Chapter 87: She Dreamed About Your Mother Last Night
Glancing at the little girl who was hiding behind Liang Minjun's leg and looking curiously here, her eyebrows were furrowed, the curvature of her mouth became more and more cold, and the sharpness in her eyes was finally completely displayed in front of her at this moment: "This is your daughter, right?" The little face is really beautiful. ”
Because of the divorce before, Wang Jian, who was anxious about his sister, couldn't swallow this breath, so he grabbed Shen Menghui and beat him hard. Later, I heard that Shen scumbag couldn't wait to marry a new love and enter the door, Wang Jian hated him even more, and vowed never to step into the Shen family again in the future, only occasionally taking time to make a phone call with his nephew, but each call lasted no more than five minutes.
Later, I was busy every day for business, and the phone calls became less and less......
Shen Menghui smiled reluctantly, nodded, and wanted Shen Lu to open his mouth to call someone, but he didn't know what to call for a while, so he had to ask Liang Minjun to take her to the side to play.
At this time, Wang Jian looked up at Shen Chuyan: "Go pack your things, bring a few changes of clothes, you haven't been to your uncle's house for a long time, take advantage of the summer vacation to stay a few more days." ”
“…… It's rare to have time on vacation, so it's good to go and see your grandmother. It was Shen Menghui's voice.
Shen Chuyan stopped replying to WeChat's fingers, his eyes finally left the phone screen, he could feel the irritability and unhappiness in his heart, what did these so-called elders do with him? If you don't like it, you throw it aside, out of sight and out of mind, and when you think of it, you throw him a few pieces of candy, and then coax him casually, heh......
He instinctively wanted to find a reason to refuse, but before he could say anything, his uncle suddenly sighed softly: "Your grandmother got up early this morning and told me that she dreamed of your mother last night. ”
Shen Menghui's complicated gaze fell on Wang Jian's face with the hot fragrance of tea, and he pursed his lips without saying anything.
Shen Chuyan lowered his face, gripped the phone hard with his fingertips, and the words in his throat suddenly changed stiffly: "...... Then I'll go back to my room and pack my things first. ”
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Wang Jian used to be a chef, in his hometown at that time he followed the famous local chef to learn the arts, and then there was a boom of working in the south, people from all over the world continued to come to Ningshi, and his hometown could not make money, so Wang Jian also packed his luggage and came to Ningshi with a few fellow villagers, wanting to make a name for himself.
But he didn't know anything else but stir-frying in the kitchen, so after thinking about it, he decided to continue his old job. It is also his luck, the chef of the small restaurant he frequented resigned and left, and he couldn't recruit the right person for several days, the boss was a part-time waiter, chef and cashier at the same time, and he was choked enough, Wang Jian didn't even have the money for the next meal at that time, and his eyes lit up after listening to the boss's words, and he fried a plate of egg fried rice on the spot, and the boss tasted it and hired him on the spot.
The store is not big, but it is surrounded by factories, and the prices are affordable, so business is very good every day. After two years, the boss had an accident at home and had to transfer the restaurant, Wang Jian lay in bed and thought about it all night, and the next day he took out all his savings and asked the boss to transfer the restaurant to him.
As the boss, he was more motivated, and the business of the small restaurant became more and more prosperous, and after another two years, Wang Jian rented a slightly larger store and hired two waiters. Later, it developed into a high-end restaurant, and I heard that the third branch opened this year.
The previous legendary life experiences, Shen Chuyan heard from his mother's mouth, as for how many branches his uncle has now, no one tells him this, he is idle and bored to check on the Internet.
"Did you catch a cold?" Sitting in the passenger seat of his uncle's BMW, Shen Chuyan couldn't help but sneeze twice, and the person driving next to him immediately turned his head to ask and handed over a tissue.
He shook his head.
Although his uncle's clothes were getting more and more expensive, Shen Chuyan always felt that there was a smell of kitchen smoke wafting from his body.