Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 285 Some people are born at the end
Pingyang County, nursing home community.

As the first Crayfish Food Festival in Pingyang County came to an end, the negative impact caused by the poisoning incident of diners has completely become a thing of the past, and various crayfish restaurants have resumed their usual bustling traffic.

As one of the main persons in charge of the entire public relations crisis, Zhao Wenmu was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Although there are so many strong generals under his command, it is no longer what it used to be, but he still needs to do things like forming industry associations and participating in food festivals.

In this food festival, the old Zhao’s crayfish restaurant lived up to expectations and won the honor of “the most popular crayfish restaurant in Pingyang”.

The food festival lasts for three days, and each participant can vote for their favorite crayfish restaurant, one vote per day, a total of three votes.

Everyone underestimated the enthusiasm of the masses to participate.

In three days, the organizing committee received a full 34 votes!

Old Zhao’s Crayfish Restaurant was far ahead with 72% of the votes. In contrast, No.2 only got less than 6% of the votes.

In this wave, Zhao Wenmu can be said to have gained both fame and fortune.

You win!
After all the dust settled, Zhao Wenmu finally relaxed.

Just on the weekend, he took a few children to Quancheng.

Little carrot heads have wanted to take a car for a long time.

The ponytailed little Ziting sat obediently in the co-pilot with her little girl in her arms, while Zhao Zimeng, Zhang Yuanming and Zhang Xiaohe were squeezed in the back row.

Xiao Wu sat in another car with Shi Hou and Shi Feng.

"Oh~"

The boys in the car burst into loud noises and cheers from time to time, and passers-by outside the car looked at the speeding Mercedes-Benz and couldn't help showing envious expressions.

Xiao Ziting and Zhang Xiaohe sat obediently in their seats, staring out the window with their eyes wide open.

Quiet and indifferent, with a little ladylike temperament.

Sure enough, girls are precocious, and already look like little adults.

The little girl is the same as always, she turns into a chatterbox when she gets in the car.

"Oh, the car is so fast!"

"Big cart, big cart!"

"Oops, butt hurts!"

As long as the little guy is excited, he likes to repeat words when he speaks. He is very soft and cute.

The speed of the car was only about sixty, and the little radish heads rolled down the windows, enjoying the feeling of the breeze blowing on their faces.

The little girl twisted her body, reached out to open the storage box, and took out a new product from the future food factory, good friend brand Mai Lisu.

Happy to share with my good friends.

Mai Lisu belongs to high-end snacks, which are mainly sold in Beijing and Guangdong Province, and are generally not seen in the market in Pingyang County.

Of course, a few children never lack these.

Zhao Wenmu will give some snacks to Zhang Xiaohe and his siblings from time to time, but the quantity is not much, in the name of asking them to help taste new products.

A just right amount is enough for siblings to share and taste with relatives, but it will not make people feel charity and embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaohe was reluctant to eat, so he gave all to his younger brother Bai Xiaoshan.

The lively and cheerful Bai Xiaoshan took full advantage of his sweet mouth, always trying to coax the old man Bai Chongli and his sisters, and shared the snacks with everyone.

This pair of sisters and brothers is so cute that it makes people feel distressed.

The children are playing and playing, and the car is full of the sweet smell of Mai Lisu.

My brother's "Monica" was playing on the car stereo.

"You used to love me love me no matter what

Sacrifice my life's youth to my glory

Thank you one day for changing me
Wordless dedication to tenderness often makes me feel ashamed
"

Zhao Wenmu, who is tone-deficient, hummed along with the stereo, and the little girl who couldn't bear it cut to the next song by waving her chubby hand.

There is a simple children's playground in Quancheng Park, which is the destination of Zhao Wenmu's trip with a group of children.

"Wow, go!"

In fact, there is only a small sandy field in the children's playground, a row of table tennis tables, and a few swings and a slide under the big tree not far away. Regardless of the scale or the richness of the facilities, it is not even comparable to the children in many communities in later generations. Play facilities.

The most attractive thing for children is the small slide.

A few radish heads lined up, jumping up and down and having fun.

Zhao Wenmu brought a football, drew a goal on the sand, and kicked it with Zhao Zimeng and several other boys.

Because it was the weekend, there were children playing in twos and threes nearby, and they soon attracted the attention of more children.

"Uncle, can we play together?"

A chubby little boy with a thick head and a thick brain asked eagerly, and the other children also looked forward to it.

"No problem! What's your name?"

"My name is Wang Xiaolei!"

"Hey guy, you come to be the goalkeeper!"

Zhao Wenmu drew another goal on one end of the sand, then divided them into two teams and organized a small football match.

Before leaving, Zhao Wenmu presented the football to Wang Xiaolei.

It made the little girl glared at each other several times.

In the little guy's heart, this football is the favorite thing of his brothers, and he is naturally unhappy to be robbed of it.

"Good girl, don't be angry, we still have several footballs at home, how about giving this to Brother Xiaolei?"

Although the little guy still puffed out his cheeks, fortunately he didn't stare at Wang Xiaolei with his big eyes.

At noon, Zhao Wenmu took a group of people to eat a special food that originated in Quancheng, braised chicken and rice.

The three-yellow chicken cooked in a Chinese herbal casserole is tender and even in color. The chicken and soup are poured on white rice, which is extremely delicious.

Recalling the stalk of Cao Cao "delivering to Yunchang" in the TV series in his previous life, Zhao Wenmu decisively packed a copy for his wife.

A few children ate with oily faces, and the little girl, with grains of rice on her mouth, said indistinctly:

"That's great!"

Zhao Wenmu couldn't help but think back to his childhood, not to mention the combination of braised chicken and rice, even a dry white flour steamed bun was already delicious.

Even now, many people can't eat steamed buns a few times a year.

Just like sister and brother Zhang Xiaohe.

One thing that Zhao Wenmu particularly admires about this pair of siblings is that although they are poor, they never feel inferior or jealous when interacting with their little daughters and others.

This is really rare for children.

It can also be seen that the old man Bai Chongli taught them very well.

As for Xiaonannan, Zimeng, and Ziting, their birth is at the end.

It's in a place that many people can't reach in their lifetime.

Zhao Wenmu's property under the name of Xiaonuan, there are two sets of courtyard houses in the capital alone.

Girls are meant to be rich!
Of course, sometimes a loving father can't hold back a strict mother. Zhao Jing is still very strict with her little girl. Although the little guy is a bit delicate, he is not self-willed.

The little girl is a very educated little princess!

The loving father Zhao Wenmu returned home with the children who had been playing wildly for a day. It was already mid-moon when he returned home. He planned to put down a few radish heads and go to night school to pick up Zhao Jing, but he saw Zhang Zhenpeng pacing back and forth in front of his house. step.

Seeing Zhao Wenmu's car, Zhang Zhenpeng walked a few steps towards it.

"Amu, something serious happened!"

　Thank you all for your votes~
　　


(End of this chapter)