are all good! Attaboy! ”

Chen Jianmin also tilted his neck and drank all the wine in the cup.

"Alright, alright, let's all sit down." Yang Lin beckoned everyone to sit down, and Yang Fan and Zhao Erhu filled everyone with wine respectively.

Yang Lin raised his glass again, looked at Liu Wen with tears in his eyes, and said, "Old woman, I respect you for this third glass of wine." Thank you for keeping this home! Thank you! ”

Liu Wen was emotional, shed tears again, waved his hand and said, "Old man, what are you talking about today's happy day?" ”

"Nope! Old woman, you must drink this glass of wine! This is me, Xiaofan and the girl, it is our family that owes you! ”

Yang Yan hugged Liu Wen's shoulders and said, "Mom, Dad is right!" Over the years, you have suffered the most! ”

"yes, Mom!"

Yang Fan also picked up his wine glass and said, "Mom, over the years, if you hadn't stayed at home, my sister and I might not have been able to hold on until now." No matter how hard we have worked outside, and how many hardships we have experienced, it can't compare to the loneliness and concern you have endured at home alone all these years. Mom, all these years, we owe you! ”

Liu Wen wiped his tears and reluctantly smiled: "Good, good, good." Mommy drinks, mom drinks! As long as our family can be safe and sound in the future, it doesn't matter how much my mother suffers. ”

Liu Wen drank the wine with a smile, and coughed when he drank too much, Yang Yan hurriedly patted Liu Wen's back, and Ouyang Jin handed over a tissue.

Liu Wen took the tissue, wiped his mouth, and said, "Okay, okay, don't patronize and drink." Eat the vegetables quickly, the dishes are cold. ”

Yang Fan usually doesn't like to drink, but on this occasion today, he really wants to drink.

Wine, sometimes it's a really good thing, it allows you to express all your feelings without having to bother thinking about complicated language. Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why wine culture is prevalent.

After a few rounds of toasting each other, everyone finally put down their glasses. This meal was the most delicious and reassuring meal Yang Fan had in the past 7 years. The so-called taste of home is actually warm and down-to-earth.

After the meal, Yang Yan, Li Xiufen and Ouyang Jing helped Liu Wen clean up the tableware together, Yang Fan made tea for everyone, and the family sat in the living room chatting.