Chapter 262

At night.

The food was very rich, mostly made by Han's father and mother. After Han Shuilan came back, he only cooked one dish -

fried loach in oil.

Fry the loach until crisp, then stir fry with ginger, garlic seeds and sour pepper

This is a good dish, which carries the common memory of Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan.

I still remember that autumn, the sunshine was golden and the harvest was plentiful everywhere. When the hard-working farmers gathered the rice home, the paddy field became the best paradise for children

Catching loach -

was one of Liu Yanbo's favorite things to do in autumn at that time, and one of his best things at that age.

More than a decade ago, people at that time were not "smart" enough to use electricity and poison drugs. There were still a lot of wild loach in the paddy field. Liu Yanbo would catch them every day when he came home from school. Sometimes when he caught too much, he would take some to school the next day when he went to school. She would make a fried loach at noon that day, and Or egg loach soup, and then ask him to eat together.

At that time, every noon was Liu Yanbo's most anticipated and wonderful time of the day.

Liu Yanbo still remembers that once he caught a lot of loach, so he took more loach to Han Shuilan than usual.

That day, Han Shuilan made a large pot of egg loach soup, and invited the whole class to eat together. Everyone ate very full and happy

After that day, other students in the class followed Liu Yanbo's example. Every day, a few people brought some vegetables from their homes to school for Mr. Han, such as bacon, loach, or fish caught in the stream Han Shuilan would take it with a smile every day, and then take the trouble to prepare the dishes at noon that day, and then take them to the classroom to share them with the whole class.

for this reason, Liu Yanbo was still depressed for several days at that time. He felt that he had lost the only favorite of Mr. Han

Time flies so fast ~

Liu Yanbo's memory is not very good, because he is too lazy to remember many things, but some people and things have been engraved into his bones early

The past can't be traced ~

"Xiao Liu, just be at home. Don't be polite." As soon as Han's mother came to the table, she picked up a large piece of hoof meat and put it into Liu Yanbo's bowl. She said, "you are so thin that you have to eat more meat to make up for it."

"Xiao Liu, come on, let's go first." Han Fu raised his glass.

"Uncle Liu, here you are." Han Chenxi took a chicken leg out of her bowl and put it in Liu Yanbo's bowl.

"Thank you." As Liu Yanbo continued to pick up the dishes from a bowl, he was not idle with his other hand. He quickly lifted up his glass of wine --

he was still a little stiff.

The enthusiasm of the Han family can be expected. Although he had made full psychological preparation before coming, Liu Yanbo still overestimated his coping ability in this respect, but fortunately -

his appetite has always been good, and his drinking capacity is even better.

Regardless of whether you are chicken, duck, fish, radish or cabbage, or whether you want to sip it or drink it in one gulp, Liu Yanbo is always welcome. He eats and drinks happily.

Of course, food is for people to eat. Wine is used to drink.

Most of the older generation are very down-to-earth. They are very satisfied with Liu Yanbo's "eat as you please, drink as you please". Both of them feel that this young man is sincere.

Five dishes and one soup, two bottles of high-quality liquor, half of which fell into Liu Yanbo's stomach, plus three bowls of rice

After dinner, it was dark.

After playing weiqi with Han's father, Liu Yanbo got up and said goodbye. His EQ may not be high enough, but he has always been a man who can judge the situation.

after the Han family met again after such a robbery, their family needed a space without outsiders to vent their feelings accumulated in each other's hearts these days.

Han's father and mother did not ask Han Shuilan to send Liu Yanbo downstairs and told him to come home when he was free.

It's freezing and the night is long.

Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan walk together on the road of the community, walking very slowly.

They were reunited after a long separation many years later, and they did not have a good chat in these days. They did not even ask about each other's status quo at the dinner table with a pleasant atmosphere tonight.

Liu Yanbo is not a person who likes to inquire about other people's privacy, just as he does not like people asking about his past -

Keren, doesn't he always like to do things he doesn't like?

"Miss Han..." Liu Yanbo took a puff of smoke. After a slight meal, he summoned up his courage and asked, "how can I not see my father in the morning these days?"

The son was abducted by human traffickers, but the father of the child has never appeared in such a big event -

this is very unusual and not a good omen.

Liu Yanbo did not dare to ask before, and he also felt that he should not ask, but this question has been lingering in his mind, making him want to know the exact answer more than anyone else."Ah?" Han Shuilan stopped and looked quite surprised.

But soon, her face floating that bit of surprise was replaced by a deep indifference, really cold, like to see an elephant trample on an ant.

Maybe after a few seconds, maybe a little longer

"Dead." Han Shuilan's voice became very cold, but also revealed a stubborn.

Han Chenxi's father is dead?

This sounds like a bad answer, but the real answer is probably only worse than this one?

Liu Yanbo's past experience has made Liu Yanbo an extremely good observer. He has captured the deep-rooted indifference in Han Shuilan's expression. He knows more clearly that the indifference will never be due to her indifference to life and death. It can only be -

some people may not have died, but in some people's hearts, it is better to die.

The day was killed by himself?

Liu Yanbo wanted to kill himself with a slap. He did not dare to ask questions or comfort him. He could only walk quietly with his head down.

Liu Yanbo and Han Shuilan are aware of each other's differences. For a while, they don't know how to open their mouth again. They have to walk with their heads down, and soon they arrive at the gate of the community.

"Miss Han..." "Stinky boy..."

The two stopped each other with one voice, then laughed at each other, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Liu Yanbo touched his nose and said with a smile, "Mr. Han, speak first."

"Well." Han Shuilan nodded, but after she thought about it, she said, "if you have anything, you can say it first. I have nothing to do with it."

Liu Yanbo also thought about it, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do with it."

Anyone can see that these two people are insincere, but they seem to be unaware of it.

"Oh ~" Han Shuilan said, "when you go back, pay attention to safety on the way."

"Well." Liu Yanbo nodded.

The atmosphere was relaxed, but because Liu Yanbo had ventured to ask, the sense of distance between them seemed to return to that when they met again at Haida University.

It's not what he wants.

When he was about to walk out of the gate, Liu Yanbo stopped again, and his face was covered with a brave smile like a teenager. He looked back and said, "sister, can I still eat your cooking as often as I used to?"

Sister?

Han Shuilan remembers that this is her allowed address, her smile gradually gentle, eyes even have doting: "any time can."

"Hook." Liu Yanbo quickly ran back and picked up his little finger with a smile.

"Childish." Han Shuilan put out his hand with a smile.

Hooking ~ hanging ~ one hundred years ~ no change ~

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