Yang Fan looked at the fried small yellow croaker that was brought up by his mother-in-law, to be honest, he had not eaten the fried small yellow croaker by his mother-in-law for at least two years and seven months.

When I was in prison before, I ate prison meals every day, and I rarely saw meat, so all I thought about was this little yellow croaker.

On the first day of his release from prison, he came to his father-in-law's house and also wanted to eat fried small yellow croaker.

At that time, I was stupid and mistakenly thought that my mother-in-law would definitely fry the small yellow croaker for herself to eat.

But he thought about it too much, and that day was the day he remembered the most.

After he was released from prison, the old prison guard said something to himself, especially to warn himself not to provoke Xu Ning again, that is not a character he can provoke.

After that, the sister-in-law Xia Ruyu came to pick her up, instead of his wife Xia Ruhua picking him up.

The sister-in-law said that her parents had already prepared a meal at home and were waiting for her to go back to eat, and she was full of expectations.

But when I came to my father-in-law's house, I found that this was not the case at all.

The wife drove a BMW X3, and Xu Ning sat inside.

Xu Ning came to his father-in-law's house for dinner, and his father-in-law invited Xu Ning.

And he was ruthlessly driven away, first of all, his father-in-law and mother-in-law settled old accounts with him, saying that he spent a lot of money, and that caused a lot of trouble, all of which were filled in by them, how to do a lot.

I was hungry with my chest against my back, and I just wanted to eat a bite of fried yellow croaker, but I was angry with tears in my eyes.

When I returned to my home, there was no electricity, no water, and I sat in the dark for two hours, crying for half an hour.

The man has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place.

At the time, he was quite sad.

Later, it was Sister Hui, who was also a neighbor Wen Hui, who found that there was a voice in her house, so she knocked on the door and found herself back.

After that, Sister Hui quarreled with herself about two dishes, which were not noble dishes, but home-cooked dishes.

But it was from that time that he thought that the most delicious thing in the world was scrambled eggs with sharp peppers.

I like to eat fried small yellow croaker, which is already in the past.

He doesn't like it now, or he doesn't need to eat it anymore.

At that time, I liked to eat because it was made by my mother-in-law, which was full of family warmth and my mother-in-law's full love for me.

If you really talk about fried small yellow croaker, the taste of the restaurant is more authentic.

Did he eat this bite?

What he is missing is the importance that his father-in-law and mother-in-law attach to him and his attitude towards himself.

They all say that they are not sad, how can they not be sad?

My parents died early, and they died just after I finished junior high school.

He really treats his father-in-law and mother-in-law as a family member and his own parents.

But after they were released from prison, what did they do with themselves?

Hey, don't talk about it, I don't know if I should leave here or not.

"Smells okay, right?"

"Taste it, I made it for you."

Mother-in-law Wu Ling pointed at Yang Fan with a smile on her face and signaled to speak.

Yang Fan walked to the dining table and sat down, picked up a small yellow croaker with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

The taste has not changed, and it is still the old craft of my mother-in-law.

It's just that I don't feel that anymore, and I don't have the slightest familiar feeling when I eat it.

"Well, the taste hasn't changed."

Yang Fan nodded and replied lightly.

The smile on her mother-in-law Wu Ling's face decreased slightly, and she could hear Yang Fan's perfunctory tone.

However, thinking of the contradiction between Yang Fan and Xia Ruhua during this period of time, she didn't think much about it anymore.

The daughter did something wrong, otherwise, the old couple would not have lowered their faces and invited their son-in-law to dinner.

For today's meal, she went to the vegetable market for an hour, and came back to cook for more than an hour, working all afternoon.

"Eat as much as you like, it's all yours."

Xia Zhenting spoke on the side, smiled, and glanced at Wu Ling.

"Go and get my Moutai Ageing."

"I don't usually want to drink it."

Mother-in-law Wu Ling glared at Xia Zhenting, and Xia Zhenting was usually not allowed to drink.

Today, Xia Zhenting also took this opportunity and excuse to start drinking.

But for the sake of the family harmony of her daughter and son-in-law, and the harmonious relationship between husband and wife, she can only compromise this time.

She turned around and went to the kitchen to take out the half bottle of Moutai Aged Liquor.

"The son of your father's old colleague, brought it during the holidays, he is very precious and is reluctant to drink."

"You're here today, and I've brought it to you to drink."

When her mother-in-law Wu Ling put the wine on the dining table, she also added, the point is to highlight a difference.

I want Yang Fan to know that both she and her father-in-law love Yang Fan and this son-in-law.

"Well, thank you Dad, for being able to look down on me."

Yang Fan nodded, then took the initiative to get up and pick up the wine bottle and began to pour wine for Xia Zhenting.

"I'll pour you a drink, Dad."

"Let's have a drink first, so we can talk."

Yang Fan said to Xia Zhenting with a smile on his face, and when his glass of wine was full, he drank most of it in one gulp.

This is a two-tael wine glass, and this big mouth is more than one or two.

"My son-in-law is so drinkable, haha."

Xia Zhenting was very happy, and felt that it was really good that his son-in-law could change so quickly.

He also took a sip with a smile, and then bared his teeth in pain, a last expression of enjoyment.

"Come, I'll give my mother a drink, thank you for the sumptuous dishes my mother prepared for me, I feel at home."

Yang Fan poured the wine in the cup again, and then toasted to his mother-in-law, Wu Ling.

Wu Ling shook her head again and again and waved her hand: "If I don't drink, I won't drink." ”

"It's okay, I did it, you feel free."

Yang Fan's face was full of smiles, and then he raised his head and drank it all.

"Yang Fan, drink less!"

Xia Ruhua came out with two dishes, and when she saw Yang Fan's glass of wine, she couldn't help but persuade her.

"It's okay, my parents are looking for me to eat today, I'm happy."

Yang Fan still had a smile on his face and spoke towards Xia Ruhua.

Xia Ruhua frowned, she always felt that Yang Fan's state at the moment was not quite right.

Although Yang Fan was very active and enthusiastic, he felt that the distance between his heart was getting farther and farther away.

Especially in Yang Fan's words, what is at home, what is happy, what can look down on me.

These words have a deep meaning.

Home from home, that's what is used to describe guests.

But Yang Fan, as a son-in-law, is a family in his own right, so how can he feel at home?

As for looking down on him, it was just his father's angry words at the beginning, so he would say that Yang Fan was a waste.

In fact, behind the scenes, when my father went out, he praised him to others for how talented his son-in-law was, how he could make money, and his career was very good.

Of course, after the prison, it was not mentioned.

The main thing is that every time he mentions his son-in-law again, others will say, oh, it's your son-in-law who went to prison, right?

In this case, Xia Zhenting didn't think it was interesting, so he didn't introduce his son-in-law.

"I'm fine, I'm happy."

"Mom fried me little yellow croaker, and Dad gave me his Moutai aged."

"What does that mean?"

Yang Fan looked at Xia Ruhua with a smile on his face.

Xia Ruhua was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head: "I don't know." ”

"This means that my parents value me, right?"

"It means that my career is getting better and better now, and the second elder is more assured, right?"

"It's different from when I was released from prison."

"When I was released from prison, I was really nothing, and the second elder was right to scold me at that time."

"Who doesn't want to have a son-in-law who is capable, has money, and has a strong career? Right? Father? Mother? ”

At the beginning, whether it was Xia Zhenting or Wu Ling, they all had smiles on their faces.

What Yang Fan said really made them feel good, and they felt that their efforts were not in vain.

But later on, after being released from prison, the taste was wrong.

The two elders are not fools, and they can hear the ridicule in Yang Fan's words, or the meaning of grievance.

"Xiaofan, you've gone a little too far."

Syllable!

Xia Zhenting put down the wine glass, and the wine spilled out of it.

His face was as gloomy as iron, and he was extremely ugly.