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Chapter 8: This is his mother's love. Saffron(1/2)

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Ordinary days are always calm, but life never makes you feel bored or monotonous.

Whether you are a noble official, a ox-held man, or a peddler like Yang Qingwu, or a commoner.

The morning in Shanghai after spring still felt a little chill. Yang Qingwu got up early as usual and was busy in the restaurant.

When an extremely large plastic woven bag was thrown into the restaurant with a bang, Yang Qingwu was shocked!

But when Yang Qingwu saw a middle-aged woman with fat surging and rolling into the restaurant and sat down, she was really scared.

The middle-aged woman was wearing a big red cotton-padded jacket, with a big back and a bear waist, a big waist, and a round waist. She fucked a Hebei accent with a tired face and said, "Hurry up and get two dishes!"

Yang Qingwu looked at the woman's body, poured a cup of hot water, and asked while posing with a smile:

"Sister, what are you eating?"

"Get a shredded pepper and a braised eggplant."

After the woman finished speaking, she drank the hot water that Yang Qingwu poured for her in one sip. She felt a little thirsty and poured another cup herself.

Fortunately, Yang Qingwu knew Wang Sanquan, who was full of Hebei accent, otherwise he wouldn't really understand it.

"Sister, you drink some water and wait a moment!"

While shouting and reporting the name of the dish to the chef inside, Yang Qingwu greeted this very tough woman.

"Why haven't that turtle boy Zhang Sheng come out to work yet?"

The fat woman took another sip of water and asked Yang Qingwu:

"Sister, are you here to find Zhang Sheng? He went out to use the bathroom and will be back later."

When Yang Qingwu heard that the fat woman knew Zhang Sheng, she immediately smiled again and her attitude became better.

"Auntie, why are you back?"

Before the middle-aged fat woman could answer, Zhang Sheng walked in from outside with a bird's nest with messy hair, shrank his neck and yawning.

I just finished using the toilet, but the zipper on my crotch has not been pulled up.

Seeing the middle-aged woman, her sleepy little eyes immediately widened and she screamed:

"What? Why can't I come yet?"

The middle-aged woman held her eyes on Zhang Sheng and said unhappily:

"You are Zhang Sheng, too. If someone comes to your family, you won't say anything in advance. You can go to the station to pick it up!"

Yang Qingwu said enthusiastically and politely, but Zhang Sheng ignored him and chose to ignore him directly. He looked at the middle-aged woman in horror.

"No, aunt, do you know when you come back?"

Zhang Sheng asked carefully:

Seeing that Zhang Sheng ignored him, Yang Qingwu stopped disturbing them and was about to walk to the kitchen behind and told the chef that it was Zhang Sheng's family who came to make it more affordable.

After the shredded pepper and pork were fried, Yang Qingwu took it from the window where he handed over and delivered it to the woman.

The chef curiously leaned out of the window where he handed the meal, wearing a greasy and dirty hat.

It was just this confused and casual look, but when I saw the woman's tough figure, the chef's uncle widened his eyes and the spoon of cooking in his hand fell to the ground with a clang!

"What's wrong? Uncle, are you so excited?"

Yang Qingwu was curious about the chef's reaction and thought with a bad taste in his heart:

"Did the chef have an affair with Zhang Sheng's cousin, and now he is here?"

"Pick it up, eat it slowly? Do you want to make some more rice?"

Yang Qingwu put the dish in front of Zhang Sheng's cousin, broke a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed it over, and said:

"How is the restaurant's business going on?"

The woman turned a blind eye to Yang Qingwu's smile, took the chopsticks and asked Zhang Sheng without raising her head.

"What's wrong? Don't want to do it? What kind of thing do you guys?"

Before Zhang Sheng could answer, he saw the boss squinting his swollen eyes slightly. While sucking the buttons on his clothes, he walked down the stairs. He heard the sound of a kitchen spoon falling to the ground and said loudly:

When Zhang Sheng saw his boss, his cousin whom he could only fight, walked down the stairs, he began to move carefully to the kitchen.

When the boss saw the fat woman sitting in the restaurant, he immediately widened his swollen eyes, and then rubbed hard in disbelief, then jumped down the stairs and rushed to the woman with a strange cry.

Handfuls of Yang Qingwu had just put the shredded peppers on the table and fell to the ground. The vegetable juice was mixed with green peppers and shredded pork, and it was splashed everywhere.

The boss cursed with a hoarse voice like a duck:

"You stinky bitch, you dare to let me see you! Look at me, don't kill you."

Yang Qingwu and Zhang Sheng, who were afraid that the vegetable juice would be splashed on their bodies, jumped into the corner all of a sudden.

Yang Qingwu had never seen his boss. This man who was as thin as a bamboo pole, whose body was hollowed out by wine and sex burst out with such powerful combat power.

The boss looked angry and had a ferocious expression in front of the fat woman, as if he would slap the woman in the face in the next second.

But after Yang Qingwu looked at it for a while, the boss just kept slamming the teacup on the table, without any substantial action.

When he saw the woman's big and thick figure, her breasts, fat buttocks, and her arms were thicker than hers, he understood why the boss was only rolling up her sleeves and smashing the teacup.

"Do you do it! Why don't I dare to see you? I'm sorry to you! I'm here whenever I want to come, and I can't leave whenever I want to go, and I can't even care about it!"

The tough woman slapped the table and immediately suppressed the boss's aura and shouted:

"Isn't this woman your cousin? Did she owed the boss money and refused to pay it back? Or did she ask the boss's body? Could it be because she asked the boss' body and didn't give the boss' money, right?"

Yang Qingwu and Zhang Sheng asked while pushing to the kitchen:

"This is the boss lady. She has been leaving for almost two years, why are she back again?"

Zhang Sheng explained:

Hiding into the kitchen, the two chefs were holding an iron pot for cooking in their hands, while looking at the battle outside.

It looks very experienced.

Some passers-by who wanted to eat near a restaurant and hurriedly hid far away when they saw this.

Of course, there are also some neighbors and passers-by who are not afraid of sacrifice or injury, who are piled up at the door to watch the fun. A broken teacup flew by, which immediately caused a scream in the crowd.

Seeing that the restaurant was not flying teacups and warmth, as well as tables, chairs and benches, Yang Qingwu looked at the kitchen, and it seemed that he wanted to find something just in case.

When Yang Qingwu was thinking about whether to go out to fight at the risk of injury, Zhao Jia had red eyes and looked at the boss and the boss lady who were fighting in the restaurant, screaming and shouting:

"Don't fight! It's not embarrassing!"

Today is Saturday, and Zhao Jia didn't go out. She got up early and was in the room to recite her books. She probably heard the beating and scolding downstairs. Seeing her parents fighting, the little girl changed her gentleness and quietness in the past and shouted loudly.

When the boss and the boss lady heard this, they stopped, looked at their daughter, and then at the onlookers at the door. The two walked up to the second floor with a tacit understanding.

Yang Qingwu, who was about to come out to clean up the mess, seemed to feel Zhao Jia's cold and blameless eyes before going upstairs, and quickly turned around.

Listening to the beating and scolding upstairs, Yang Qingwu, who was wearing a broom in one hand and shaking fire in the other hand, was very miserable and cleaned the mess all over the ground.

After Zhang Sheng went upstairs, he didn't know where he went, and only Yang Qingwu was left.

The ground is full of chaos, so naturally there will be no guests coming to have dinner.

The two chefs bought a pound of melon seeds and were sitting on the table on the side and talking nonsense.

Yang Qingwu, who had finally finished it after a long time, sat aside with a magazine titled "Economic Observation".

While reading a book, they listened to the two of them talking about the boss's wife. Yang Qingwu was so happy that he took a break from his busy schedule.

It turns out that the boss’s wife is also from Hebei. She is fierce and capable, and has a shrewd power. She is a person that no one around dares to mess with.

I have been organizing this restaurant with my boss. Two years ago, the boss suddenly left the boss and left without saying goodbye. Neighbors all said that the boss's wife ran away with the rich.

Yang Qingwu doesn't believe this. Unless a rich man has special hobbies, who would like to be more likely to be more favorable to the boss's wife? That body of flesh is not something that ordinary men can bear.

When Yang Qingwu first started cleaning the restaurant, Zhao Jia ran out with big red eyes.

Yang Qingwu hesitated for a while but still didn't chase him out, always feeling that he was a little delusional.

The voices on the upstairs finally gradually became smaller, and then they stopped. It was probably because the two of them were tired, and Yang Qingwu and the others were tired of listening.

Suddenly, a sentence came from the upper floor:

"Cook two dishes for me!"

The two chefs were so scared that they shuddered!

The dishes were cooked quickly, but after pushing for a long time, Yang Qingwu was sent upstairs.

It was very difficult to find a way in the messy room with clothes on the ground and put the vegetables in front of the tough boss lady.

"Is this the newly hired job?"

The boss lady who was not scattered with food was squeezing her mouth, and asked to the boss who was sitting on the ground and gasping for breath:

"Well, I'm called Qingniu, I work hard."

The boss responded in a bad tone.
To be continued...
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