Zhao's mother is a soft-hearted person, and she agreed to Wang Lei's matter without much thought.

After returning to the store, Zhao Qingyu and Wang Lei said goodbye, and then everyone ate together after the meal was ready.

Wang Lei is introverted and doesn't talk much, and when he eats, he holds a bowl of white rice and never picks up vegetables.

Zhao Qingyu and Zhao's mother both helped him sandwich it a few times, and entertained him to say what he wanted to eat.

Wang Lei responded in a low voice, but he would only clip the plate of fried bean sprouts in front of him.

In contrast, Ruan Zhiwen has to be more open, and when he encounters his favorite dishes, he will even stand up with a bowl and clip it, which is not the same as his sister who likes to pretend to be high.

"Ruan Zhiwen, isn't your sister at home either?" Zhao Qingyu glanced at the kid who only cared about meat, and spoke.

"No, my sister went back to my grandmother's house to play for more than half a month, and my mother went to pick her up today."

Zhao Qingyu was stunned, she sent a message to Ruan Ling yesterday, and she also said that she was recuperating at home, which was different in his brother's mouth.

She looked at Ruan Zhiwen, who was still looking at the dishes in the bowl, but her eyes were still looking at the dishes, and she continued to ask, "Then won't your father come back to cook for you?" ”

"My dad has to go to work, so he doesn't have time."

"Then your parents won't give you money to eat?"

"Yes, but I have to keep the Internet."

Ruan Zhiwen is not very old, Zhao Qingyu asked a few words casually, and he told the truth.

When Zhao's father and mother heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other, especially the latter, and a trace of disapproval flashed in their eyes.

In Zhao's mother's heart, going online will become bad, after all, there are really many children who have been harmed by the Internet during this time.

But Zhao Qingyu didn't think about it so much, most of this was because the family didn't guide it correctly.

"You surf the Internet a lot, huh? What about Kaede? Is there anything I'm with you? Mother Zhao stared at Zhao Qingfeng, who was immersed in eating, and said to Ruan Zhiwen step by step.

Ruan Zhiwen shook his head: "No, he went to play with me twice, and the second time he was brought back by his sister." ”

Zhao's mother, who heard this, breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, but she was thinking in her heart that next time she would have to let her son have less contact with his friend.

It's not too early to eat, Zhao Qingfeng and Ruan Zhiwen picked up their schoolbags and were about to go to school, Zhao's mother loudly explained in the back that they were not allowed to run to the Internet café, Zhao Qingfeng said okay while running.

"Xiao Feng's friend is not good, I like to go online so much." Zhao's mother returned and complained to Zhao's father with a sad face.

Zhao's father is a straight gut: "Then let's not play together." ”

Mother Zhao glared at him and scolded: "To put it lightly, why don't you listen if I let you stop smoking?" ”

“……”

Zhao's father was stunned and speechless.

After Wang Lei ate, he took the initiative to help Zhao Qingyu clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the two squatted in the back cubicle, listening to the conversation in front of them, and the latter lowered his voice and said, "Don't you tell me about taking you to the Internet café for the night, do you hear?" ”

“…… Good. ”

After the two of them came out after washing the dishes, Zhao's mother pulled Wang Lei in front of Zhao's father, and the three of them sat together to talk.

"I heard that your name is Wang Lei, and you are Xiaoyu's new tablemate, right?" Father Zhao had the tone of an elder.

Wang Lei nodded and whispered yes.

"I heard that your parents ......" Zhao's father continued to speak, and before he could say a word, he was glared at by Zhao's mother, and asked a little uncertainly, "Why are you staring at me?" ”

Mother Zhao pulled him away and snorted, "You go away, I'll talk." ”

Zhao's father looked inexplicable, and he didn't understand that he only said two words, which made his wife dissatisfied again.

"Xiaoyu told me, you want to help out in our store......"

Mother Zhao and Yan whispered, and said what they had to do every day, as well as the remuneration they were given, Wang Lei nodded with red eyes after listening to it, and saw that the two adults were also sour in their hearts, which was extremely unpleasant.

Not long after the conversation, Wang Yanli passed by the door and shouted Zhao Qingyu's name.

The three children left together, looking at their backs, Zhao's mother sighed: "Create a business, such a child, it can help a little bit, and it can be regarded as a blessing for ourselves and our ancestors." ”

"Yes......" Zhao's father sighed beside him.

"You're a fart, you're going to reveal the scars of other people's children as soon as you open your mouth, are you still a person?"

"......" Zhao's father was scolded again, and now he understood why he was stared at just now.

He wanted to refute something, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to be very good at talking.

Looking at the children entering the school gate, the figure gradually disappeared from view, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he whispered to his wife: "Eh, you said that we Xiaoyu helped him like this, will it be ......?"

Mother Zhao didn't know why: "What is it?" ”

"That's for that Wang Lei...... It's a bit ......."

"You mean Xiaoyu likes Wang Lei?"

Father Zhao clapped his hands: "That's it, you see that Wang Lei looks like a gentleman......

"You don't have to talk about calves, you." Mother Zhao snorted disdainfully, "I'll tell you, I know better than you what we like, in this case, don't be blind in the future, Wang Lei's child is shy." ”

"What? What kind of boy does Xiaoyu like? Father Zhao finally grasped the point of his words.

"I want to know, I won't tell you!"

“……”

Wang Lei's odd job at Zhao Qingyu's house was so decided, and he returned to class that afternoon, and many classmates went over to ask him what happened.

He is a person who is not good at expression, so Wang Yanli was anxious to help him explain by the side.

"It's nothing, it's all settled!"

"Oops~ Don't ask, it's time for class!"

Some good boys saw her talking to Wang Lei like this, and they all joked if she had a crush on someone else, and said that Wang Yanli was angry and anxious.

There was no Chinese class in the afternoon, and during the recess activities in the evening, Wang Lei officially started the road of odd jobs.

The three of them arrived at Xinglong Noodle Restaurant together, and Zhao Qingyu arranged some easier things for him first.

For example, when the noodles are ready, the rice is fried, and the customers who are sitting in their seats and are not free to come, can help bring the food to the table.

If a guest leaves after eating, he should clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table in time and put them in the back cleaning basin.

If there are fewer people and the floor is very dirty, you can pick up a broom and sweep it roughly, and sweep away some conspicuous garbage, so that others in the house will feel neater and tidy.

If there is also Zhao's father's fried rice and fried noodles, when he is very busy, he usually has to put several bowls next to him in advance to save time.

As for things like washing dishes, he waits until he's done, except at noon, when he usually doesn't need to do it.

In short, it's not any technical work, serving dishes, washing dishes and sweeping the floor, basically a person will do it, and it depends on whether it is profitable or not.

Zhao Qingyu thought that according to Wang Lei's character, it was estimated that it would be more cumbersome to do these things, but he didn't expect that he would be quite clever.

After surviving after a busy meal, Zhao's mother and Zhao's father praised him for his diligence and eyesight.

After there were fewer people, Zhao's father fried a bowl of fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork for him, and asked him to eat it quickly and go to school.

Zhao Qingyu and Wang Yanli left earlier than him, after all, the classmates they knew kept staring, which would also put some pressure on the introverted Wang Lei.

When Wang Lei arrived at school, Zhao Qingyu asked him how he felt.

"It's good, and my uncle and aunt are also very good......"

"Have you had dinner?"

"Eat, eat fried rice with shredded pork."

Zhao Qingyu nodded, and then relieved his heart.

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