Chapter 56

Jinxi District is located in the heart of the southern G Province. It was originally just a county-level district that relied on the provincial capital. It had a small population, poor and backward population. It was in the early 2000s that the provincial universities re-planned and expanded and built a new campus here. Only then did Jinxi District begin to develop.

The new campus is located on the banks of Jinxi River. The campus is full of lush trees, with a good environment and a fresh air. There is an old street behind the school. There are a series of snack stalls on the street, such as pancakes, fried rice with fried rice with flour. As soon as the get out of class is over, students flock to it, making it very lively. Opposite the old street is a residential area. Some people have also thought about changing their houses and hanging a small exquisite sign at the door, which is a clean and warm small restaurant.

Just after school at noon, a few girls laughed and left the teaching building and went straight to the "My Restaurant" opposite the old street. The restaurant has only been open for less than two months. The price is not expensive, but the dishes are very good and are already quite famous among the students. It was already a little late when they went there, and the house was full of people. The boss Wang Qin had just finished serving the dishes and didn't even have time to take a breath, so she hurriedly took the people to the small yard behind the house, where there were several other places.

Wang Qin took out the small book from her bib's pocket and ordered the dishes for them. She was about to walk to the kitchen when a girl at another table in the yard spoke: "Boss, can the Gongboss pork liver we just ordered beijing sauce shredded pork?" Wang Qin flipped through the small book and saw that the dish had not yet been fried, she responded and ran into the kitchen, and shouted to the person inside who was standing by the stove with his back to her, "The Gongboss pork liver of the 7 tables wasijing sauce shredded pork."

Mu Ran was holding a spoon to put the dishes on the plate. He didn't care about looking back when he heard the sound, and just nodded and replied, "I understand!"

When Wang Qin heard someone coming outside, she quickly served Muran’s freshly fried dishes and hurried out. Muran wiped the sweat from the forehead with the back of her hand, turned her head to look at the menu on the cabinet, and turned on the fire to prepare to cook the next table of dishes.

At 12:30, there were fewer people, and it was almost 1 o'clock when I was really idle. There were three people in the restaurant, but today Wang Qin's daughter was not there, and only Muran and Wang Qin were left. After busy at noon, I was really tired.

Wang Qin put all the dishes that were too late to clean into the sink, glanced at Mu Ran at the corner of her eyes, and coughed, "I don't have much appetite today, so I won't eat this meal at noon."

Mu Ran was lowering his head to brush the pot. He was stunned when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Qin took the lead and said: "I don't think you need to cook anymore, so go out to eat something casually." Her hand was very quick to wash dishes, and the expression on her face was very natural, as if she didn't think anything was wrong with her words.

Muran smiled helplessly, but he didn't say much, and nodded in response.

In fact, when I first came here, I said I was responsible for the rice, but the so-called rice was just adding bowls and chopsticks to Muran when Wang Qin and his daughter were having a meal. They were eaten casually, but there were only two dishes and the portion was small. Muran was a big man with a thin face, so he didn't have the nerve to compete with two women. After a meal, he stretched out the chopsticks 5 or 6 times. Later, after a long time, Wang Qin saw that Muran was a bully, so he simply didn't want to care about the rice. Soon he asked him to pay for it himself.

Muran's life has finally stabilized, and he is unwilling to care about Wang Qin's little thoughts. No matter how difficult the days were, they have come, and now this is nothing.

Muran helped Wang Qin wash and clean up the dishes, sort out the utensils in the kitchen, and then dumped the garbage for a morning. Then he washed his hands and went to the street to buy pancakes. It was late autumn, and the south was very wet and cold. When the wind blew, the coolness poured into his heart. Muran pulled the zipper on his coat a little higher, took the pancakes handed over by the boss, and gave the money, and then hurried back.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Wang Qin cursing from the room. Mu Ran frowned slightly and entered the room and followed the sound to the kitchen. Then he saw Wang Qin's hand holding a child and teaching a lesson.

The child looked only three or four years old. His long hair was tangled in a mess and tied loosely behind his head by a rubber band. Some of the messy hair hung from his forehead to her face, and he couldn't see what it looked like. She was wearing a large black jacket, which was covered with shiny greasy greasy, and a pair of shoes that were covered with mud and dirty were exposed from the hem of the clothes. She was covered in this dirty and smelly clothes.

"Sister Wang, what's going on?" Mu Ran asked in surprise.

Wang Qin clenched the child's wrist and said sharply without looking back: "It's considered to be a catch for me. The things in the kitchen were stolen by this little bastard!" Wang Qin's family was on the first floor, and the kitchen was right outside the window. In order to facilitate entry and exit, she opened a door on the other side of the kitchen and went straight to the outside of the yard. In recent days, the things in the kitchen were always lost. Wang Qin took advantage of the noon today to deliberately open the door and hid next to the cabinet for a long time before finally catching someone.

She cursed "little bastard" and "little beggar" in her mouth, and the strength in her hands became stronger and stronger. The child was struggling more and more. Wang Qin was angry and grabbed the tomatoes stolen from the child's hand and pushed them hard at her head.

Muran was about to persuade her, but when she saw the movements on her hands, she didn't care about it. She strode over and pulled Wang Qin's hand away, frowned and said, "The child is still young, don't do it."

Muran in Wang Qin's heart was always tender. She was someone who was bullied and dared not retort. Suddenly, Muran was pulled away so hard that she was stunned. In this moment, the child who had lost his restraint jumped out like a monkey. Wang Qin came to her senses and almost jumped on the spot to curse. If she hadn't worried that there was no one in the restaurant, she wouldn't feel relieved. Muran would have to chase after him and grab the little beggar and beat him up.

Muran ignored her dirty words and immediately chased her out. The child ran forward like crazy. Muran only panted when she was about to run out of the old alley beside the residential building.

The child struggled forward hard, but when he couldn't get it away, he turned around and grabbed Muran's hand, bit and kicked. Muran squatted down, gently stroked her back and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." His body is not as good as before. After running for a while, his heartbeats are as fast as if he is about to jump out of his chest, and his legs are soft and numb and can hardly stand.

The child didn't care about Muran's warm voice comforting him. He bit his mouth harder and he trembled with pain, but he didn't scold her. He just handed the pancake in front of her and coaxed her: "Are you hungry?" The pancakes were already a little cold, but they were so close that they could still smell the faint warm fragrance of the pancakes.

The child was still holding Muran's hand and biting it, but the strength in his mouth was much looser, and even saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth. Muran couldn't help laughing. He gently pulled out his hand, peeled off the plastic bag outside the pancake, and handed it to the child's mouth, and said warmly: "Eat."

This time the child stopped hesitating and started to eat voraciously while grabbing the pancake. She was obviously hungry and ate quickly and even bit her hair that was blocking her forehead. Muran reached out to push her hair away, and was about to let her eat it slowly, but she was choked and coughed.

The child's coughing sound was clear and crisp, like a small hammer hitting Muran's heart, which made him feel uncomfortable. Muran patted her back lightly, turned his head slightly and looked at her and told her, "Don't be anxious, eat slowly." But the child didn't listen at all, and even bit the cake in big mouthfuls during the coughing interval, as if the cake would be gone one second later.

Muran frowned, and suddenly thought that there was a convenience store when he turned right after leaving the alley. He was worried about the child, so he simply reached out and held her, wanting to take her forward to buy water. However, the child did not move, and even began to struggle irritably. Muran had no choice but to squat down again, looked straight at her and told her to not run around, and to come back soon.

The child stretched out his dirty hands to wipe the tears from his eyes, then lowered his head and buried his face in the cake and ate it in a big mouthful. Muran said patiently for a long time, and finally nodded very lightly.
Chapter completed!