Chapter 21 Preparing for a Birthday Party
"Mommy, don't do that next time!"
Luo Zi's brows furrowed when he heard this, he glared at Luo Mu distressedly, then put down the pillow, stood up and turned around and pressed a red button on the wall behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
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The bell just fell.
"Young Master." There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, it was Steward Yu who had just heard that Luo Zi was back, so he hurriedly rushed over from the side, with a slight sweat on his forehead.
Steward Yu in Luo Zi's sight was wearing a formal black straight suit, and his figure was a little fat, but he was in his fifties, which was also a normal body type.
The middle-aged and elderly man who has always paid attention to his image gasped slightly, this is due to the natural reaction of walking too fast, he has a big back, two beards, his face is like a kind elder, the flesh of his cheeks is slightly sagging, and his hands are inevitably aging and wrinkled, but he is still as white and calloused as when he was young, not like a housekeeper who serves people, but like a master who is served.
But Luo Zi knows that Steward Yu is a real good housekeeper.
is not only due to family background, Steward Yu is careful and serious, and his tone is soft and organized when facing the master's questioning, but in the face of other subordinates who should be disciplined, he is a serious and respectable manager.
"Steward Yu, my mommy hasn't eaten so late, why don't you persuade me?" Luo Zi frowned deeply and looked at Steward Yu, this was the first time since Steward Yu arrived at Luo's house that he blamed him, "My mommy has a chronic stomach problem, and you don't know it!" β
"Yes! Be! Master! Steward Yu bent down to confess his guilt, but his face was still as plain as usual in the face of his master's orders, and he then explained, "Young Master, Chef Zhang has prepared two cups of warm milk in the hot tub of the kitchen, one is yours and the other is Madame's. β
Luo Zi gritted his back molars and snorted, "Then what are you still doing in a daze?" Go get it! β
"Yes, young master!" Steward Yu said that he was about to walk to the kitchen.
"Wait!" Luo Zi opened his mouth again and called out to Steward Yu.
"Yes, young master." Steward Yu stopped again, clasped his hands in front of him, lowered his head and responded.
"Where's dinner?" Luo Zi remembered that it was already dark and it was time for Chef Zhang to go home from work.
Chef Zhang is not a contract servant like the rest of their family, but a hired monthly chef, and since he does not live with their family, he gets off work at 7 o'clock in the evening.
He's going to catch the last train.
Mother Luo had been watching, and she slowly sat down on the couch - she did have stomach problems, but she still liked to see her son worry about herself.
"Alright, Ah Yuan." Luo Mu smiled and shook her head and looked at Luo Zi, "Steward Yu will take care of it." β
"Yes, young master, madam. I've kept Chef Zhang, and asked him to wait for you to come back before leaving," Steward Yu added an explanation at the end of the sentence after speaking, "I promised Chef Zhang that he would be responsible for driving him back after the meal, so Chef Zhang agreed to stay and prepare dinner, and he was coming from the side." β
As soon as the words fell, Chef Zhang pushed open the door and came in.
"Young Master Luo." The old man, who had already changed into his regular clothes, bent down and greeted Luo Zi with his eyebrows lowered.
Don't look at this chef Zhang is already sixty years old, the two youngest sons actually got the consent to study abroad, and he is also the best Chinese snack master in Hong Kong ten years ago, originally a Beijinger, but he came to Hong Kong for refuge in the early days, and has not left since then, stayed in Hong Kong, took a British Hong Kong account (at this time Hong Kong has not yet returned), is a first-class Chinese chef in Hong Kong, once made a banquet for the Governor of Hong Kong in 1958, Sir Robert Bert, because of the Governor's personal praise and became famous, After that, there were countless invitations, and it was not until the club incident ten years ago that it gradually faded out of people's sight, and finally retired and was hired by the Luo family.
Luo's mother smiled and shook her head to look at her standing son, pursed her lips childishly, reached out and patted her son's arm, and glanced at him with her eyes, as if to say, "Look, I'm right."
Luo Zi glanced at his mother, and finally thought about it, and still instructed: "Steward Yu, call (landline) to inform Driver Li to leave later, he should still be in the parking lot to tidy up the interior decoration of the car, and tell him to wait until we are responsible for sending Chef Zhang home after dinner." β
"Yes, young master." Steward Yu answered, and after waiting for a while, he saw that there were no other instructions, so he led Chef Zhang to the kitchen.
Luo Zi picked up the pillow that was removed by Luo's mother, sat down, frowned and looked at his mother, and couldn't help but add: "Mommy, don't wait for me to be hungry next time!" β
"Good, good, good!" Luo's mother deserves to be good, but Luo Zi knows that if he comes back late next time, Luo's mother may still not eat dinner on time.
Because of Luo's mother's life experience, coupled with the marriage that made matters worse, Luo Zi became the only relative she recognized by Luo's mother in this world, so Luo's mother treated Luo Zi as if she had transferred other people's love and care to him.
It's a pity that "Luo Qinyuan" is gone.
Fortunately, to a certain extent, Luo Zi is "Luo Qinyuan" and can fill this vacancy.
"Ah Yuan, didn't you go to the beach today? Did you go with a girl? As soon as she finished, Luo's mother couldn't help but ask about the itinerary of her son, "Isn't it beautiful?" Is your body good? How is the personality......"
"Ahem!" If you continue to ask, Luo Zi hurriedly coughed and interrupted the topic.
"What's wrong? Is it cold wind blowing on the beach? Luo's mother smiled, knowing that it was deliberate, but she still followed her son.
"Nothing, just an itchy throat! That's right, Mommy. Luo Zi hurriedly changed the topic, he turned around, reached out and picked up the two cups of milk that Steward Yu had just brought up on the table, and handed one of the smaller ones to Luo's mother - she has a chronic stomach problem and can't eat too much food before eating, otherwise she won't be able to swallow the main meal.
"Milk." Luo Zi handed Luo's mother milk, watched Luo's mother drink half of it, and then said, "Mommy, it's your fiftieth birthday soon, how are you preparing for the party?" β
As mentioned above, Luo's mother is left with only Luo Zi, who can contact other friends and classmates during his studies, while Hong Kong people hold banquets and are generally relatives and friends.
At this time, Luo's mother, who is not from a good background, will avoid awkward banquets, and will choose to hold a party at home or elsewhere or something, the kind where everyone has fun.
"Have you chosen a venue?"
"Although I asked Butler Yu to come to see the venue, Mommy, do you really have no place to hold a party?" Luo Zi is just like the previous "Luo Qinyuan", he has always thought about his mother first.
"School?" Luo's mother jokingly mentioned it, but it was actually a real wish.
She still can't forget the helpless bowing of her head at that time.
Just like the character when she was young, Luo's mother has always been angry, anyway, her son is promising now, isn't he?
"Hmm......" Luo Zi was still serious, he thought about it for a while, and said, "This is okay." I'll figure it out. β