The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 87 Jiang Yishui's biological father? (Second update 4000 words)
Zuo Zhongshan, in order to please the leader's daughter and to have a helper in his official career, of course agreed to Song Yu's request, "Comrade Xiao Song, don't worry, I will definitely complete the tasks you assigned."

Of course he had to figure out what Song Yu was thinking, "Well, can I ask one more question? You and this man named Jiang Yishui..."

Is there a grudge?

Is there still grace?
This has to be clarified.

Song Yu seemed indifferent, "This woman surnamed Jiang is treacherous and dirty. She is a typical vixen. When she was in the countryside, she clung to a leader's son and wouldn't let her go... In short, I really can't see her. What she did is just one word: Bitch! For a person like this, where she came from, she should go back to where she came from, and don't stay in the city to shame her."

Zuo Zhongshan is a smart person, and he probably understood Song Yu's face, "Don't worry! We must kill this kind of people, and we can't leave any room for them!"

This is what it says...

Song Yu loves to listen.

I couldn't help raising my eyes to look at him...I saw this guy wearing plain glasses, combing his hair upright, and wearing a blue Chinese tunic suit. .

Song Yuqing coughed, and put his hands in his pockets arrogantly, "Zuo Zhongshan, if you finish this matter for me, I will say a few good words for you in front of my father and Secretary-General Zhao Sicheng. I A few words can save you a few years of struggle, do you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it!" Zuo Zhongshan said convincingly, as if it were true, "Comrade Xiao Song, your ability is really impressive. I have heard it in the secretariat for a long time. The leaders in our building all I like you, and the comrades in the compound also respect you! You can tell me to do things, and you are willing to say a few words for me? That means you think highly of me, which is a great affirmation of me! Don't worry, I will do my best to serve you in the future.”

This flattery is really good.

Song Yu was very satisfied.

Nodding slightly, "Alright then, I'll leave this matter to you! I'll wait for your results~"

Turn around and float away.

Zuo Zhongshan sent her to the gate, seeing her back disappearing into the black night, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

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It's dinner time...

In Yuchangxuan restaurant.

At this moment, the lights are brightly lit.

Jiang Yishui stood on the steps of the door, looked up... Good guy, it's really grand outside.

A small building with carved beams and painted buildings is three stories high. It is a typical Chinese classical building with half-open wooden window lattices and a deep red floor. There is a small eaves between each floor. There are three big characters "Yu Changxuan" written on it.

No one needs to introduce too much, just by looking at the appearance, it is a prosperous and time-honored brand.

Into the lobby.

The inside is spacious and bright, with twenty or thirty scattered seats, all of which are already full at the moment... Although the days are not rich these days, there are a large number of people living in the city, and the food here is really good, so, always It's the constant guests.

The second and third floors are probably private rooms... Through the stairs, Jiang Yishui couldn't see the situation above.

Liu Shichang didn't say much, and directly led Jiang Yishui to the back kitchen.

Along the way, when he saw the waiter, he didn't say hello to them, and they seemed to ignore him... From this point of view alone, Liu Shichang's popularity in the restaurant is not very good.

No wonder!
Although this restaurant was inherited from his family, it is now a state-run system, and the state has taken over the management. After all, Liu Shichang is just a back kitchen and washing dishes, and it is inevitable that he is not valued by others. He, probably psychologically It was more or less unsatisfactory, and there was still some arrogance, and she didn't intend to deliberately curry favor with anyone.

as predicted.

Jiang Yishui's judgment was correct.

Go to the back kitchen and take another look.

This is even more the case.

There are seven or eight employees in the back kitchen. The chef looks like he is in his 50s. He is standing by the stove and cooking. He is too busy to look up, and Jiang Yishui can't see his face.

The help cooks obviously saw Liu Shichang coming in, but they nodded lightly without saying hello, and even the second cook yelled, "Liu Yishou, why are you going out again? Did you drink secretly? Hurry up, the bowls and chopsticks It’s piled up like a mountain, and no one has brushed it yet!”

Liu Yishou also had a bad temper, so he just went back and said, "Is it up to you if I go out? I have already asked the manager for leave! Besides, the dishes are piled up like a mountain? Can't you spare a person to clean it? Wait. What about me? If I die, the restaurant hasn’t served any dishes yet?”

"Why are you talking like that? Liu Yishou, let me tell you that washing dishes is your job. Don't think you are special. You are now a helper in the back kitchen, no better than anyone..."

Liu Shichang glared at him, "Go away, stop talking nonsense to me!"

The voice just fell.

The chef turned his head, "Stop arguing, work quickly!"

After all, it was still to give Liu Shichang some face, and he smiled lukewarmly, "Master, don't get angry with him."

I caught a glimpse of Jiang Yishui... I thought this girl was really pretty, "Who is this?"

"Oh!" Liu Shichang turned around and introduced, "It's like this. I've already told the manager that Xiao Hao went home for confinement. I can't do the dishes by myself, so I want to find another temporary worker to help. Just right , This is my distant niece... Her name is Jiang Yishui."

A distant niece?
Jiang Yishui looked at him gratefully, knowing in his heart... This is what Liu Shichang said on purpose out of a caring heart, so that he would have an acquaintance and backer in the restaurant, so that others would not dare to underestimate or bully him.

Liu Shichang turned to introduce the chef, "Yishui, this is our head chef... Wan Baoqiang!"

Wan Baoqiang was really busy, so he didn't have time to say more. He probably didn't have much interest in a dish washer, so he nodded hastily, "That's it! Brother, you take her with you."

It's done.

Liu Shichang briefly introduced Jiang Yishuier to the other staff in the kitchen... 2 Kitchen is the one who cursed just now. His surname is Qian and his name is Qian Yiduo. He is in his 40s. Duo's son, a young man in his 20s, is called Qian Xiaoqi. After that, the people who hit the lotus, the water table, and the chopping board are all related.

This is normal in the kitchen.

The kitchen of Chinese food is like a small kingdom.

The king is the chef.

In order to protect their own rights and interests, the king's subordinates must of course be utterly loyal. It is best to be relatives and friends whose interests are linked to each other. Only in this way can cooperation be more pleasant.

Liu Shichang is probably a special case in this kitchen... He is the owner of the original restaurant, and the state will always give him a place when the restaurant is handed over, but to be honest, although Wan Baoqiang calls him a senior brother politely on the surface, he is also very polite in his heart. Afraid that one day he would be replaced by Liu Shichang again, he was somewhat on guard.

Jiang Yishui is officially at work.

With a place to stay in the city and a job again, she was very excited, and her hands and feet became more agile when she worked.

Liu Shichang followed behind her and reminded in a low voice, "Silly boy, don't work too hard, it's only the first day, don't tire yourself out!"

The heart of protection is beyond words.

Jiang Yishui is a person who is not afraid of suffering and knows how to be grateful.

After finishing her work quickly, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Liu Shichang standing by the sink rubbing his waist with a tired face, so she hurried over and finished Liu Shichang's work.

Liu couldn't compete with her single-handedly, so he could only look at her figure from behind... His eyes were attached to her and he couldn't leave her, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Jiang Yishui is eager to learn!
In the interval between washing dishes, I did not forget to observe other people, watching how the chef cooks, how Shui Er arranges the dishes, how the waiter delivers the order...

study!
She is curious about anything new.

She is just that good.

Even if it is a simple job of washing dishes, she has to learn something from it.

when off work.

It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Yishui took advantage of the night to walk home with Liu Shichang.

Liu Shichang couldn't help asking considerately, "Are you tired from work on the first day?"

"Not tired! It's only been a few hours. Besides, isn't this job much easier than planting rice seedlings in the ground?" Jiang Yishui answered straightforwardly, taking advantage of the opportunity to thank him, "Chef Liu, thank you! Find me I got a job and took care of me everywhere..."

"I didn't take care of you. You are the one who grabbed my work today. When you came, I felt a lot easier!"

Probably because of the cold moonlight, or the exhaustion and emptiness after a day of work, Liu Shichang looked up at the moon, and sighed softly, "Well, today is the happiest day since I was washing dishes in the back kitchen. Yes. I don’t know why, but when I look at you, I feel kind, as if I have energy in everything, maybe this is the fate between people?”

Mention fate.

Jiang Yishui couldn't help asking, "Chef Liu~"

"Don't call me Chef, if you don't mind, just call me Old Liu."

"Then... well!" Jiang Yishui is not a hypocritical person. Many people in the restaurant are called Liu Shichang Lao Liu. For work, this title is more suitable than Uncle Liu. "Old Liu, may I take the liberty to ask?" Come on, when we met for the first time, I remember you called me Xi'er, right?"

"Ok!"

"Who is Xi'er? An old friend of yours? Do I look like her, that's why you feel kind?"

Liu Shichang stood firm.

He turned to Jiang Yishui solemnly, and looked at her carefully.

After a long time, I lowered my eyes sadly, and spoke in a low voice, with hoarseness and sadness, "You don't look like her, but you are exactly the same. When I first met her, she also had two pierced legs. You have the same big braid as you, the eyes, eyebrows, smile, you are almost exactly the same."

Who is it?

Jiang Yishui didn't ask much, and waited for him to continue.

Liu Shichang seemed to be immersed in memories, "The person I'm talking about is my lover! Time flies by, more than ten years, life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it!"

"Life and death are boundless? Then she passed away?" Jiang Yishui's voice was also low, with comfort, "I'm sorry, I made you sad!"

"No! There's nothing to be sad about. I've already had the pain. I'm just suffering from hysteria tonight. I want to talk to someone, especially someone like her. It seems to make me feel better."

Liu Shichang continued, "Since Xi'er left, I haven't even had anyone to talk to me these years. Now I'm just a dishwashing worker, and I'm no longer a prominent young boss. I don't have much use value or money anymore. Relatives and friends ignore me, and outsiders also look down on me, this is the cruelty of the world! To put it bluntly, you are the only one who has stood up for me in these years."

"For you?"

"Yeah!" Liu Shichang smiled, "You think I don't remember? You didn't let someone beat me that night..."

"Oh!" Jiang Yishui suddenly realized and smiled, "That's all? Is it for you? Cut! This is just a little effort!"

"Not necessarily! Not necessarily!" Liu Shichang said sincerely, "Some small gestures will be remembered for a lifetime, especially those small actions that do not have any utilitarian purpose and do not distract your heart, which can really explain who you are! It can also explain what you want to do. It was me...a lonely old man who was drunk, not someone with ancestral cooking skills."

for this...

He prefers Jiang Yishui.

At least the other party didn't intend to covet his secret recipe.

Candid.

simple!

This is what he values ​​most.

Liu Shichang stared at Jiang Yishui's face under the moon, and said a few words, "What a pity! What a pity!"

Jiang Yishui was a little curious, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that my own daughter is gone. If she was here, she should be as old as you."

"..."

Liu Shichang's eyes were a little hot, "The night Xi'er gave birth, I was being censored, and I was not at home. She went to the hospital by herself, and gave birth on the way. I only took a quick look at it. She was a girl, and she was picked up by a passer-by who helped me. After taking her away, Xi'er was in a daze, thinking that the child had also gone to the hospital, but it turned out... since then, I haven't seen her again."

"Ah?" Jiang Yishui opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Is there such a thing?"

"Well! During those few months, we were looking for the child like crazy, but there was still no news at all! Xi'er blamed herself, thinking that she lost the child, crying every day during the confinement period, and her eyes hurt She almost cried herself blind, no matter how I tried to explain it, it was useless, and later, she became depressed and got liver disease... let go and left."

Liu Shichang didn't marry again after that, and lived alone like this for more than ten years.

He lost his wife and daughter at the same time. This suffering, coupled with his unsatisfactory career... Maybe that's the reason why he wants to drink away his sorrows?

Liu Shichang clasped his hands together, twisting his knuckles secretly, with a somewhat awkward and awkward expression, "Xiao Jiang, I have a merciless favor? I don't know if it's too much."

"What do you say!"

"I'm a lonely old man, and I don't have any relatives around me, but I also yearn for family affection... The older I get, the more lonely I am. I thought, if you don't dislike me, I will accept you as a goddaughter? I won't drag you down either, I won't let you take care of me when I grow old, in this life, I just hope to have a well-behaved little daughter by my side, and if I say a few words from time to time, I will have no regrets in this life."

He raised his eyes cautiously, "Can you say... okay?"

(End of this chapter)