Mother Zhou glanced at Ye Wudao with an unkind expression: "Dianping, who is this person?"
Zhou Dianping said: "He is the old Ye I often tell you."
Zhou's mother's expression became even more unhappy: "I won't say anything to you because you are fooling around outside all day long. Why do you bring such a person home?"
Zhou Xiaomei also sneered: "Brother, is he the person you said you wanted to introduce to me?"
"Humph, why do you want me to marry a reform-through-labor prisoner?"
Zhou Dianping suddenly became anxious: "Shut up, little sister, what are you talking about?"
Zhou Xiaomei's attitude is still tough: "I'm just telling the truth."
Zhou's mother said impatiently: "Little sister, don't pay attention to him. The food is almost ready. Please help me."
The two of them got back into the simple kitchen and ignored them.
Zhou Dianping was extremely embarrassed: "Um...Old Ye, don't be as familiar with them."
"They are just talking nonsense."
Ye Wudao smiled bitterly.
It seems that Zhou Dianping's status in the family is not very good. His mother and younger sister are merciless when they attack him, and they don't give him any face.
Forget it, who asked you to help me when I was in the most difficult time? Today I will help you improve your family status.
Zhou Dingping took Ye Wudao into the house.
On the table in front of the door, there are good wines and delicious dishes.
Zhou Dianping's taste buds were wide open. Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, the little girl walked in and took away all the food.
Zhou Dianping was anxious: "Little sister, what are you doing?"
Zhou Xiaomei said: "These meals are for you!"
"Zhou Hu is coming over later to talk about the demolition and our marriage. When Zhou Hu comes, you can drink with us."
"Really, why would I mess with a useless brother like you? If there weren't any other men in our family, I wouldn't let you come to the table to embarrass me."
Zhou Dianping's hands and feet trembled with anger: "Little sister, you have gone too far. My friend is here..."
Ye Wudao quickly patted Zhou Dianping on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette: "Don't be angry."
Zhou Dianping was dejected, with an embarrassed look on his face: "Hey, Lao Ye, I made you laugh."
Ye Wudao smiled slightly and said nothing.
At this time, a burst of hearty laughter came from the yard: "Third aunt, little sister, what kind of cooking is this?"
It's Zhou Hu here.
Zhou's mother and Zhou Xiaomei hurriedly went out to greet them.
"Huzi is here, please come in, please come in. Today, my aunt specially made your favorite braised pork."
"Brother Hu, you are getting more and more handsome."
Their enthusiasm for Zhou Hu was in sharp contrast to their indifference towards Zhou Dingping.
Zhou Dianping's expression became even worse and he cursed "what the hell".
Under the leadership of Zhou Xiaomei, Zhou Hu walked in.
Seeing that Ye Wudao was also present, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, what a coincidence, you are here too."
Zhou Xiaomei said in surprise: "Do you know each other?"
Zhou Hu said: "I just met him at the entrance of the village. Isn't he Zhou Dingping's inmate?"
"It just so happens that I'm quite curious about life in prison. You have to tell me about it later."
Zhou Xiaomei narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Yes, yes, he has been in prison for five years, and he should know everything in the prison."
The other party kept talking about "going to jail", and Zhou Dingping couldn't bear it anymore: "That's enough."
"Lao Ye, let's go out to eat."
Zhou Xiaomei suddenly became unhappy: "If you have money to go out to eat, Brother Hu is willing to sit with you, just to give you face, don't be disrespectful."
Ye Wudao also patted Zhou Dianping on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Since the food is ready, let's make it a meal."
"But..." Zhou Dianping was unwilling to give in.
"Sit down." Ye Wudao pushed Zhou Dingping to his seat.
Zhou Hu smiled brightly: "Dianping, you have to learn from Lao Ye."
"You have a thick skin, so you can live happily in society."