A Hongmen banquet. Except for old Han, the rest are people Ye Zhiqiu doesn't want to see.

Seeing her lack of appetite, old Han specially changed Ye Jingyu's braised eggplant, which she had just pinched with more chopsticks, to her. Ye Jingyu turned black in an instant.

"Qiuqiu, listen to Jingyu, her grandfather said, you've been in Fengcheng these years, how are you there?" Yan Lian suddenly opened her mouth and broke the silence.

Ye Zhiqiu lifted her eyes and glanced at her. He said faintly, "a hundred people have a hundred ways to live. If it's not good, you can run back and rely on Grandpa and grandpa."

Yan Lian smiled bitterly: "it's true that people always want to go home. In recent years, your father doesn't know how many times he has nagged you."

Ye Zhiqiu also wanted to fill in for her. Over there, the doorbell rang. Sister Tang ran to open the door. She was shocked to see someone coming. She quickly turned to master Han in the restaurant and said, "old chief, the third uncle is coming."

When ye Zhiqiu heard the words "three uncles", the whole person immediately tightened up, like a frightened little hedgehog.

"Third uncle, wait a minute. I'll get you a pair of slippers," said Mrs. Tang respectfully.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't turn his head to take a look. He looked at his nose and mouth, but the sound of changing shoes at the door was particularly clear at this moment.

Fingers subconsciously clench chopsticks.

The man had come to the restaurant step by step. She glanced at the corner of her eyes and noticed the dark and straight pants.

"Have you eaten?" Han asked.

He spoke in a kind tone without any consideration, even if the son-in-law had divorced his little daughter.

In old Han's opinion, he had no children in his life. Zhiqiu's mother and Yin Lian married ye zanwen, and ye zanwen lost his eldest daughter. In addition, the little son-in-law was always excellent. Therefore, he regarded him as half a son, because his daughter's red apricot came out of the wall more and more felt sorry for him.

Over the past few years, Huo Zhongxiao has sometimes been idle at work and occasionally came to see him, an old man.

"Just finished from city a, passed by city B and stopped by." the man's low and pleasant voice sounded in the restaurant.

The mature man's unique calm, not wordy, has explained things clearly in one sentence.

Ye Zhiqiu said nothing and did not look up. His drooping eyelashes cast two shadows on Bai Xi's face. There was no arrogance just now.

"If there is no food, we have just served and let sister-in-law Tang give you the dishes and chopsticks." Yan Lian spoke again.

Yan Lian is a woman who can judge the situation. Now the position of the Huo family is there. The son of general staff Huo has a bright future, and she can see it clearly.

At that time, my sister took a look at Huo Zhongxiao, who came to find Han at home. The whole person followed him like a devil. The artistic woman especially loved the tall and perfect man. In particular, Huo Zhongxiao was stable and gave birth to a pair of deep and good-looking eyes, which was completely in line with Han Jingqiu's aesthetics.

In order to marry Huo Zhongxiao, Han Jingqiu, 22, took great pains. She often went to Fengcheng to please Huo Zhongxiao's mother and ran to Huo Zhongxiao's work place every three or five times. Finally, she got her wish. As a result, after a few years of marriage, she hated that others didn't understand the wind.

Finally, while Huo Zhongxiao was out of town, Han Jingqiu eloped abroad with the little Jane face conductor in their orchestra.

When Yin Lian recalled the past, sister-in-law Tang had taken out the dishes and chopsticks.

Old Han looked at the more stable man at the door of the restaurant. He had appreciation. Pointing to the empty seat opposite Ye Zhiqiu, he said, "sit down and eat first."

Ye Zhiqiu heard the squeak of the chair feet rubbing against the ground.

"Little uncle!" Ye Jingyu shouted intimately.

She heard the man's gentle voice again: "when did you come back from England?"

Ye Jingyu smiled and curved her beautiful eyes: "late last month."

Then ye Jing poked Yan Yu with her elbow and said, "ah Yu, pour a glass of wine for your little uncle."

"No, I have to drive back later."

Old Han looked at the weather outside and said, "it's so late. I'll rest at home tonight and go after breakfast tomorrow."

Over the years, every time Huo Zhongxiao came to the Han family, he sat for a while and left without staying overnight.

When Yan Lian thought he would refuse, Huo Zhongxiao gave a faint "um" and agreed.

Old Han looked very happy and immediately asked sister-in-law Tang to prepare the guest room.

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