Sun asked Yang Huamei again: "Are you hungry? I see that Xiaohei and Qiaohong haven't come back yet. How about I heat up the spareribs and give you a few bites to fill your stomach?"

Yang Huamei shook her head again: "It's better to eat with rice. I'm not hungry either. Sister-in-law, you go to the restaurant quickly!"

Yang Huazhong waved his hand and greeted Mr. Sun: "Okay, don't delay, let's go. When we pass the front yard, I urge Dabai to come over and take over!"

Yang Huazhong and Sun got on the carriage again and drove towards Tianxiang Tower.

On the carriage, Mrs. Sun asked Yang Huazhong: "Earlier, you went to see Mei'er's doctor. What did the doctor say? Can Mei'er's leg be cured?"

Based on Sun's understanding of Yang Huazhong, it is absolutely impossible for the results of the inquiry to be as vague as what Yang Huazhong and Yang Huamei said.

The doctor must have told Yang Huazhong something very specific.

Sure enough, there was no one else here, and Yang Huazhong had nothing to hide.

"The doctor said that the condition of Mei'er's leg is a little different from that of our old man."

"Currently, five sets of treatment plans have been prepared, and the chance of cure is about 60%!"

"Ah? Only 60%? Can't it be more?" asked Sun.

"I've asked about this too, and the doctor said there can't be more..."

"Oh my God!" Ms. Sun sat in the carriage, her heart bouncing up and down.

"Mei'er is so much younger than our father. Logically speaking, shouldn't young people recover faster? Old men can be cured, so why can't Mei'er?" Sun said to herself.

She even lifted the curtain of the carriage and stuck her head into Yang Huazhong's back: "Do you think it is possible that even if the doctor is sure of the cure, he will not fully explain it to the patient's family?"

Yang Huazhong thought for a while and said: "This possibility is not impossible. It is too full to say. If something happens, it will be difficult to say!"

Therefore, for the sake of caution, doctors usually do not tell the truth, unless there is something that is absolutely certain that there will be no mistakes at all.

"Well, I hope so!" said Sun.

Yang Huazhong nodded and tilted his head, almost touching Sun's face.

Sun's face turned red and she quickly retreated.

This is on the street in the county town, and there are many people on the road. At their age, if they are accidentally caught sitting in a carriage and doing such a nasty thing, they will really be punished.

It’s so funny that they don’t have anywhere to show off their old faces.

Yang Huazhong came back to his senses and recalled Sun's embarrassing look just now. The man couldn't help laughing.

"It's okay, it's okay. We were not careful. We haven't encountered this yet!"

Furthermore, it doesn't matter even if they meet. It doesn't matter if a couple and two parents-in-law meet.

"Stop talking, be serious and drive hard!"

Sun's angry voice came from the carriage behind her.

This made Yang Huazhong smile even more happily.

Soon the couple arrived at Tianxiang Tower and entered the inner courtyard from the backyard.

At this time, it was lunch time, and it was also the busiest time for Tianxiang Tower.

"When I passed by the main entrance earlier, I saw that the lobby seemed to be full of people. Yongjin must be too busy to come to the backyard to find us," said Sun.

Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded, "I've seen it too. It's good to be busy. We run a restaurant. If we are not busy during the meal, doesn't it mean that the restaurant's business is not good and no one comes to eat!"

Mrs. Sun also smiled and rolled her eyes, "Yes, you are right, this is the best. If the business is booming, we, Qing'er, can make more money. In the future, we can leave our grandchildren to study and get married, so we will have more confidence."

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More confident?

Yang Huazhong was amused by Sun's words.

Confident?

To this day, does the Luo family still need money to prove its confidence?

Besides, if you don’t have power, you can’t rely on money alone to support your real confidence.

The real confidence is power.

When there is power, there is no shortage of money, there is a steady stream of money and a steady stream of confidence.

"Besides, we are not outsiders, so there is no need for Yongjin to come and pick us up," Yang Huazhong said.

"Come on, old lady, get out of the car and let's put our things away..."

"Hey, who are you? Why did you run into the backyard of our Tianxiang Building?"

A young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old just came out of the kitchen with a bowl of vegetables in his hand.

I saw a carriage parked at the side entrance of the backyard, and two middle-aged couples dressed as farmers were standing next to the carriage.

The man had a simple smile on his face, and he seemed to be an honest man who was easy to talk to.

The woman was also dressed simply, and the shoes on her feet were still a pair of half-new shoes.

So the young boy took a look and concluded that the carriage definitely did not belong to this rural couple. The couple most likely belonged to a certain village down there, and came here specifically to help people deliver goods.

Because the restaurant will often purchase some agricultural and sideline products from the farm on the ground...

"Little brother, we came from Changping Village..."

Before Yang Huazhong finished speaking, he was interrupted by this young man.

"What's in the carriage? You need an order when you come to deliver it. Do you have an order?"

Order?

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other.

"Little brother, you misunderstood, we are not..."

"No order? Then what are you doing here with this cart of stuff? Do you know the purchasing manager of our restaurant?" the boy asked again.

In restaurants, there are specialized people who handle these purchases.

"Qing'er's father, who is the purchasing manager of our restaurant?" Mrs. Sun pulled Yang Huazhong's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong thought for a while, shook his head, turned to Mrs. Sun and said, "I only know the purchasing manager of the restaurant in our town, so we are familiar with him."

During the autumn harvest every year, Yang Huazhong, a large farmer with hundreds of acres of fertile land, supplies 80% of the grain his family produces to restaurants in the town.

And as the real father of the owner, how could the restaurant ask him to deliver it in person?

So every year, the steward of the restaurant comes to the village with people and carts.

And he was never empty-handed. He first presented the gifts to Yang Huazhong and Sun, and then sent the guys to carry grain to the granary in the backyard.

Yang Huazhong and Sun were so hospitable that they prepared wine and food to entertain them every year.

Sometimes Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun went to the town to go to the market, and when they met on the way, they would be invited by the purchasing steward to go to a restaurant for dinner, or to have tea and dinner at the steward's house.

During the holidays, the steward not only came to the Luo family to pay New Year greetings, but also brought a jar of wine, several kilograms of tobacco, and snacks and fruits for the children to Yang Huazhong, who was just across the wall!

So after going back and forth, Yang Huazhong and Sun became very familiar with the purchasing staff in the town's restaurants.

However, except for Yang Yongjin, the owner of the restaurant, they were familiar with this county restaurant, but they didn't know anyone else!
Chapter completed!