I really don't want to be a teacher

"...When he just came back from outside, he brought back a girlfriend. The girl was quite handsome and juicy. A few years ago, the two got married. The young couple, just Running this restaurant, his father is slowly enjoying the blessings, and he went home to retire some time ago."

"...This young couple, running this restaurant, is getting more and more prosperous."

"...But this kid is really, look at this, which restaurant puts so much meat in one dish for you."

As she spoke, the old lady shook her head again, picked up another bone, and started tearing it apart.

……

Looking at the old lady and the bones piled up on the plate in front of her again, Lian Ge turned his gaze back to the bustling restaurant,

"...Third brother, which one of your grilled lamb chop bones will you give me..."

"...Hey, I'll eat it for you. What should I eat? If you want to eat it, let Lao An bake it for you."

Beside a round table, several middle-aged men opened their mouths, holding ribs, smiling, tearing, and talking.

"...Delicious is delicious, but I feel that there are too many spices."

"It tastes like this. Besides, there are not many spices. The fishy smell of mutton can be covered."

"That's right...you give me that roast mutton..."

Leaning on a round table next to the opaque wooden window covered with paper, several people were eating and talking,

"...Old Yang, don't be angry, wait for the food to be served in a while, eat first..."

Not far from Lian Ge, at a round table in the back, a middle-aged couple was sitting,

The table in front of her was still empty, and she seemed to be waiting for food. The middle-aged woman approached her husband and said,

The middle-aged man looked to the side without saying a word.

……

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the couple,

Beside him, Gu Xiaoying looked at Lian Ge, and then cast his gaze there.

……

"...You say you are too, and you say she can say it well, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman put her hand on the middle-aged man's arm, and said with some complaints in her tone,

"...She is so old, how can she bear it if you beat her like this, can she not run out?"

"Speak well, talk well! Did I tell her well and did she listen to her? Ah!"

The middle-aged man seemed a little unable to hold back his anger, and roared,

The surroundings couldn't help being quiet for a while, followed closely by the noise,

"...you're still yelling!" The middle-aged woman couldn't help herself, and pushed the middle-aged man, "...if it wasn't for you, why would she run out like that last night, and no one can find her now."

"...Her aunt's house, her friend's house, I've searched all over the phone, but I can't find it..."

"It's not that you got used to it. If you didn't get used to her so much, would she be like this..."

"Blame me, blame me! She's not your daughter, isn't it... You said how hard you hit her last night, and you slapped her on the face. You don't feel bad, but I feel bad when I look at it,"

The middle-aged woman's eyes were red, and she said,

"...I don't know where I am now, I don't even bring my mobile phone with me when I go out, and I don't have any money with me..."

The middle-aged man listened to the middle-aged woman's words, but turned his head away without making a sound.

……

"...Here we come, the dishes are here."

Holding a tray with several large bowls filled with vegetables, the restaurant owner smiled and walked towards the couple's table.

"...Uncle Yang, this is the stick bone soup you want. This sheep bone was brought back this morning. It is absolutely fresh. Try it."

Smiling, the restaurant owner put a huge bowl of soup in front of the couple's table,

"...And this braised lamb chops, I added a little more seasoning to it to get rid of the fishy smell. Do you think it suits your taste?"

With a smile on his face, the restaurant owner put the bowl of vegetables on the round table again,

"There is also this dumpling soup, which is for Aunt Yang, please try it."

The oil on the face reflected some light under the incandescent lamp. The restaurant owner smiled and put the last bowl of soup in front of the middle-aged woman.

"...Thank you, Xiaoan, but your uncle and I don't have a very good appetite today. Two dishes are enough, and we can't eat too much. Let's forget about the bowl of soup as a gift. You can give it to someone else."

"It's okay, Aunt Yang, just taste it, and take it as a suggestion for me."

The restaurateur smiled, put away the tray, but walked away,

Standing right next to the couple, with a smile on their face, watching,

"...Then thank you."

Nodding, the middle-aged woman responded, then turned around, and said to the silent middle-aged man,

"...Let's eat first, after we finish eating, we will go to her friend's house to see..."

"If you find her this time, you are not allowed to beat her again, and you are not allowed to scold her... If you let my daughter run away in anger again, I will never end with you..."

"Let's eat, Xiaoan's soup tastes good..."

The middle-aged man was silent and did not respond,

The middle-aged woman turned around, picked up the spoon, poured soup into the bowl,

The restaurant owner, beside the couple, watched the spoon hold the soup and move it into the bowl,

with a smile on your face,

Under the incandescent lamp, lively,

The lights cast shadows of people.

……

"...Lao An, Lao An,"

At this moment, shouts sounded from a table in the restaurant,

"...What's going on with you here, today..."

Chapter 413 Hair

in the restaurant,

There were shouts,

The middle-aged woman who was filling the bowl with soup paused, and couldn't help but follow her reputation.

The restaurant owner standing aside also turned around, first stamped his feet, followed closely, with a smile on his face, and hurried over,

"...Lao An, what's going on today, are you still adding ingredients to the dishes?"

At the dining table in the back, several middle-aged men were gnawing their bones. One of them was smiling, holding a pair of chopsticks, and picked up a hair from a plate of grilled ribs.

"...What's the matter, the brothers ordered a lot of dishes today, Lao An, why don't you give us an extra dish."

The man said with a smile, took the chopsticks around the hair and wrapped it again, and lifted the hair from the grilled ribs little by little,

The other people at the same round table were also smiling, and they didn't stop gnawing their bones.

"...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I've been so busy today, my head is my fault, my fault, I'm going to give you another one."

The restaurant owner looked at the hair, paused first, then said with a smile on his face.

"...Lao An, I said you too. The business in this store is so booming, so please invite two more people. How can you work alone?"

The man smiled and talked. He picked up the long hair from the ribs, put it next to the plate, and put down the chopsticks.

"...Before this, you had younger siblings helping you with your work. Recently, the business has been so good, and you let your younger siblings go back to your mother's house. You are so busy, how can you come here?"

"...I said you don't understand, Renlao'an is feeling sorry for his daughter-in-law."

At the round table, another man who was eating a rib raised his head and said with a smile,

"... But speaking of it, it's been a while since the siblings have returned to their mother's house. Lao An, you can really be troubled... If it was my family, I would have called back a long time ago."

While talking, the man holding the ribs turned his head again, looked around, looked at the restaurant owner and said with a smile.

"... She was tired a while ago, let her have a good rest."

The restaurant owner responded with a smile.

"...If you want me to tell you, Lao An, you might as well shave all the hair on your head, so as not to lose your hair in the vegetables."

Next to him, another middle-aged man who rolled up his clothes and exposed his belly, gnawed a bone in his hand, raised his head and said with a smile,

The oil from the corners of his mouth and the bones in his hands dripped one after another, dripping onto his bare belly,

"...Okay, next time I'll shave my hair and cook for you."

The restaurant owner also smiled, raised his hand to stroke the short hair on his head, retracted his hand, and picked up the plate of grilled ribs,

Pressed the hair on the side of the plate with his thumb, rubbed it, and wiped the long hair to the bottom of the plate,

"...Then wait a little longer, I'm done, and I'll serve it to you."

The restaurant owner smiled, held the plate and said,

"...It's okay, don't worry, anyway, the brothers haven't come back now, and they won't move unless they eat up their stomachs. It's still early."

Under the incandescent lamp, at the round table, the middle-aged people holding spare ribs or bones are also smiling with their mouths open, with some meat scraps between their teeth.

The owner of the restaurant looked at the people at this table, smiled too, turned around with a smile, and turned back with the plate of grilled lamb chops, walking towards the back kitchen.

……

"...Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang, you can continue to eat and taste how it tastes."

The restaurant owner smiled, walked to the table of the middle-aged couple, and said,

"...Okay, okay, Xiao An, keep busy, keep busy, your uncle and I are not coming back, you don't need to worry about us."

The middle-aged woman named Aunt Yang held the spoon, turned her head, and said to the restaurant owner with a smile,

Turning around, continuing to hold the spoon, the middle-aged woman continued to fill the bowl in front of her with soup,

The restaurant owner also smiled, looking at the dishes on the table,

"Then Aunt Yang, eat slowly, eat slowly..."

While talking, the restaurant owner smiled and walked towards the back kitchen with the plate containing the ribs,

In front of the back kitchen door, the oil-stained bed sheet was lifted again, and after some light penetrated into the back kitchen, it was again covered by the fallen bed sheet.

……

"...Old Yang, come on, have a drink of soup first, don't be angry."

After the soup was served, the middle-aged woman put the spoon on the side of the soup bowl, picked up the small bowl of soup in front of her, and put it in front of her husband.

The middle-aged man heard the sound, turned his head to look at it, turned his head away again, and didn't respond.

"...Old Yang, tell yourself, the child is so old and has self-respect, can he still fight like he did when he was young..."

The middle-aged woman turned around, picked up the spoon again, filled the bowl with soup in front of her, and urged,

"Let's eat something first, I have to run some places in the afternoon..."

Putting down the spoon again, the middle-aged woman picked up the bowl of soup in front of her,

……

Glancing again at the back kitchen covered by the sheets, Lian Ge turned his gaze back to the middle-aged couple at the dining table,

Looking at the couple, Lian Ge raised his hand, using his mana, and waved towards the middle-aged couple.

……

Immediately afterwards, at the same time that the middle-aged woman picked up the soup bowl, the middle-aged man seemed to burst out of his accumulated emotions, and suddenly stood up,

"...Eat, eat, eat, you can eat, but I can't!"