Happy private dishes

Chapter 94

"Father, how could you do such a thing?" Lu Ziwei asked Master Lu with a bloodless face as if he had been punched hard.

"I don't need you to ask me what to do. Why don't you hurry up and review your homework? It's better than anything else to be admitted to God's University next year." After all, Master Lu still cares about this son who is outstanding in everything except his lack of cooking talent.

So, even if Lu Ziwei spoke to him in such a tone.Master Lu still didn't say anything serious to him.

"It has nothing to do with me? But I am your son, the grandson of this Lu family." Lu Ziwei looked at his father with a wry smile.If possible, he really didn't want to be born into such a stigmatized family. "Father, I'm 18 years old this year. I'm considered an adult. Actually, I've always wanted to have a good chat with you."

"Are you an adult? Haha, okay, you're an adult, and now you're coming to talk to your father. Okay, you have a good chat with your father. It's time to let you know the real situation of our Lu family." Master Lu raised his hand and pulled out his messy hair.

His hairstyle was designed by a top designer, and it is said that it made him look at least ten years younger.It's a pity that no matter how you package it, he is already old, and he is beginning to feel powerless.

"Do you think I'm willing to bite Lu Yuchi, a junior like a mad dog in a hurry? Do you think it doesn't matter if I take the old man's kitchen knife?

Lu Yuchi's father is my cousin.But it's because I have a mercenary father.I have always been afraid to talk to people.Do you know what Lu Yuchi's grandfather is like?
Hmph, I always remember the old man hugging me out of the snowdrift and laughing at me.Then, afraid that I would cry, I stuffed a piece of rice flower candy into my mouth.I've never tasted such delicious candy.But when I turned my head, I saw my parents talking to the old man in a low voice.

Why do you think I want to be a chef?Because even if that old man doesn't have any good feelings for my parents.However, it is very good for me.A piece of snowflake candy made my heart feel sweet.In the current words, I am a star chaser, and I want to be a chef like him. "Master Lu looked at his son excitedly.

Once upon a time, he was so young, he also had a dream.At that time, the world in his eyes was also very beautiful.

"However, I have such a father. When I was young, Lu Yuchi's father, my cousin, would play with me. When he grows up, he only has hatred and disdain for me. Do you think that knife Did I cheat Lu Yuchi from his father? Do you still suspect that I have done anything to Lu Yuchi?
You are wrong, it was my cousin who gave me the knife with his own hands before he died.How ridiculous, he has worked hard all his life just to beat my dad.In the end, he gave me Lu Sandao's knife.I gave him a grand funeral.He will always be my cousin who will smile and talk to me in my memory. "

After recalling the past memories, Master Lu's excited mood slowly calmed down.The only light in his eyes also slowly disappeared.In the end, the son said with a blank face:

"As the son of this family, I have always been ashamed of their Lu family in my life. As long as they are members of our family, they will never be able to hold their heads high in the culinary circle."

"Then why do you still have to deal with Lu Yuchi and the others? You are a culinary master, even if grandpa passes away in the future. Can you still support the family business?" Lu Ziwei asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Haha, after waiting for so long, someone finally asked me. Well, I will tell you today why I don't cook by myself. It must be that the bad people in this family have done too many bad things, and finally the retribution is on me .

No one knew, but since two years ago, my sense of taste has deteriorated.I don't know how long I can last, I can hardly taste the taste.

Do you know why the people in the second room don't dare to make trouble now, but respect us as father and son instead?Is it because none of the people in the second room has the blood of a chef, and no one knows how to cook.But now, even the blood on our father and son has been stained by them.All retribution is upon us.What kind of Lu Sandao is the Lu family without a chef.Our old man deserves it! "

Master Lu laughed wildly three times.Then, he looked at his son with blood and tears on his face.

"Ziwei, why do you ask me to do these things? Why do you say? My sense of taste is being slowly taken away by God. My son has no cooking talent. Those rotten people in the second room are staring at our father and son like vampires .When the day comes when we don't have blood for them to suck, look at your rogue cousins, what can they do?
God, is this not giving our father and son a way to survive?Now my son asks me in turn, why do such despicable things?Why do you say?Is it wrong for me to fight and find a way to survive? "

After hearing what his father said, Lu Ziwei walked out of the room in a daze.He really didn't want to see his father lose control and burst into tears.

What a dreadful thing it is for a cook to lose his sense of taste!Without the sense of taste, can you still be considered a chef?

This is probably God's retribution for his family.His grandfather married the master's widowed cousin as his wife when he had a lover.His grandmother gave birth to his father desperately, and his health broke down.He had to endure the bullying of the second room and passed away early.

Grandfather regarded father as a treasure.Although the blood is sparse, the father is the real blood of the Lu family.

It's not that the second room has never had trouble, and it even made his father almost grow up.In the end, there wasn't a single person in Erfang who could be a chef for two generations.So, I gradually didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

If they now knew that his father had lost his sense of taste, Lu Ziwei couldn't imagine what would happen to them?
A father who is cornered seems to be walking on the edge of a cliff at any time.No wonder, he must fight to the death with the old Lu family?If he doesn't want to fight, Erfang will force him to fight.

His father's mournful voice rang in his ears again. "Ziwei, our fake Lu family is about to end. Once your grandfather dies, there will be nothing left."

Lu Ziwei carried his schoolbag on his back and walked out numbly. Without knowing it, he walked out of the gate of Lu's house and walked to the street.

At this time, it was already dark.Many stalls suddenly appeared in the night market.Lu Ziwei had never been to this kind of place before.He, a civet cat pretending to be a prince, has been haunting some high-end places.

Lu Ziwei looked at the small stall selling wontons next to him.

In a small stall, the whole family of three worked together to do business together.The elegant boy with glasses is wearing a clean apron, greeting the guests.

His mother kept saying: "Son, son, go and have a rest. How many times have I told you. From now on, when you have nothing to do, you can stay in the dormitory and rest, and don't come to help again."

"Mom, my school is not far away. I have nothing to do. Coming to work in the store is just like exercising." The gentle boy said.

The regular customer next to him couldn't help but said: "The son of the store owner is very promising. This year he will be a graduate student at God Capital University!"

"The store owner is really lucky. He has such a good son who knows how to make progress."

"However, the greatest blessing is that this son is sensible, right? As long as he is resting, he will run back to the store to help. He rushes to do any tiring work."

After all, the gentle boy has a tender face, and he feels embarrassed after being said a few words by the guests.

"I'm not as good as you said. I grew up in this chaotic stall." His goal now is to study hard and find a good job after graduation, so that his parents will not have to work so hard.

Lu Ziwei saw the mother at the chaotic stall called her son to a corner and served him a bowl of hot chaotic food.Instead, the young man put Chaos in his mother's hand and asked her to eat it first.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ziwei's eyes couldn't help getting moist.His mother was born in a famous family, and she loves socializing at dance parties, and likes to go out and play mahjong with rich wives.

As long as her father can provide her with money to squander, she doesn't care about the life and death of the father and son at all.

Lu Ziwei suddenly had a strange idea.If their father and son left the quagmire of the Lu family, they would also open a small stall like this.With the cooking skills of father and son, can they support themselves?

It's just, is he willing to abandon the affluent life he has now?
Lu Ziwei thought wildly, and left the night market without knowing it, and walked to the alley where the street lights were broken.Then, he was cornered by two gangsters.

"Young master from a rich family, how could he go to the poor's place?" The pudgy gangster with yellow hair and an earring on his ear said sarcastically.

"He doesn't go this way, we brothers still can't catch such a big fat sheep!" The gangster who looked like a thin monkey said while opening Lu Ziwei's wallet.Then, he threw all the cards on the ground and stuffed more than 1000 cash into his pocket.

"Damn...why do you have so much money on you? It's not enough for the uncle's teeth!" After the thin man finished speaking, he kicked Lu Ziwei in the stomach.

Lu Ziwei was so kicked that he bent over in pain.Until then, he seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

He looked at the dangling knife in the fat man's hand.Lu Ziwei couldn't help thinking, he...would he die here?

But the fat man with yellow hair said to the thin monkey: "Don't worry. I didn't see that the wallet in your hand is a "donkey" brand. This thing is probably real. It is worth more than 1 yuan. And this kid The mobile phone and watch I carry are probably quite valuable." The yellow-haired fat man had poisonous eyes.

The thin monkey suddenly realized after hearing what the fat man said.He hit Lu Ziwei several times.He snatched his cell phone, pulled out his watch, and even took away his glasses.It's nothing, the thin monkey still has to take Lu Ziwei's brand-name shoes.

Lu Ziwei has been pretending to be dead for the safety of his life.Until he heard the fat man with yellow hair say:
"By the way, there are also clothes. This kid is wearing a famous brand."

Lu Ziwei suddenly felt dizzy.

That's right, he is full of confusion about life, and there is no hope for his future, but this doesn't mean that he has to endure the insults of these two low-level gangsters?

Even the clothes are going to be taken away, does he want Yiguo to run all the way home?

At this moment, Lu Ziwei finally went crazy.The blood in his heart, which had been dormant for a long time, also rose.Rather than being humiliated like this, it's better to fight with these two gangsters.Even being stabbed to death is much more grabbing than being so embarrassing now.

Just as Lu Ziwei touched the bricks behind him and was about to make a move, there was a sudden cry for help from outside the alley.

"Come on, someone is robbing, call the police!"

Lu Ziwei was too familiar with this voice.Last year, he was still his sworn enemy.This year, he became the object of his guilt.

Moreover, this call for help was too insincere.It didn't look like she was frightened at all.

However, such a bluffing voice scared the two robbers.

"Bah, you're lucky, kid." The two thugs who robbed said, and ran towards the other end of the alley.

Only Lu Ziwei was left sitting alone in the dark panting.It's dangerous, if it's too late, his hands will probably be stained with blood.

Five minutes passed, but there was still no movement at the alley.Lu Ziwei finally couldn't help but say something.

"Kou Yuanyuan, can you come in?"

(End of this chapter)