Chapter 9: Gulping Wine

Under the dim light, the kimchi jars were smashed. Kimchi water and red oil bean paste flowed to the ground, and the whole room was filled with a sour and spicy taste.

What's wrong? Who the hell did this!?

Is it a rat scurrying around?

Half-human height jars are unlikely to be knocked down by a mouse. So someone has a grudge against our family and deliberately intends to take revenge on us with these jars?

This is even more illogical.

These jars are not worth much, the kimchi inside is cheaper, and the kimchi and watercress in this small compartment plus the earthen jar will not exceed two hundred yuan in total, and it is not as valuable as smashing a box of liquor outside.

Also, my dad and I do business every day, and we get up early and are greedy for night, so I shouldn't have offended anyone. There is no love and hate in this world for no reason, what is this person's motive for committing crimes?

Or, it was the merchants who were forced to move out because of our family's good business.

How many years have passed.

Even if you hate my dad for stealing someone else's job, if you want to take revenge, you have to take advantage of the heat, and you have to wait for this long time to make a move, and the reaction to this revenge is too long.

If those merchants are excluded, there will be no suspicion of the target.

Just thinking about it, Liang Yuan came over from behind me, and he was a little surprised by the scene in front of him: "Tang Xiaofan, what's going on with these jars?" Who knocked it over? Is there an earthquake in your house? ”

Earthquake?

Just such a small compartment was shaken, so it can be seen that this earthquake is really accurate enough.

My dad was lying in the hospital, and all the jars in the store were overturned, and it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the blessing of Wushuang did not come alone, this old saying is true.

When I cleaned up the mess, I found that between the kimchi and the bean paste, there was some white mucus, like grease, a bit like shampoo lotion.

What is it?

How could my dad put these things in the cubicle?

I gently pinched a little milky white liquid with my fingers and smelled it, in addition to the smell of watercress and kimchi, there seemed to be a particularly strange smell, which smelled greasy, but for a while, I couldn't tell what it felt.

As I looked up the flow of the "shampoo lotion", I noticed that they were all coming from the relatively large jar in the corner.

The big jar did not escape its fate, it leaned against the wall, a large hole had been punched in its bulging belly, and the milky white mucus that I didn't know what it was leaking out little by little from it.

It turned out that my dad was actually holding this thing in this big jar.

There was a lot of chaos in the cubicle, and I didn't have time to think about what it was, so it took me more than an hour to get the mess done.

Liang Yuan helped me finish dealing with those things, and I was also tired.

The kimchi and bean paste are gone, and the processed loaches can only be boiled, so that the muddy smell will be very strong, and it will be enough to swallow.

I simply threw away the apron in my hand: "The store is so messy, it's not realistic to get a meal, let's just go out to eat." ”

After taking a taxi, we went to the famous barbecue street in the west of the city.

I took a bunch of various skewers, and Liang Yuan and I sat on the side of the street and ate profusely. From this morning's busy work to now, just when my dad took a CT scan, we went outside and bought two roasted sweet potatoes and nibbled on a few bites.

The weather was very hot, I had to drink cold beer in a big gulp, my heart was still hot and panicked, and I sighed at the thought of my father, who was still lying unconscious in the hospital.

A large lump of oily lamb kidneys went down, and Liang Yuan touched a mouthful of oil: "It's time to eat and drink, maybe tomorrow when your eyes open, your father has come back from the hospital." ”

These words of comfort are still not technical at all.

I looked at the skewers on the plate that he had eaten to the bottom, and guessed that this guy hadn't eaten enough. If you invite guests to dinner, you have to manage enough, and you can't pick and search.

So he got up and said, "You eat slowly, and I'll go get some more." ”

Liang Yuan picked up a bunch of roasted leeks again: "Tang Xiaofan, take more meat dishes, mutton ribs or something, take less vegetarian dishes, that thing is stuffed with teeth, not enough to fill your stomach." ”

I smiled bitterly in my heart, I haven't seen it for so many years, Liang Yuan's appetite is really good.

The amount of those dishes just now was enough for five big men. From the moment the barbecue skewers were served, he was eating in a big gulp, and I was almost in my throat, but he kept stuffing it in his stomach.

Even if my dad can eat, he is not as good as him, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

After eating a bunch of beef tendons, I looked around.

I was very impressed by this old Xu Ji barbecue, which opened near our house a few years ago, and then they couldn't resist the fact that our family's business was too good, so they moved to the west of the city.

This area was originally a very deserted small street, but after so many years, it has gradually formed a climate and become a barbecue street.

Standing in front of the freezer, I took a handful of solid meat dishes such as pork belly and beef, and the barbecue guy looked at me as he handed over the large plate of ingredients, and gave me a special look.

"Beauty, you are the king of big stomachs, are you doing a live broadcast?" The guy asked me.

I sneered in my heart, and then nodded: "That's right, remember to help us pay attention to double-click and like later." "I turned around and was about to leave, when I suddenly heard someone stop me from behind:

"You're Tang Sihai's daughter Xiaofan, right?"

Looking back, I saw that it was a chubby woman in her forties, sitting on the edge of the cash register. On the table in front of her was a bottle of liquor.

Apparently, the woman was pouring herself a drink.

Seeing me looking at her blankly, the woman said, "Oh, this child, it's only been a few years, and you don't know me anymore?" How forgetful are the nobles? ”

Of course I remember her, with her pungent voice and fiery red lips.

Laughing unnaturally, I called her: "Second Aunt Xu, you're kidding, what kind of noble person am I." ”

Second Aunt Xu, whose full name is Xu Yinyin, is the proprietress of this old Xu barbecue restaurant. She is a divorced woman, she is spicy and charming.

At that time, the business of the chicken noodle shop was not good, and it was the norm to make ends meet.

To speak in good conscience, this Xu Yinyin is very good to me, and she calls me to her to eat delicious food every once in a while. To my dad Tang Sihai, she was surprisingly attentive, and she went to my dad when she had nothing to do, and everyone could see her thoughts.

I often tell my father: "Anyway, my mother will definitely not come back, or let Aunt Xu be my mother." Our family is doing a tough business, you get along with her, and she can help us. ”

When my dad heard this, he glared at me fiercely: "You are a girl, why don't you talk in four or six, thinking about some messy things in your head, don't you want to get up early and sell noodles like me after studying?" ”

I don't dare say anything more.

But the woman chases the male compartment veil, and everyone can see Xu Yinyin's thoughts about my father.

In every respect, this woman's conditions are much better than my dad's, and others think that my dad will be taken down sooner or later. But the result of the matter was beyond everyone's expectations.