Although I was tired every day and the food was not good, I did not complain.

To have a bed, I'm satisfied.

At least I can sleep lying down instead of snuggling up in a cramped chair in an Internet café and just falling asleep only to be woken up by the startles of those addicted teenagers.

At least my hard work is rewarded.

I'm looking forward to the day when my salary will be paid.

......

If there's one thing that makes me uncomfortable, it's the way this restaurant is run.

Every morning, when I go to the morning market with the proprietress to shop, the proprietress only buys the cheapest, even the vegetables that have begun to rot and spoil.

The same is true for fish and meat, it is too long, and the vendors have to deal with it, and the proprietress does not care about it.

In the words of the proprietress, it doesn't matter if it stinks, when the time comes, add more seasoning, put more chili peppers, and the taste will be over.

That's not all, I also saw the boss put antidiarrheal drugs in the dishes.

The boss looked at me in surprise and said with a smile that this way the guests would not have diarrhea after eating.

The cooking oil in the back kitchen is a very large and dirty barrel, which is sneakily delivered by a small man on a tricycle while it is dark.

After working in the city during this time, I also gained more knowledge.

You know that this is the gutter oil mentioned in the newspapers.

Naturally, we will never eat the meals made with these black-hearted ingredients.

There is a small stove in the back kitchen, and we eat with special materials.

I do the most, but I always eat to the end.

By the time I eat, there was basically nothing left.

Whenever I see a full restaurant with relish, I can't help but think of the foul-smelling ingredients in the back kitchen, the gutter oil from a suspicious source.

I'd love to tell these guests, don't eat it, it's not clean.

I also want to tell the boss and his wife that you are too immoral in doing business.

But I can't, and I don't dare.

I'm just a little waiter, I don't have that much energy.

I have secretly decided in my heart that after working here for a few months and saving up 5,000 yuan, I will leave this black-hearted restaurant.

......

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

This day is the day of payroll.

I seem more motivated than I used to do.

At half past one o'clock in the afternoon, the peak of eating has passed.

There are only a few customers in the shop.

The proprietress locked the money she received in a drawer and watched TV with one hand on her cheek.

There is a TV in the store and the hostess likes to watch TV series.

But because I'm too busy, let alone a TV series, I can't even watch a complete commercial.

"We seem to have seen each other somewhere

Do you remember

It was as if it was spring

I've just sprouted

I walked through

There was no looking back

I remember

I almost forgot about ......."

The TV series finished an episode and released the ending song.

I love this song.

I didn't have any hobbies before, but now, I love music.

So, he stopped wiping the table, stood up straight, and helped his sore waist, intending to finish listening to the song and continue to work.

Because the hostess went to the toilet, I could be a little lazy.

"Have we met somewhere?" suddenly came a somewhat familiar voice in my ear.

I turned my head and saw Wen Shaonian.

Wen Shaonian walked into the restaurant with a few young people, but Yan Chuang, the licking dog, was not seen inside.

There is no scheming like Chen Dan.

Scheming is a word I learned from the boss lady, and when she watches TV series, she always says that this is a scheming and that one is a green tea.

Wen Shaonian saw me turn his head and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"I mean, I think you look familiar. ”