The story of a cook

Chapter 582

The employees had a dinner party on September 30th. On this day, Zhou Xiaomei called me and said that she and Li Shuang came to me during the Mid-Autumn Festival and wanted to eat stewed stupid chicken.I asked her if Yang Zhijun was coming, and she said that Yang Zhijun was not coming, and he went to the Internet cafe to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

Time flies, and it's Mid-Autumn Festival again.

Call Lin Yan and ask where she is going for the holiday?She said she went to her mother-in-law's house with her son.I told her to bring her son to Binhai, but she couldn't tell, she hadn't returned to her mother's house after the New Year's Eve, and she just went back to visit during the holiday.

I called Fifth Sister to ask about my mother's situation. Fifth Sister said that my mother was in very good health and there was no need to worry about it.Ask my third sister's family, Jin Sheng, if he will get married and go back, and I say go back.The fifth sister said that she knew that I would not be able to go back for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Jin Sheng asked for a few more days off when she got married and stayed at home for two more days. She specifically asked me to take my son back. Mother misses her grandson.

I went back last year when my mother celebrated her birthday. It has been almost a year and I miss my mother very much.

The older I get, the more homesick I get, especially after having kids.

If you are not in charge, you don’t know that chai rice is expensive.

As a child, how can there be no filial piety?

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in the old shop, and it starts serving customers at 5:[-] pm, and it's busy until [-]:[-] pm.The upstairs and downstairs are full and the tables are turned over. It is estimated that it can sell for more than [-].

I stewed the little stupid chicken in advance. At 08:30, I took the little stupid chicken and packed two more dishes and went back to the apartment.

The house was clean and I stood at attention, knowing that Wang Hong came to clean up at noon, but I didn't come back, I went to buy a little stupid chicken.

Li Shuang and Zhou Xiaomei had to wait a while to come over, and lay down on the sofa for a while before they came.

The phone rang, and Miss Ma called.

"Hi sister!" I greeted.

"Okay, you too," she said, and then asked, "Are you busy today?"

"It's okay, quite busy."

"Have you got off work?"

"I'll be back first. After a while, Li Shuang and Zhou Xiaomei will come over and want to eat little stupid chicken."

"You stewed it?"

"Well, it was stewed in the restaurant, and I just brought it back."

She asked: "Did you eat moon cakes during the festival?"

I replied: "Yes, I ate a piece of the mooncakes given out in the morning." Then I asked: "Did MCA come back for the holidays?"

"I'm back. I left after lunch. She is on duty today," she said.

"I'm still on duty during the holidays. How nice it is to be with you at home."

"Accompany me? Have a good New Year's Eve." She then asked me, "Your nephew is getting married, so why don't you come back?"

I said, "Go back."

"How many days off do you have?"

"I'm going to invite you for ten days, and stay at home for a few more days."

"You must come to me when you come back."

"Must, I promise to see you." I smiled and said, "I still have to eat the noodles you made."

"Okay, sure, I'll roll out noodles for you when you come." Then he said: "Don't lie to me, if you don't come, I won't know you."

I said, "No, I have to."

To be honest, I really miss Sister Ma. She can think of many things for me when she is here, and sometimes she can beat me and tell me not to make mistakes.I know she likes me, but she just can't.

I regard her as my sister in my heart, and I also like her emotionally, or I still love her secretly in my heart.She is kind, gentle, and considerate. If she can still manage the family as a daughter-in-law, it is just a twist of fate. She was born more than ten years late, and I didn't meet when she married me.

It was very hard to get along with her, and they both suppressed each other's emotions and dared not release them.It seems to be a bitter love, but also like a relentless waiting.

Is this considered love?

I'm a little scared when I think about love. There is Lin Yan at home. She is my wife. What are you thinking?

Put this thought aside quickly, stand up and go to the bathroom to take a shower, sober and sober.

It's 09:30 after taking a shower, so Li Shuang and Zhou Xiaomei are expected to arrive after ten o'clock.

Someone knocked on the door, and when I opened it, it was Wang Hong.

"Don't you have a key?" I asked.

"Aren't you afraid that there are people in your room?" After she finished speaking, she walked in, saw that there was no one in the room, and asked, "The two of them haven't come yet?"

"No, it's coming soon." I said.

She took the fruit from my hotel to the kitchen to wash, and served them out on a plate.

"Welcome to spend the holidays with you? I'm not welcome to go." She asked with a smile.

"Welcome," I said.

"I talked to Xiaomei on the phone before, and she said to bring me, or else she wouldn't come."

I said, "If you don't come, please go."

"You're not that kind."

After she finished speaking, she warmed up the stewed little stupid chicken, then brought it to the table, arranged the dishes I brought back, and took out the bowls and chopsticks.

Looking at her skillful movements, she looks a bit like a housewife.

Men tend to have daydreams when they are comfortable. At this time, they think that it would be nice to have such a wife. Every day when they get home from work, everything will be tidied up. There is food to eat, drink to drink, and clothes to be washed. Someone cooks the meal, so what else to say.

I laughed after thinking about it, she looked at me and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

I said, "I'm not laughing, I'm thinking about something good."

She came over to be beside me, looked at me and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"It would be nice to have a wife like you," I said.

In fact, I shouldn't have said that, but I couldn't help but say what I thought.

"Okay? Then you don't want me?" She smiled, and she could see that she was teasing.

"No, I have a wife."

"It's okay, I don't want a name."

"I can't afford it."

"I don't need you to support me, I am self-reliant."

"Sooner or later, I will marry you off."

"As long as it's not an African nigger."

We both laughed.

It's good to chat freely like this when she's not drinking. She still has a manly personality, without the affectation of a woman, but I like it very much.The only thing I'm afraid of is that she drinks alcohol, that kind of enthusiasm can easily make people commit crimes.

In fact, my conditions are good. I live in an apartment by myself, and I don’t have to go to a hotel to get a room if I have any problems with a woman. It can be said to be unique.But I was bound by traditional moral concepts and felt that I shouldn't do that.Also, even if you want to find a woman, you can't find it in a restaurant, and besides, you can't hold back anymore.How about having a relationship with sister Ma like that? I still like her in my heart.

Many people say that the restaurant is quite chaotic, and it is easy to breed problems between men and women.I understand this kind of thing.Because 80.00% of people who work in restaurants come out to work, whether they are in rural areas or in cities, they are all migrant workers.Take chefs as an example, most of them are married in their thirties, live in a dormitory outside, and it’s not bad to see their wives twice a year. They are all normal men, can you not think about it?This is an undeniable reality.The chef is like this, isn't the receptionist also like this?Men, like women, have biological needs.

When a man cannot be with his wife for a long time, and a woman cannot be with her husband for a long time, sparks will inevitably arise.

It is unacceptable from a moral point of view, but men and women driven by desire are haunted by emotion, tasting love that is not accepted by the world.

Is there true love?have.Can we say that Li Cheng's love for Zhang Chunmei is fake?Does he not like this woman?In my perception, I think Li Cheng is a man who dares to sacrifice for true love.

Li Shuang and Zhou Xiaomei arrived at [-]:[-], and they brought some barbecue skewers when they came.

Come and eat, everything is ready.

"It's the first time I've spent the August Festival outside as a grown-up, and I spent it at home before." Li Shuang said.

"How many times have I lived outside, I'm used to it." Zhou Xiaomei said.

Li Shuang handed me a pork tendon skewer and asked, "Boss, do you miss your son?"

I said, "I think so, why don't you think so."

"I miss my son too, and really want to go back and have a look," she said.

Zhou Xiaomei smiled and said, "I think you miss your husband."

"Why do you miss him? I only miss my son, and it's not easy to think about my husband. If I want to, I can be a bride anytime." Li Shuang said carelessly.

"Who are you? Are you upset with sister?" Zhou Xiaomei said.

Li Shuang said: "Sister Shuang, I don't lack men, I just miss my little man."

After speaking, everyone laughed.

After a while Zhou Xiaomei said: "Uncle, the old man and his family ate at the new restaurant today, and Mr. Yan and her husband also went."

I asked, "Is the old man's son here?"

"Come here, I came with my wife and children." She then said: "Wang Yaxin's son is too aggressive, standing at the bar where he doesn't move, he always has nothing to say."

Li Shuang said: "Wang Yaxin's son is the most fucked up, he's perverted, look at him and don't bother others."

I said: "He drives for the old man, he is not here all the time, I can ignore him when I see him."

"You think you are willing to talk to him, but if you don't talk to him, he will come to you, the toad jumps on the back of his feet, and doesn't bite anyone." Li Shuang said with a displeased face.

"If you do that again, scratch him." Wang Hong said.

"Wait, you didn't provoke me now, just scratch him if you provoke him." Li Shuang said viciously.

"You can't be polite to that kind of person. The more you give him a face, the more you think you're afraid of him. If you take the opportunity to punish him hard, you'll be honest. He's afraid of losing face. Besides, the old man can't afford to embarrass him." Wang Hong said.

"I didn't show him any face today." Zhou Xiaomei said, "Look at his small appearance, he's not as tall as three pieces of tofu, he's as fat as a gas tank."

I asked, "Has he harassed you?"

Zhou Xiaomei smiled and said: "That's what you mean, come to me, I stared at him and didn't dare to say anything." After speaking, imitating the scene at that time: "I told him, get out of the way, this is the bar. What do you look like at this stop? It affects the customer's mood to pay the bill. I didn't even look at him after I finished speaking, he stood there for a while, seeing no one answered, and finally left."

It seems that I have to talk to Wang Yaxin when I have time, and ask him to talk about his son being more honest.

Li Shuang and Zhou Xiaomei came over late and didn't drink too much. They have to go to work tomorrow, and it will be over at twelve o'clock.

(End of this chapter)