Another day later, when the video of "Brother Master" spread online and was hyped up by people from all walks of life, Yang Fan resolutely made up his mind to leave the city where he had lived for several years, and took the train to his hometown alone.

This was not a temporary whim, but a decision made after maturity. For Yang Fan, the city no longer has the value to continue staying there, and since the work is not there anyway, it would be better to take the money you earned back to your hometown.

He called his family this morning and said he wanted to come back. His parents were surprised when they heard this and did not say anything else. They thought Yang Fan was continuing his original work and was just going home for a vacation.

"Dad, mom, I'm back!"

The traffic was very developed. Before nightfall, Yang Fan returned home smoothly and rang the doorbell.

"Ah, Xiaofan is here! Damn the kid, stop watching TV, Xiaofan is back."

Yang's father's surprise sound came from the living room, and soon the door opened.

Looking at his father who hadn't seen him for more than half a year and had a few more wrinkles on his face, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel sore, and he felt like he wanted to cry loudly.

In the past few years, I have only been home three or four times in total, and have been wandering outside for too long. I am working hard for my dreams and future, but in the end, what have I gained?

It is really helpless for people to not be able to control their own destiny. Even if they have the opportunity to rely on hard work to get everything they want, what else do they have to pay in this process?

Why are some people born to be superiors and can tell themselves to get out with just a little word, while some people have to wander outside and separate from their families to get some meager salary and comfort?

But fortunately... Thank God, it's all over.

"Xiaofan, why are you still standing at the door when you get home? Come in quickly. When your mother heard that you were back, she made your favorite green pepper shredded pork." Yang Fan woke up with a word.

Yes, why do you want so much? Everything is not important to reunite with your family.

At this time, Yang's mother also walked out of the house and greeted the father and son with a smile. Yang Fan took off his luggage, took a shower, and soon after removing the foul air that was touched during the journey, it was time for dinner.

Before I could sit down, I could smell a scent that was fascinating.

When Yang Fan heard that he was coming back, Yang's mother specially added a meal. The dinner was very rich, including green pepper shredded pork, garlic-flavored pork ribs, fried rapeseed, hand-pulled chicken, roasted eggplant, fried fungus, onion shredded pork, and leek fried eggs. They were placed around a large pot of white soup like stars.

The soup is fish soup. The porcelain basin contains fresh soup as white as milk, which exudes a strong fragrance, making people's index fingers tremble.

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel like crying again. This is like a home, this is the dish made by his mother. Think about how he used to work hard outside the country alone, deserted and looked like?

He ate this meal very deliciously, much better than the small restaurants he was away at that time. This is natural, was the dish my mother cooked by herself?

"Dad, mom, I'll tell you something."

After dinner, Yang Fan looked at his parents' expressions and was happy about his return, and planned to take the opportunity to make the words clear.

"I quit my job."

"Ah? Have you quit your job?" Seeing that he looked serious, my parents stayed at the table and listened carefully, but suddenly heard this sentence and were stunned.

"Xiaofan, why did you quit your job? You didn't make any mistakes, right?" Yang's father frowned, his tone a little stern.

"Look at what you said, Xiaofan is so old, will he not have any opinion? Don't interrupt him, listen to him." Yang's mother was more enlightened than Yang's father, interrupted Yang's father's interrogation and signaled Yang Fan to continue.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the job makes too little money and is too tired, so I don't do it." Yang Fan smiled, his expression that made people feel depressed, as if he lost the job, but he did it casually.

Yang's father sighed and asked, "Okay, you're not old anymore. You must have your own reasons to do this, but I ask you, what are you going to do in the future? It won't work."

"Dad, mom, don't worry about this. If there is no better thing to do, would I quit my job so easily? What do you think this is?"

Yang Fan changed his serious expression and took out a passbook from his clothes with a smile, highlighting it in front of his parents.

"Ah, 250,000 yuan, where did you get so much money?" The parents were shocked.

Both of them have worked diligently for most of their lives. Although their income is still good, it is still very difficult for them to spend more than 200,000 yuan in one go. Even the old capital they saved themselves is far from comparable to this number.

Yang Fan showed it all, which made them a little difficult for them to accept.

"Of course it's the income from labor." Yang Fan smiled.

Sure enough, all evil money is not omnipotent, but at least it has many uses. As soon as Yang Fan showed off his income, he fooled the reason, at least making his parents believe that he had found a better job and lost his original job.

In this era, there were many professional players who made money by playing games, so Yang Fan said that this was the money he made from the game. When he planned to make money like this in the future, his parents did not object, especially Yang Fan cited the fact that a certain celebrity dropped out of school and started a business, and a successful person changed jobs to do it alone. They were excited and full of confidence in him.

However, it’s just one month after "resignation", and I’ve earned money that I haven’t earned in the past few years. Isn’t that too incredible?

"Son, don't lie to us. In this society, knowing the law is the most important thing. A family is safe and healthy than anything else. Don't spend yourself in just to get money..." Yang's mother was even a little worried. Could such a large amount of money be of an incorrect origin, right?

Yang Fan had long guessed that his parents would find it difficult to accept, but as a child, he still had to persuade them carefully to reassure their parents.

After a while, the couple, who had been honest and honest, finally believed their son's words and no longer suspected that the money was from the wrong origin, but even so, they were still a little light, as if they were in a dream.

Yang Fan didn't know that his parents still had this idea, but even if he knew, he could only smile bitterly.

Haha, it’s understandable to be honest, being more conservative.

However, in the end, they chose to trust their son and excitedly put away their passbooks, saying that they wanted to help him save their wife's book, save them well, and don't spend them randomly, so they let him go.

Yang Fan lay down for a year and slept very peacefully on the bed in his room.

Yang Fan's hometown is a small town, not as prosperous as a developed city, but the connection between people is much closer than that of big cities. In just one night, neighbors, relatives and friends received some news. The first one to know is naturally Zhao Xinyu, who is not far from the opposite door, nicknamed Xiaopang.

Xiaopang is one year younger than Yang Fan, but he is a classmate. Moreover, he was not only in the same school in elementary school, but also in junior high school and high school. Perhaps the two were really destined to be together. Several times, they randomly divided classes and arranged school registrations, and were all assigned to the same school, in the same class, and even became classmates.

It has been more than ten years since the two of them have been having sex since childhood, and they are even more kidding than brothers.

"Damn, Brother Fan, when did you come back from death? You didn't call me early. Are you still an individual? Do you still treat me as a buddy? It's too much..."

Early the next morning, Fatty Zhao, who heard the news, rushed to Yang Fan's bed, turned him out of the quilt, and shouted.

"Damn, Xiaopang, you are here too. No one answered my phone call. My phone said that the phone was out of order. How can I notify you if I asked me to notify you..." Yang Fan was sleeping soundly, and suddenly someone was lifted from the quilt, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Oh, this child is back from death, I really don't pay attention to his words." Yang's mother made breakfast in the kitchen, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

Xiaopang ran to his home and shouted, but it was not the first time, they had been used to it for a long time.

Speaking of which, the Yang and Zhao families have a very good relationship. They are neighbors before they have children. They visit each other and are as familiar as their own.

Watching each other's children grow up, this is also a rare fate.

After a while of fighting, he was no longer as naughty and active as he was when he was a child. The two sat down seriously and talked about recent events. When they heard that Yang Fan had quit his job and had a vacation and planned to stay at home for a while, the fat man couldn't help but lit up and asked, "Damn it, why didn't you do this early! I used to ask you to play 'records' with me. You said you were busy with work and didn't have time, and you didn't know what you were doing. Now, there is no reason to refuse me. Come on, come on, fix your computer and virtual helmet, pull the Internet, let's go out together."

To be ashamed, Yang Fan did not reveal the specific content of his work to anyone, and Xiaopang is also a carefree guy and never cares about such things, so he doesn't know.

He thought Yang Fan was just an ordinary white-collar worker and was working hard in other places. Now, when he heard that he had time, he immediately asked him to play with him.

"Okay... accompany you and make a living together." Yang Fan rubbed his eyes and yawned.
Chapter completed!