Rebirth in the abortion operating room, the rough husband domineeringly dotes on him

Time waits for no one. After staying at home for two days, Jiang Zhixing started to take action. At noon that day, he put on a set of very ordinary clothes. They were gray and inconspicuous, which deliberately lowered his temperament a lot. , seems very ordinary.

I strolled into this hotel.

The location of this hotel is not on a main street or a busy street. It is in a narrow and inconspicuous alley, surrounded by some snack bars.

But probably because the prices are affordable, most of the people on this street are migrant workers with little money, and it is rare to see well-dressed people coming to eat.

Jiang Zhixing was not in a hurry to order. He opened the curtain and saw at a glance that there were only six tables in the small store. The store was simple and crowded, and the inside was full of the smell of oil smoke.

A man and a woman were sitting on the innermost table, talking in their hometown dialect, and they were so excited that they didn't understand what they were talking about. Jiang Zhixing glanced casually, and then looked at the three migrant workers sitting at the door. He had probably just come off the construction site. His clothes were covered in lime and he had not even taken off his safety helmet. There were four dishes on the table and three bottles of beer.

Several people were talking and smoking.The room was smoky, and to be honest, the environment was really not good.

Jiang Zhixing's mood slowly sank. The boss seemed to be busy in the back kitchen. Jiang Zhixing walked to the back naturally, and his eyes had already begun to look around inside. He was just standing at the door of the kitchen, and before he could take a closer look, I saw the shop owner wearing an apron whose original color could no longer be seen, holding a spatula in his hand, squinting his eyes, and looking at him with an unkind look on his fat face: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhixing.
Smiling sheepishly: "Boss, take my order. Fried shredded potatoes and a cold cucumber for me." Jiang Zhixing said casually, looking very innocent.

The fat boss glanced at it, tilted his mouth, and muttered: "I know, wait."

Jiang Zhixing smiled nonchalantly, took out a cigarette and handed it to three migrant workers as he walked to his seat. He started chatting with him in a familiar manner: "Oh, brother, are you from Sichuan Province? Look, your dishes are all peppers." .”

Jiang Zhixing's appearance at this time was completely different from his previous appearance. He took the initiative to chat with a few people.

After some nonsense, he pretended to be curious and sighed: "It turns out that the boss is still a kind-hearted person. I just resigned and I went to order food. I saw that he was very mean."

A man wearing a worn leather jacket took a puff of cigarette and laughed: "You kid, look into the back kitchen. Which boss can have a good eye? The back kitchen is where cooking is done. Outsiders can't just look in there." Wandering."

Jiang Zhixing looked astonished, patted his head, and showed a silly smile.

From the mouths of these people, I learned that this boss is somewhat impulsive and stubborn, and he is very defensive and does not want people to go to his kitchen.

There is nothing strange about this, but without being able to go to the back kitchen to check, things are a bit difficult to handle. There is no way to confirm the internal environment, and the most likely cause of the fire cannot be observed.

After finishing drinking and smoking tobacco, several people greeted the boss familiarly, paid and walked out of the store.

During this time, the other two men and women had already left.

Jiang Zhixing lowered his head and thought to himself, then the landlady came over with two dishes. Jiang Zhixing glanced around the landlady's body, nodded slightly, said thank you, and picked up the chopsticks. The landlady looked like she was only in her forties. She looked dull and taciturn, and had a kind face. However, she did not expect that she would die in a fire in the future.

After the boss lady finished serving the food, she turned around and went back, resting on a table in the back without talking to anyone.

Jiang Zhixing frowned slightly and ate the food absently.

At this moment, the boss came out and saw Jiang Zhixing and asked, "Why are you here for dinner at this time? I haven't seen you before. Is this your first time in our store?"

Seeing this boy chatting lively with the regular customers, the male boss asked curiously, picked up a stool next to him, sat down, picked up his tea cup and took a deep sip of water.

Jiang Zhixing's eyes lit up, and he immediately showed an honest smile, handed the boss a cigarette, and lit one himself: "Oh, I was delayed because of something. Didn't I come in when I saw that your business was doing well? Not to mention, Mom, it tastes really good, it tastes like home, hahaha."

Jiang Zhixing's identity as a native of Sichuan Province has been revealed before, so these words seem very true.

The male boss narrowed his eyes proudly, blew out a smoke ring, and laughed: "That's natural. You've come to the right place. My store is authentic. The people who come to eat here are all fellow villagers. The prices are affordable and the portions are sufficient." , we rely on these fellow villagers to support us."

Jiang Zhixing responded with a smile, rolled his eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Since the business is so stable, haven't you thought about exaggerating the store, so that more people will come to eat?"

"Hey, your back hurts when you stand and talk. Do you think I don't want to?" The male boss shook his head and sighed with a depressed look on his face: "The rent in Hengdian is too expensive now. It basically goes up every year. Our small business can barely make it." It can maintain a balance of income and expenditure, and it is very good as it is now. The location is not bad, the flow of people is okay, and our husband and wife are just busy here. I don’t think about expansion. I don’t dare to think about it!”

He waved his hand, crushed the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can. His eyes were full of the helplessness and resignation of ordinary people towards life.

He also took what Jiang Zhixing said as a joke.

This is a bit sad.

Jiang Zhixing didn't know what to say for a while.

Jiang Zhixing asked for a bottle of beer, poured a glass for the boss, and changed the subject: "In a store like yours, do people from the industrial and commercial department often come to inspect it? I heard that opening a store seems to be very troublesome. There is always this problem. For inspections, I have to give people money from time to time."

At this moment, Jiang Zhixing regarded himself as a young boy who didn't know the heights of the world. He said things without thinking. He just did whatever came to his mind. After that, he still stared blankly at the handsome boss waiting for the answer.

Enjoying it, he took a sip of beer, and the male boss started talking more: "How do you say this? If someone wants to mess with you, they must come here from time to time, but if nothing happens, under normal circumstances, We come here every year to check, and we will correct what needs to be changed, and we will punish what needs to be punished. It’s not too much, and we can handle it. So, it’s still okay. Besides, people generally look down on small shops like ours, so you You know, there’s no fuss.” He said, blinking at Jiang Zhixing, with a knowing look.