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On the way home on the weekend, Yan Zisheng made up his mind to return the key to Xue Fang after lunch. When he got home, he thought about what to do in case Xue Fang had to go to work, so he hurried upstairs to get his mobile phone, turned it on and asked him on WeChat .

"Are you going to work this afternoon?"

After sending the message, he went downstairs and saw Yan Xuemeng's family came to eat again, without raising his eyelids, he called aunt, uncle, and sister.

His father still didn't come back, and he was the last one at the table.

At the dinner table, Yan Xuemeng mentioned Gao Zhi's recent business deal, meaning that he didn't have a car to drive at the moment, so could he borrow another Freelander named by Yan Xue to drive first.

Yan Zisheng didn't care about these things at first, but he got angry for no reason, so he asked: "Didn't you drive the Range Rover that my dad didn't drive before?"

"How can you say that, uncle gave your father money." Gao Zhi was a little embarrassed.

Yan Zisheng didn't answer, just smiled and ate a piece of pork ribs.

The topic is over.

It's money, 50, and it's a good deal to change to a Range Rover that has been driven for a year.The abacus was crackling.This happens every time, and he is not a man who does not make money. His uncle is much smarter than his father. Yan Zisheng doesn't care that he often wants to take advantage of it, but it can't always be like this. He always talks about the family, and then I tried my best to take advantage of it.

After taking a few bites, I didn't want to eat any more, so I turned around and went upstairs.

Sitting in the study, he took out his mobile phone, but Xue Fang hadn't returned to him, so he had to put the phone aside and took out his homework.

Mathematics wrote two, and the mobile phone pushed the message.

Xue Fang said, "At home, come on."

Halfway through Yanzi's birth, the people downstairs had already sat on the sofa and started chatting again, continuing the topic just now.Gao Zhi kept saying that his grandparents didn't make much noise.

He took back his steps, turned around and went upstairs, took another staircase, walked from the back door of the kitchen to the back yard and exited the door.The aunt who washed the dishes turned her back to him and didn't see him, and he didn't say anything.

He walked to Xue Fang's door in one breath, only to realize that he had forgotten his mobile phone in the study.

The key fell into his pocket and he kept holding it tightly, his fingers turning white.

He rang the doorbell, and Xue Fang came to open the door.

"Why don't you just open the door and come in." Xue Fang was wearing an apron and still held a shovel in his hand. When he saw him coming, he turned around and went to the kitchen, "Change your slippers yourself, the potatoes just came out of the pot."

The whirring sound of the range hood in the kitchen came through the door, and it was obvious that there was only one person, but Yan Zisheng was taken aback.

Yan Zisheng pushed open the door and walked in. Xue Fang was very skilled in cooking. He added salt and turned it twice to prepare the potato shreds to be taken out of the pot. He didn't look back, "Have you eaten, just put it?"

"No, there's no one at home." Yan Zisheng turned his head to watch Xue Fang put the pot into the sink and soak it in water, and took out two pieces of tissue paper and handed them over.

Xue Fang took it and wiped his hands, then picked up the potato shreds and vegetarian chicken: "I'm preparing for you to come to eat, otherwise I'll make a living and eat vegetarian and meat. You take the covered ribs and I'll cook them." An egg soup, serve the rice by yourself, serve as much as you want."

"it is good."

Yan Zisheng ate two servings of pork ribs a day. Obviously the aunt at home cooks delicious food, but he thinks that Xue Fang's food is better here.

Xue Fang saw Yan Zisheng burying his head in his meal, his head lowered almost into the bowl, his hair untied, covering both sides of his face, and wanted to tell him to eat more food, when he saw a few tears falling into Yan Zisheng's rice bowl .

Yan Zisheng didn't know why.

Just can't stop.

Xue Fang swallowed the words in his stomach, got up and took out the paper and handed it over.

Yan Zisheng took it but didn't wipe it, just held it in his hand, pushed away the bowl, and cried without a sound, Xue Fang stood up again and took out the paper, folded the paper towel twice into a sheet-like rectangle, bent over and hugged it His shoulders lightly pressed against his eyes.

The paper towel gets wet in no time.

With the temperature of tears and eyelids, Xue Fang's fingers felt a wet and astringent touch, and even felt a little hot.

Yan Zisheng quickly adjusted.

With red eyes, he said to Xue Fang: "The ribs you made are so delicious."

Xue Fang didn't ask any more questions, but touched the back of his head: "Then eat more."