The "third brother's restaurant" that Zhenfu said is actually the supply and marketing cooperative's hotel, and the three brothers of the four seasons are chefs in the store. When the people of Lao Li's family mention this hotel in the town, they all call it a hotel in the four directions, never a supply and marketing cooperative hotel. When he speaks, there is always a touch of self-sustaining superiority to show off on his face.

The Supply and Marketing Cooperative Hotel is the only hotel in the entire Beishan Commune, and it is also the most magnificent and dazzling building in the whole commune. The hotel is made of stone blocks with a gray cement tile roof, and occupies the center of the town's main street. On the tall façade, a big five-pointed star and a line of imitation handwriting of "serving the people" are carved out of cement, and they are all colored with red paint. Surrounded by the walls of low, dilapidated houses, the hotel stands out from the crowd.

The entrance to the hotel is a spacious foyer with more than a dozen large round tables in two rows. The table top was covered with a thick layer of oil, with a black greasy color.

When a few people from the bank hurriedly arrived, it was already more than ten o'clock. There were no diners in the restaurant, and it seemed deserted. Only two waiters were flipping the table and setting up stools, clinking and cleaning.

Lan Xiang strode ahead, and broke straight into the hall with the shrunken bank, full moon, and Xue'e. Before Lan Xiang could ask, a waiter scolded him like a machine gun. She shouted sharply, who let you in, who let you in, don't you see that there is cleaning here? The eyes are long and the back of the head is grinning, haven't you seen that it is not yet time to sell food? What are you going to do when you come in in such a hurry? If you stain the freshly swept floor, you can clean it again.

Another said, countrymen, I haven't seen the world, and I don't know the rules.

A few people who were in high spirits suddenly wilted. It's not to go, it's not to retreat, I don't know what to do left and right, and I don't even know where to put my hands and feet. Lan Xiang asked softly, we are here to find the Quartet, and we are in a bit of a hurry.

- No matter how anxious you are, you can't rush in like this.

The waiter's face softened. She pointed to the courtyard inside, and said, "Go in, you have to pay attention to it in the future."

Lan Xiang hurriedly led the servants to the backyard, and turned back as she walked, hey, hey.

Walking into the backyard, Lan Xiang said indignantly, what the hell, what is it. See that I don't say it to the Quartet, let him repair these Sao Nizi well.

The quarters are two large rooms with six beds. A table was built out of red bricks and cement slabs near the door, on which were stacked tooth jars, toothbrushes, drinking glasses, towels, loose flatbreads, and a few pickles made of sauce. There was a strange smell of sweat, pickles, and stinky feet mixed in the room.

Fellow dormitories sat around a bed and played poker with shouting. Seeing that someone from Sifang Village was coming, they knew that it was the brothers of the Sifang family who came on a blind date today, so they gave up the house one by one.

After everyone left, Lan Xiang angrily complained to the Quartet, saying how the waiters in the hall were so arrogant and unreasonable. The four sides immediately made a stop gesture, glanced outside the house, and whispered, Sister-in-law, you are not allowed to shout here. The families of those waiters all live in the commune compound, and Lao Tzu is a commune cadre, so we can't afford to mess with them.

Lan Xiang closed her mouth helplessly. I thought that Sifang was the only person in Xinghua Village who was working outside, and it should be as beautiful as it was rumored in the village, but who knew that it was just that. Xue'e and others looked at each other, and they felt that they had lost a lot of brilliance on their faces.

After talking for a while, the woman's person came. There was only one old woman with them, just two of them. The woman leaned against the door frame shyly, and refused to enter the house and sit down, no matter how Lan Xiang and the others gave up their seats.

[End of Chapter]