Chapter 327
When the seeds of hatred are planted, any explanation will be weak. In the past, Ma Hua thought that Qin Huairu was a more virtuous woman, and her words were nice, but these words are so harsh to her ears now.

The child is still young, the child in your family is in his 20s, if it wasn’t for his lack of skills, his wife should be married now, and I could have established a family when I was his age, and I have two children, so It's ironic that you are still a child when you are so old.

Hearing his mother's explanation, Bang Gon just curled his lips and thought: As long as you, MCA, have a little self-knowledge, don't think too much, just help me do these jobs honestly, and it's best when you get the money Don't reach out, it's not something you should covet.

Ma Hua's chopping action became faster and faster, and the sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board became louder and louder. Even Sha Zhu, a careless person, felt that things might not be good.

So Shazhu also said: "Huairu is right. I have indeed neglected Ma Hua in recent years. He is not bad in terms of ability. It is true that he should be given a chance to be alone. You should pay more for Ma Hua today. A few yuan, next time I have a job as a cook, I think I can let Ma Hua try to be a master chef, and if there is no problem, I can fly solo."

Ma Hua is a smart man, knowing that the fool would seek help again, he pretended to go downhill and said with a smile, "Thank you master, I am still far behind in this skill, and I need more guidance from the master."

Bang Gon sneered and said: "If you know you are not good enough, don't think too much about it. Just be a kitchen helper. Don't think about those good things. If you leave our house, you will starve to death outside."

Qin Huairu was so angry that he wanted to give these cowardly sons a big blow, but since he was a pet, he didn't have the habit of beating, so he could only yell at the stick: "Is there anyone who talks like that? Ma Hua is your senior brother, what are you doing?" Let me be more respectful, don't just stay by the stove, go to the front and walk the dishes."

After the stick was driven away by Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu quickly comforted Ma Hua: "Ma Hua, don't mind, I was spoiled since I was a child, I don't know what's good, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Ma Hua is not a submissive person either, he smiled back and said: "Master, it's okay, I don't know what a good person he is, except he doesn't know how to speak and behave, he is a good boy in other respects."

Silly Zhu and Qin Huairu glanced at each other, wondering how parents can be psychologically innumerable, but what can be done, sticky his grandma taught the child crooked since he was a child, and now they just want to straighten it up, and the two of them are unable to do what they want.

Silly Zhu said: "Ma Hua, don't complain, I have taught you all my skills, and I will ask someone tomorrow. If the canteen in our factory lacks a master chef, I will let you fill it. How about it?"

Ma Hua said with a smile: "Thank you, master, for cultivating."

He thought disdainfully: Didn't he want to kick me away to pave the way for his son? Unfortunately, a stick is just a piece of mud. If you want to help him up the wall, don't even think about it, silly Zhu, one day , you don't regret it.

At this time, the stick who served the dishes came back angrily, and threw the tray in his hand on the stove, Qin Huairu roared angrily: "What are you doing, the factory is in a downturn this year, and the bonuses are not much. Thanks to your stupid uncle, you can still do some cooking work, otherwise you would just wait to drink the northwest wind."

Stick said angrily, "Do you know who I saw?"

Silly Zhu asked while cooking: "Who can make you so angry?"

Bang Gon panted and said, "It's the guy who made me lose my job as a driver in the ministry."

Qin Huairu frowned and didn't speak, Shazhu tapped the spoon: "Isn't this the narrow road to Yuanjia? Go and settle the score with him."

Ma Hua hurriedly stopped him: "Master, let's take care of the cook today. If we hate the master, our reputation will be ruined. If we want to take this kind of work in the future, it will be difficult. Now we can point to the cook. The work is making money."

Qin Huairu felt that what Ma Hua said was reasonable, so he also took Shazhu's arm: "Ma Hua is right, the job of the stick is gone, there is no need to tarnish our reputation for a moment, don't make trouble , stick stem, you also give me honestly."

Qin Huairu calmed down the father and son, but he felt that there were fifteen buckets fetching water in his heart, and he was up and down, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Ma Hua said: "Why don't I go to the food, I'm afraid that something will happen to the stick."

"It's your shit, cut your vegetables." Stick stem scolded: "You think I'm like you, what can I do."

In fact, Bang Geng’s heart is really suffocating. Since he can’t trouble Jiang Hua, it doesn’t mean he can’t make him sick. Originally, he wanted to spit in the dishes, but he didn’t have the chance to do it, because there are always people paying attention to the stove. In some cases, spitting into vegetables can easily cause public anger. If you spit, others will think that you have been spitting, and you are easy to be beaten. Today, you are two hundred young people, and you must not be able to handle it yourself, so you can't do it.

Bang Geng has been thinking about how disgusting Jiang Hua is, he doesn't know it, and when he comes out to serve food, he gradually gets closer and closer to Jiang Hua, so Jiang Hua also discovered Bang Geng.

Seeing the stick, Jiang Hua knew that the master cook today should be Shazhu, so he paid special attention to this family, not because he was afraid of them, but mainly because the toad got on his feet, which would scare people to death and disgust people to death.

Gradually, the table was almost full of dishes, and the stick was holding a bowl of soup. He made up his mind that if I staggered and the bowl of soup flew out and splashed on you, you can't blame me for that, right? It’s amazing to wash your clothes for you, so that I won’t kill you from nausea.

Stick holding the steaming soup bowl, shouting: "Turn around slowly, be careful of the hot soup."

When he got closer to Jiang Hua, he pretended to stagger, and the hot soup bowl flew towards Jiang Hua, and it was about to spill on Jiang Hua.

Sitting next to Jiang Hua was Zheng Tong. Just now he pulled the red cloth covering the prizes on the stage, took it off, and placed it on the ground beside Jiang Hua. Open it, and keep turning it in your hand, blocking the hot soup without leaking.

The third child immediately ran over here and asked, "Brother Hua, are you not burned?"

Zheng Tong also looked at Jiang Hua's whole body: "Jiang Hua is very skilled, the needles of this cloth can't be inserted, and the water can't be splashed."

Knowing that Jiang Hua was fine, the third child immediately reprimanded the stick: "What's wrong with it, are you going to wait in the hall, you can't even hold a soup bowl steadily, if you hurt someone, I'll tell you, if you like it, hurry up and serve it again Here comes a bowl of soup."

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