When the two entered the restaurant, Fang Rin ordered a dish - a pot of rice.

Tang Ye: "Tsk! ”

Ye Qingqing: "Huh? ”

Fang Rin was very aggrieved: "They scanned the code to order food or something, I didn't wear reading glasses......"

Tang Ye: "You can ask, don't you like to eat fried vegetables, just ask if there is one, if there is, change it, and then ask for crucian carp soup......"

Ye Qingqing was already dead when he heard "Ah Xing's presbyopia", and hurriedly stopped Tang Ye: "Hey, what are you doing, shouldn't the current way of ordering food be too unfriendly to the elderly?!" ”

Tang Ye: "What are you, he didn't bring reading glasses, and it's not that he doesn't know how to use a mobile phone, even if he gives him a serious broadcast, he still won't order it." This is not to blame the hotel, do you want the hotel to prepare a magnifying glass for the elderly? ”

Ye Qingqing was immediately subdued again, turned his head to look at Fang Rin, and said, "Look, I can't help it."

Fang Rin was very unhappy and sullen: "Abba is old, what can I do." ”

Wow Tang Ye Wang Saddle!

Fang Rin: "Anyway, I'll go home after eating this meal, so I won't bother you." ”

Wow Tang Ye big bastard!

Ye Qingqing sat down beside Fang Rin: "I'll order food!" Stir-fried greens and crucian carp soup, right?! ”

Tang Ye was already up, he sat opposite the two of them, his fists clenched, and he swallowed his anger: "I want to eat brown sugar glutinous rice cakes." ”

"I already have a pot of rice, what kind of brown sugar glutinous rice to eat, why do you want so many staple foods." Ye Qingqing didn't refuse, and looked for Fang Rin to respond, "Isn't it, Teacher Fang?" ”

Fang Rin nodded: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Tang Ye: "......"

Ye Qingqing finished ordering, reflected on it, and suddenly felt that he was a little too licking the dog for Fang Rin, Tang Ye was about to be angry, so he turned back to the staple food page, ordered the glutinous rice, and clapped the board: "Okay, three people, just order a few meanings." ”

"Hmm." Tang Ye was really unhappy, picked up his mobile phone and snapped.

Ye Qingqing chatted with Fang Rin: "Teacher Fang, how is your book?" ”

Fang Rin: "Oh, Editor Zhu came to me to choose the cover, I really can't pick it well, do you want you to take a look?" ”

Ye Qingqing actually saw it, but at that time he was just watching, he never expected that he could still provide advice, and he was very energetic: "Okay, let me take a look." ”

So Fang Rin took out his mobile phone, he has Tang Ye's son, the digital products are really top-notch, and the shot is the latest and highest configuration, but unfortunately although the mobile phone is good, Fang Rin took out the mobile phone but the posture is not very good, as soon as the mobile phone screen is unlocked, he squints and tilts back tactically - it is really presbyopia, and the posture of looking at the mobile phone is exactly the same as her old father.

Ye Qingqing felt uncomfortable again, leaned aside to watch him open the photo, and saw a lot of still life photos inside, flowers and plants, green trees and birds, and I didn't see much professionalism, but inexplicably there was a warm feeling, which showed that this is still an old man who loves life and has a mood.

"Huh?" Ye Qingqing suddenly screamed and laughed.

"Shh Fang Rin also smiled, "How was the shooting?" ”

In the landscape photos, I inadvertently sandwiched a few photos of Tang Ye, either sleeping on the sofa, working at the round table next to the hospital bed, and the scene of leaning against the wall and talking on the phone with his back to the camera...... Unexpectedly, Fang Rin was still an idiot father, and he didn't forget to have fun with his son in the ward.

"This one, the IQ has dropped by at least one hundred hahaha!" Ye Qingqing pointed to the photo of Tang Ye asleep, his mouth was slightly open, he was sleeping soundly, he felt like he was snoring, looking stupid.

"I waited for a while, and I didn't drool." Fang Rin said.

"Hahaha!" Ye Qingqing died of laughter.

"What are you guys doing?!" Tang Ye was very alert, he put down his phone and stretched his neck, "What are you looking at?" ”

Fang Rin: "Look at the cover." ”

"Cover drooling?" Tang Ye frowned, and suddenly woke up, "Is it my photo?!" ”

"No, no, no!" Fang Rin and Ye Qingqing shook their heads at the same time.

"Definitely!" Tang Ye concluded, "You often take pictures of me to show others!" ”

"Abba is to help you improve your affinity, you look at the photos outside you, either with a tense face or a cold face, looking like the whole world owes you money, Qingqing, does Ye have a nickname for the King of Xinjiang Debts?"

knows the nickname of the side door, it seems that Fang Rin really cares about his son.

Ye Qingqing nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"Look, don't these pictures just look like a normal person?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I was meant to be an ordinary person!" Tang Ye said dissatisfied.

"Okay, you're ordinary, you're a bookwriter, and you have to hide from fans when you go out for a meal......" Fang Rin said this very smoothly, obviously very opinionated.

Tang Ye: "...... Aren't you guys picking covers! ”

"Yes, yes, pick the cover!" Ye Qingqing saw that Tang Ye was about to blow up—or it had already exploded—and immediately played the round again, "Teacher Fang, where is the cover?" ”

"Here," Fang Rin also accepted it when he saw it, and showed her the photo he found it, "These seven." ”

Heptad? At the beginning, there were six of them, and there was one more, Ye Qingqing looked through the six she had seen, looked at the seventh, and found that it was just a yellow mottled old paper background, and another cursive "Twilight", there were no other pictures, and it was plain with the breath of time.

"There's an inner taste," Ye Qingqing looked at the seventh, "Teacher Fang, this is your idea, right?" ”

"It's fine." Fang Rin was very proud.

"He wanted to make a wordless effect." Tang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "What is the success or failure of the future...... Dad, are you comparing yourself with Wu Ze, is it a bit too much? ”

Fang Rin: "That's just you, you see that Editor Zhu understands me very well, I think this cover is very good." ”

"That's right, if you publish a bookstore, you can directly pull into the used book market, and it is really good to have multiple sales platforms than other new books."

"Poof!" Ye Qingqing didn't hold back.

"Hey, you kid!" Fang Rin was also angry, "Qingqing, what about you, what do you think?" ”

Ye Qingqing was unfortunately subdued by Tang Ye again, she looked left and right, she was speechless for a long time, and suddenly pointed forward happily: "The dish is here!" ”

Tears of joy.

So the father and son finally made a temporary truce and began to eat.

When eating, it was the father's kindness and filial piety, Fang Rin immediately pinched off the fish head and gave it to Tang Ye: "Give, eat smart." ”

Ye Qingqing "poof" again.

Without waiting for Tang Ye to speak, he pinched the fishtail to himself again.

Tang Ye frowned: "Why do you still eat fish tails, no one will rob you." ”

Fang Rin smiled: "I'll just take this bite, and it tastes meticulous." ”

Tang Ye: "Call you another wine?" ”

"That's for the best." Fang Rin was very happy.

"Huh? Can Mr. Fang drink?! Ye Qingqing questioned.

"It's okay to drink a little." Tang Ye really called a pot of wine for Fang Rin, Fang Rin got his wish, and he didn't make trouble with Tang Ye anymore, so he drank the wine with the tail of the fish, smacking and enjoying himself.

At this time, Tang Ye's mobile phone suddenly lit up, he picked it up and looked at it, and laughed: "Dad, don't drink too much, an old friend will come to see you in a while." ”

"Huh?" Fang Rin just took a sip of wine, the rim of the glass was still pressed against his lips, and he only looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Ye Qingqing has a bad blessing

"I won't sell it to you, I'm afraid that you will go back to the hospital too suddenly," Tang Ye said, "So you can guess who it is first, and I'll see if you're mentally prepared." ”

Fang Rin: "...... My cellmate? ”

"Poof!" Ye Qingqing found that he had nothing else to say in this father-son game.

Tang Ye was also stunned: "How did you come up with it?!" ”

Fang Rin was very innocent: "What I didn't expect, what I haven't seen for a long time, can be regarded as an old friend...... Who can I think of? ”

"You, you can do it before you go to prison!"

When Fang Rin heard this, his face changed, he slowly put down the wine, and looked at Tang Ye in a daze: "You, who did you find......

didn't wait for Tang Ye to reply, but he smiled bitterly first: "No matter who you find, it can't be my old friend." ”

Tang Ye was stunned, and even Ye Qingqing was stunned.

Fang Rin took another sip of wine, frowned at the spicy level, and shook his head: "My only friend in Zhaoli is dead." ”

Eating with the Tang family's father and son is tantamount to a trial.

Ye Qingqing hadn't realized it before, probably because she was not "her own person", but now she has become "her own person", she didn't enter someone's house, she felt that she had entered the poisonous circle of the chicken game.

It's thrilling, to die or live.

She finally understood the meaning of Tang Ye's words, "My dad is pretty good to you",