When Ouyang Zhen rode home, Qiu Jifan and Ouyang Wei sat at the dining table, and Qiu Shiyun had already brought all the food to the dining table.

She greeted with a smile: "Daughter, hurry up and wash your hands and eat." ”

Ouyang Zhen glanced at the dishes on the table, and saw that in addition to the two meat and vegetable dishes fried by her mother, there were also roast chicken and side dishes bought outside: "Mom, it's quite hearty!" ”

"yes, so hurry up and wash your hands, I'll be waiting for you." Qiu Shiyun urged her daughter with a smile.

"You eat first."

After Ouyang Zhen went outside to wash her hands, the family sat around to eat.

Qiu Jifan poured himself a small cup of liquor, Ouyang Wei was actually a little hungry, but he had just been undergoing major surgery for a year, and the traditional Chinese medicine had never been broken, so he could only smell the wine and enjoy it.

The three of them all noticed Ouyang Wei's eager eyes, but no one said a word, and they all ate silently.

Qiu Jifan quickly drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and hurriedly asked Ouyang Zhen to serve the meal.

If his brother-in-law hadn't been sick, Qiu Jifan would naturally not have been able to invite him for a drink.

How can two people be happy to drink by themselves?

After Ouyang Wei finished eating, he took the semiconductor radio and went out of the house to play chess with a few old men in the alley, which was his daily pastime after dinner since the weather warmed up.

Qiu Shiyun was so happy that Ouyang Wei quickly blended into the crowd, playing chess outside and chatting about current political gossip, which was better than watching TV at home.

People always don't have contact with the outside world, and in the long run, they will hold back their problems if they are not sick. What's more, Ouyang Wei was originally recovering from a serious illness, his condition was still under control, and the medicine had not been stopped.

Ouyang Zhen picked up the table with her hands and feet and went to the kitchen next door to wash the dishes, Qiu Jifan sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, took the tea newly brewed by his sister, poured a cup, and stared at the white porcelain teacup silently.

Qiu Shiyun knows her eldest brother best, and when she looks at him, she understands that there must be something sad.

As for what the sorrow is, it is self-evident, it must be the child and You Zi.

"Big brother, did You Zi come back this time and say anything?"

Qiu Jifan shook his head: "I didn't say anything, I just asked about the situation I was looking for, and then I heard that there was no progress and I didn't say a word of superfluity." ”

When he thinks of this, he feels that he is too incompetent, knowing that there is his own flesh and blood in the world, but he has no clue where he is and where to start.

Qiu Shiyun can understand You Zi's mood, if someone loses her and lets her get pregnant and give birth to a child unmarried in such a terrible era, she will hate the other party very much.

Not to mention, now after many years, I want to find a child but I can't find it. When the mood of anger comes up, maybe You Zi will have the intention of scolding the eldest brother to get angry.

But this is her eldest brother, there is a difference between intimacy and alienation, she is on his side, she still can't help but want to complain, "Where is this child?" You said that her cousin is too, it doesn't matter which family it is given to, we at least have a goal. ”

"It's no wonder that people don't blame for this, who let me not show up in time, this matter is put on anyone, they will think that I ran away because I cared about their family being beaten as a rightist." Qiu Jifan understands Tang Wenyu's thoughts very well, and he can only be blamed for all this.

Ouyang Zhen returned to the house after brushing the bowl, and happened to hear her uncle's words near the door.

Qiu Jifan didn't expect his niece to clean up so quickly, he just lowered the volume when he talked to his sister and didn't go into the bedroom.

Qiu Jifan couldn't help but sigh lightly, since his niece heard it, there was no need to cover it up. A lie is made up, and then more lies are needed.