"Mr. Chu, when will they arrive in Qinghe Town?"

In a luxury suite in the Qinghe Town Hotel, Qi Ming called back as soon as he got up early.

"In case of heavy snowfall, the road was delayed, and it is estimated that I will be able to arrive tomorrow morning. A man and a woman dressed as a couple, I have given them your room number, you just wait in the room. ”

Reclining on the bed, Chu Fei looked calm and had no worries about this transaction.

"Master Song, the vegetables and chickens have been delivered, please sign the delivery note."

At the back door of the hotel, at the kitchen door, Yuan Wenzheng handed the delivery note to a tall and chubby middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat.

"Lao Yuan, in the winter, send food early in the morning to help my daughter save for the dowry?"

Knowing that his daughter was a famous Yun student in Qinghe Town, Master Song quipped.

"His daughter is angry, and she has already saved enough dowry by herself."

Sister Huang, the kitchen helper, couldn't help but talk.

"Lao Yuan, aren't you afraid that your daughter will run away with a man after graduation, and your more than 20 years of parenting will be wasted?"

After signing his name and handing over the delivery note, Master Gao continued to break his mouth.

"My family Xiangxiang has been assertive since she was a child, and our family supports her in any decision she makes."

After taking the order and folding it into his pocket, Yuan Wenzheng smiled.

"Wenzheng, it's almost the New Year's holiday, is Xiangxiang coming back for the New Year? She won't stay in Cloud City to make money like before, right? ”

Sister Huang took out a pineapple bun from the steamer and handed it to him: "The hotel opened today, and this is free delivery." ”

"Thank you. I called yesterday and said that I would be back as soon as I had a holiday. She is no longer a tutor, and we are reluctant to let her work hard. ”

Taking the pineapple bun, Yuan Wenzheng replied with a smile.

"Wait for Xiangxiang to come back, let her help my Xiu'er make up for English, Xiu'er didn't do well in the English test a few days ago, and she cried so sadly at home."

Sister Huang is worried when she mentions her daughter, she will take the high school entrance examination next year, and her grades in other subjects are very good.

"When Xiangxiang comes back, you will let her come over and learn with Tianhan. Xiu'er's grades are better than those of Tianhan, and she can definitely be admitted to the county high school. You don't have to worry too much. The sun is almost out, so I'll go back first. ”

Yuan Wenzheng walked out of the kitchen, got on a tricycle and rushed home.

In front of the main entrance of the hotel, you can see that the stage has been set up on the street, and the arched red valves are decorated with balloons of various colors, which is very festive at a glance.

"Ouch, how did you get on the bike? Without eyes? ”

A young man in a green jacket got up from the ground and scolded Yuan Wenzheng, who was still on the ground.

"I'm sorry, young man, I didn't pay attention to the stage, can you help me with the handles and help the car up? My leg seems to have been bruised. ”

Yuan Wenzheng's left leg was pressed by a tricycle, and blood oozed from his pants.

"You hit me, and you still want to slander me? Riding without eyes, you deserve it! ”

The young man patted his buttocks and walked away swearing.

Qi Ming walked out of the hotel with a few employees, and saw a vegetable farmer about fifty years old on the ground, he frowned, raised his hand and ordered someone to go over and help him up.

"Thank you."

Yuan Wenzheng was helped up by uniformed staff.

"You're delivering food to our hotel? Are you okay with your legs? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"Yes. I don't need to go to the hospital for this injury, can you please call me? ”

When his left leg fell down, he was cut by the car, and he had to call Xiangxiang's mother to come to the car and go back to the village to find a barefoot doctor Huang to apply medicine.

"Do you have a phone at home?"

Qi Ming walked over and took out the phone.

"Yes, please borrow your phone and call me."

Qi Ming handed him the phone, and Yuan Wen was pressing the home phone number on his phone, and it was quickly connected.

"Xiangxiang's mother, you came to the hotel to ride a bicycle to take me back, I fell and broke my leg while riding."

"Are there any injuries on your body other than your legs? Why don't you go to the hospital? ”

Xiangxiang's mother was anxious when she heard it.

"Don't worry, I borrowed someone else's mobile phone to call, and I only hurt my leg, so come over and talk about it."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Wenzheng handed the phone to Qi Ming with both hands and bowed to him gratefully: "Thank you."

"Which village are you from?"

Seeing the phone number on his mobile phone, Qi Ming was thoughtful.

"I'm from Qinghe Village, surnamed Yuan."

"Oh, since you brought food to our hotel and fell and injured yourself, our hotel is also responsible, Xiao Li, send this uncle to the hospital."

Qi Ming smiled, he actually met Yuan Xiangxiang's father, maybe he could help Chu Fei.

"No, I accidentally fell on my own, how can I make the hotel responsible, I'll just wait for my wife to come over."

"Uncle, your leg is tight, you just listen to me, Xiao Li, hurry up and help Uncle get into the car."

Unable to resist Qi Ming's insistence, Yuan Wenzheng only got on a tricycle and followed Xiao Li to the hospital.

At night, looking at his bandaged swollen and painful left leg, Yuan Wenzheng's brows were about to wrinkle: "Wenfang, you better go to the second uncle and ask him to help deliver the food tomorrow, don't be a woman." ”

"Your leg can't be healed in a day or two, how can you be embarrassed to trouble him every day."

Xiangxiang's mother also looked at his legs and sighed.

"Uncle Yuan, are you at home?" There was a knock on the door.

"Wen Fang, open the door quickly, it's Xiao Li of the hotel."

The Hengchuan on Yuan Wenzheng's forehead was much lighter.

Soon Xiao Li walked in with Qi Ming with a gift.

"Uncle Yuan, our President Qi came to see you, this is our hotel's heart."

Xiao Li put the gift box on the coffee table.

"Mr. Qi, how embarrassing is this, thanks to your help today."

Sitting upright, Yuan Wenzheng's hand touched his head, and then put it down on his knees.

"Who can guarantee that nothing will happen when you go out? Uncle, you don't have to take it to heart. Tomorrow's dishes, you load the car, I will send someone to pull it. ”

Qi Ming sat beside him.

"Come, eat some home-made peanuts and melon seeds, there are a few oil horns here, you can taste them."

Xiangxiang's mother brought two fruit plates containing peanuts and melon seeds, one of which was scattered with a few oil horns.

"Well, this oil horn is the taste of my memory."

Taking a bite of the oil horn, Qi Ming remembered the fried oil horn fried by his mother during the Chinese New Year when he was a child.

"If you like it, I'll make something fresh for you tomorrow."

Xiangxiang's mother happily looked at the young man in her thirties.

"Then Qi Ming will thank Aunt first. Uncle, you can recuperate with peace of mind, if you are too busy at home, you can just look for Xiao Li. ”

Stuffing the oil horn in his hand into his mouth, Qi Ming stood up.

"In winter, there's nothing to do at home. Mr. Qi, come over and sit more when you have time in the future. Wen Fang, quickly get them some peanuts and melon seeds. ”

Xiangxiang's mother saw Qi Ming stand up, and without waiting for Wen Zheng's instructions, she took a bag and packed the melon seeds and oil horns and handed them to Xiao Li.

The next day, Xiangxiang's mother took the oil horns made overnight last night and followed the hotel staff who came to pull vegetables to the Yunhan Chain Holiday Inn in the town.

Walking into the hotel lobby, Xiangxiang's mother came to the front desk.

Seeing that the waiter was busy checking in for a small couple, he waited quietly.

"Second aunt?"

The young woman looked up and down at Xiangxiang's mother.