Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 200 Food Delivery
When Li Man took over in the back kitchen, Zhou Huilan had time to go to the door.

The original intention was to appease the guests who were waiting for a table, but when she arrived at the door, she was grabbed by three old men, "Girl, is it your father who threatened you in private to trip us?"

Zhou Huilan quickly shook her head, "Why, there are a lot of people at noon today, I'm really sorry."

There were other guests waiting outside, and it wasn't just the three of them that Zhou Huilan comforted.

Asking Su Lijuan to move a few chairs out for the waiting guests, and then took a fan and placed it on the bar to blow towards the sidewalk. Zhou Huilan comforted her again, and then hurried back to the back kitchen to work.

But that day, I don't know whether it was because I was hungry after waiting for a long time, or because the sun on the sidewalk was too hot and I got sunstroke. The next day, the three old men didn't come.

Neither came on the third or fourth day.

Just when Zhou Huilan began to wonder why they didn't come, the BB machine on her waist rang.

"Call back quickly. Zhou Zhenhai."

Zhou Huilan didn't dare to delay when the old man sent a message, so she confessed and hurried outside to find a phone number.

The phone was picked up within two rings, and it was Zhou Zhenhai who answered the phone, but he spoke in a leisurely manner, obviously not as if there was anything important.

"Hui Lan, send me a few dishes from your restaurant so I can try them."

Zhou Huilan froze for a moment, "Okay, I'll deliver it to you when I'm done."

"Then how can it work? I'm waiting for your dish to eat, you can give it to me now, eight dishes, not one less!"

This domineering posture directly annoyed Zhou Huilan, "What are you two doing at home eating 8 dishes?"

"Why do you care so much? I tell you to give it to you, hurry up, I'm waiting for your food to eat!"

Zhou Huilan was about to say that she was busy at the moment and couldn't deliver, but Zhou Zhenhai had already hung up the phone.

She called again, but no one answered.

She had no choice but to go back to the store first.

Walking to the door, I just ran into Lu Changqing who was carrying Yaoyao.

"What did you learn in class today?" Zhou Huilan brushed her daughter's messy hair.

But the little girl pouted her mouth high and stomped her feet, "Mom, the teacher in the Chinese painting class this morning has something to do temporarily, and said that the class will be changed to the afternoon, but Dad can't accompany me in the afternoon, so he has to ask me to ask for leave!"

Lu Changqing also quickly explained: "That's not to say that I have class in the morning, and my father will treat others in the afternoon, so I just don't go to class today. If it doesn't work, I will teach you myself!"

"I don't want my father to teach me!" Yaoyao said and hugged her mother's waist, looking unhappy about suing her.

Zhou Huilan smiled and pulled aside, but remembered what happened to Zhou Zhenhai just now, "You two didn't eat, did you? My dad just called and asked me to deliver some food to him. I don't know what happened. Why don't you eat?" You take Yaoyao to send it off?"

"Okay, but Yaoyao and I can eat with the old man."

Zhou Huilan thought about it, and thought it was okay, Lu Changqing was also a doctor, so she went to see why Zhou Zhenhai suddenly wanted to eat her cooking, and if something happened at home.

So I went back to the kitchen and quickly packed a few dishes.

A few days ago, after meeting those old men in the cadre rest center, Zhou Huilan asked Lu Changqing to go back to the small courtyard to bring back some insulated lunch boxes, which happened to come in handy today.

The old man asked for eight dishes by name, Zhou Huilan only packed six for him, not stingy, but although Lu Changqing drove, he had to hold the steering wheel, and Yaoyao, a child, really couldn't handle eight dishes.

Lu Changqing was driving the car, Yaoyao was sitting in the co-pilot, vegetables were hanging on the back of the seat, and they set off all the way.

The car drove directly into the cadres' rest house, and as soon as it stopped at the gate of Zhou's house, several people ran out of the house.

Lu Changqing didn't even know him, but those old men ignored him, opened the back door and went to get food.

Just as he was about to stop him, Yaoyao jumped out with her arms akimbo, "You all mustn't move! My mother gave this to my grandpa."

"Good Yaoyao, our grandpas eat the same thing, you have to be good."

But Yaoyao just blocked the car door and refused to let them take it.

There was no way, the old men had no choice but to turn around and yell into the room.

After a while, Zhou Zhenhai walked out of the room calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Whatever you shout, there is no gesture at all, and it is not embarrassing."

Several people stared dumbfounded at Zhou Zhenhai, who was putting on airs, and was about to speak, but Yaoyao suddenly yelled "Grandpa!", jumping over and hugging Zhou Zhenhai.

"Hey! Grandpa's sweet baby!" Zhou Zhenhai bent down and hugged Yaoyao, raised his chin, and the little girl kissed him on the face with special cooperation.

The old men were originally impatient with Zhou Zhenhai's whining, but when they saw Yaoyao like this, they all showed loneliness and envy on their faces.

Lu Changqing stopped the car, took out the food on the back seat, and invited several people to come in and eat together.

Originally, Zhou Huilan prepared these six dishes, thinking that he would eat with Yaoyao and Zhou Zhenhai, but she didn't expect that there were still these old men at home, so the amount was probably not enough, so she planned to take Yaoyao back to the shop and eat again. eat.

But Yaoyao refused, "Mom told me to eat with grandpa, so I don't want to go back!"

Lu Changqing was a little helpless, but several old men had already gone to Zhou's kitchen, took the bowls and chopsticks and started.

Zhou Zhenhai was not in a hurry to eat, and while helping Yaoyao put food into the bowl, he asked Lu Changqing, "Where is Huilan, why didn't she come and deliver it herself?"

"She was busy in the store at noon, so I just came over when I had nothing to do." Lu Changqing respected this old man very much.

Yaoyao swallowed a piece of chicken leg meat, and said to Lu Changqing vaguely: "Father, you are busy this afternoon and you don't have time, why don't you let grandpa accompany me to Chinese painting class! Grandpa, can you accompany me to class this afternoon?" ?”

"Of course!" Zhou Zhenhai shook his body when he heard the words, "Go to work if you have something to do, Yaoyao can just follow me."

"Oh yeah!" Yaoyao jumped up after swallowing a mouthful of rice, knocking the rice bowl to the ground, Zhou Zhenhai just froze for a moment, and ordered Lu Changqing to clean up.

Lu Changqing hurried to the kitchen to look for rags and new bowls and chopsticks.

Here, Zhou Zhenhai continued to serve Yaoyao with food, and it was only then that Lu Changqing realized that the mistress of the house seemed to have never appeared.

As a junior, Lu Changqing originally felt that he shouldn't ask about this matter, but thinking of Zhou Huilan's explanation, he still asked.

"Dad, where's Aunt Hu?"

Zhou Zhenhai didn't raise his head, "She has something to go back to her mother's house."

"Then Dad, the place where Yaoyao has class is not close, or I'll take her back after dinner."

(End of this chapter)