When I went downstairs, Father Ye had already packed the rice, three bowls of white rice, and three pairs of chopsticks. Just wait for them to come down and start eating.

Seeing them coming, Father Ye knocked on the table with chopsticks and gave an order: "Open the meal." ”

"Sister." Ye Ziqiang twisted his body and coquettishly to Ye Feiyang.

"Eat first." Ye Feiyang saw that there was his favorite eggplant on the table, so he picked up the chopsticks, took one and put it in his mouth.

It's delicious.

"If you don't agree, I won't eat." Ye Ziqiang sat down and looked away angrily.

"Love to eat or not, your stomach is your own, and you can't starve me." Ye Feiyang continued to eat, this cold tomato, sweet and sour, good, very appetizing.

"Sister." Ye Ziqiang saw that Feiyang was eating well, but in fact, he was also hungry.

After a while, seeing that they ignored themselves and ate deliciously, Ye Ziqiang picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

"Old Ye, what are you eating?" While eating, a tall and thin man walked outside the door, Ye Feiyang knew that he was a friend of his father, and the two often fished and played chess together.

The people in the village have always eaten early, but today it is late because they have to wait for Feiyang.

"Coincidentally, the leaves are back."

"Uncle Wu is good." Ye Feiyang nodded to Uncle Wu, took the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen.

In order to maintain his figure, Ye Feiyang already ate little, only ate one bottom, and ate half a bowl today, which was already beyond the standard.

"What did you think about the last time I talked to you?" Uncle Wu asked Father Ye in a low voice.

Father Ye lowered his head and said softly, "I haven't discussed it with the child yet?" ”

Ye Feiyang went to the living room and took two teacups.

"I think that's a good thing, right?"

"Hmm."

Ye Feiyang looked at his father's appearance, as if he was not very happy.

Ye Feiyang poured two cups of tea inside, the tea is ordinary tea, it was brought over by Huang Hua a few days ago, Longjing.

"It just so happens that the family is here, so you can discuss it, after all, it's not a trivial matter." Wu Bo stood up,

"Uncle Wu, let's have a drink and then go."

"No, next time, next time." Wu Bo raised his hand as he walked.

"Dad, what's the good thing he's talking about?" Ye Ziqiang bit a piece of braised pork in his mouth and looked at Father Ye.

Father Ye glanced at it, "You finish eating first, and we'll talk." ”

"Hmm." Ye Feiyang drank a bowl of winter melon soup a few times and patted his belly.

"Ziqiang, wash the dishes." Ye Feiyang really couldn't get used to him.

She pushed the bowl in front of Ye Ziqiang.

Ye Ziqiang is not, Ye Feiyang glared, Ye Ziqiang had to obediently arrange the dishes and chopsticks.

"The village came to fill out the form, saying that it was a thorough investigation."

"Oh." Ye Feiyang knew that the family relied on the money earned by his father's odd jobs, and the money was almost used by Ye Ziqiang to go to college.

I have only saved a little bit of my salary for the past two years.

Huang Hua has 200,000 yuan, but it is his money after all.

As soon as my father did this, he also expected himself to make up for it.

Ye Feiyang just sighed softly.

"By the way, what ......is the happy event that Uncle Wu just said?"

Father Ye took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, took out one, and smoked it skillfully.

Ye Feiyang remembered that when he was a child, his mother left home because his father was a gambler and loved to drink, and when he was in junior high school, his father quit drinking and smoking, and also took a job as a company janitor to support his family.

In recent years, Ye Feiyang has been busy with work, Ye Ziqiang graduated from university, his father never leaves his cigarette, and likes to drink two glasses, but not much.