Chapter I

Seeing Mei Jia bring a group of classmates home, her mother was very unhappy, she stood at the door of the dining room and shouted to Mei Jia, who was greeting her classmates in the living room: "Jia Jia, come over here-"

"It's coming—" Mei Jia smiled at her mother, then turned to her classmates and said, "You guys play first, I'll be back in a while-"

Mei Jia hurriedly ran over to grab her mother's arm, and said with a smile: "Mom, don't be like this, come, kiss one by one-"

"You come in—" Mom said coldly, and she seemed to be really angry, and turned and walked into the dining room.

Mei Jia hurriedly chased after him and said in a low voice, "Mom, what are you doing here?" It would be nice if the students saw it. It's my birthday today—"

"Do you know it's your birthday?" Mom looked angry and rebuked in a low voice: "How many times have I told you? On this year's birthday, my father and I will spend it with you. Even the nanny at home gave them a day off. But you brought so many classmates back, what did you take my words for? Is it windy? ”

"Oh Mom, where do I dare to turn a deaf ear to your words?" Mei Jia was also a little unhappy, but she still grabbed her mother's arm and said coquettishly: "But I have already made an appointment with my classmates." They all gave me gifts, I can't let other pigeons go, can I? Besides, birthdays are just going to be lively. Mom, I promise you, I'll do my own cleaning tomorrow, okay? ”

"It's not a thing of who does cleaning, I told you you didn't have a birthday party at home in previous years? But this year is different, our family—I—" Mom stopped talking, she brushed off Mejia's hand, went to the kitchen door, and beckoned inside.

Mejia's father came out of the kitchen, still with a kitchen knife in his hand, and asked, "What are you doing?" I'm busy here—"

Mei Jia was stunned for a moment, and then she noticed that several dishes had been set up on the table in the restaurant. She was taken aback and asked in disbelief, "Dad, did you cook yourself?" ”

"I didn't do it—" Dad shook his head, and then asked, "What did you tell me to do?" Mr. Zhu is busy there, I have to help—"

At this time, a man's voice came from the kitchen: "Mr. Mei, has the tofu been cut?" ”

"It's cut, it's cut—" Dad quickly agreed, and he was about to go back to the kitchen.

Mom hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Lao Mei, Mr. Zhu said that there should be no outsiders, but your daughter brought a group of people back, how can you say this is good?" ”

Dad was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Jiajia, did you bring your classmates back?" ”

Mei Jia didn't answer her father's question, but asked curiously, "Dad, who's in there?" ”

Dad's face suddenly darkened, and he even waved the kitchen knife in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Jiajia, hurry up and let your classmates go-"

"Dad—" Mei Jia suddenly became anxious.

At this time, a man wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen, he looked into the living room, his brows suddenly tightened, his face was displeased, and he asked, "Mr. Mei, why are so many people in the house?" ”

Dad's face suddenly turned ugly, and he whispered: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhu, I didn't arrange it, I'll let them leave immediately-"

Then, Dad turned his head to look at Mei Jia and said angrily in a low voice: "Jia Jia, did you hear that?" Hurry up and let your classmates go-"

"I don't!" Mei Jia stomped her feet in anger, she glared at the man, and shouted, "Who are you?" Why do you point fingers at our house? ”

"Jiajia! Don't talk to Mr. Zhu like that! Dad was so angry that he started wielding the kitchen knife again.

"Dad, I'm your daughter, how do you defend an outsider-"

"You know what? Mr. Zhu is here to help our family—"

"We're fine—"

"Jiajia, don't say it-" Mom hurriedly came over and grabbed Mei Jia, and said in a low voice: "You don't know the situation, there really can't be outsiders at home tonight, this is what Mr. Zhu specially advised." In this way, you let the classmates go back first, and after today, it will be no problem to invite as many classmates as you want-"

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Don't ask so much—"

"I don't-"

Zhu Yao sighed in his heart, scratched the back of his head, and said, "That, can you stop arguing, your head is big-"

Dad smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Mr. Zhu, don't worry, I'll let them go right away-"

"It's okay, no need-" Zhu Yao shook his head and said, "Just let them stay in the living room, just don't make a mess." You quickly put the tofu in the pot, cook for three minutes, then get out of the pot and sprinkle some chopped green onions. I'll take these dishes to the second-floor balcony first—"

Dad was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

"It's not a big problem. Mrs. Mei, come and help serve it—" Zhu Yao whispered, and then he picked up two plates and walked to the second floor.

Seeing this, my mother hurriedly said, "Jiajia, hurry up, let's serve together-"

Mei Jia was reluctant, but finally she didn't have to drive her classmates away, so she also brought two plates and followed them up to the second floor.

There is a stone table on the balcony on the second floor, where Mei Yongli likes to bask in the sun and drink tea.

The stone table was very large, but Zhu Yao deliberately stacked the plates, and then took a brush out of nowhere, dipped it in saliva and began to draw some strange patterns on the edge of the stone table.

"Huh-" Mei Jia showed a disgusted expression, she hurriedly said to her mother, "Mom, I'll go down first-"

"Miss Mei, you can't go-" Zhu Yao hurriedly stopped Mei Jia, but he didn't look up, and said with a smile while drawing: "This table of dishes is prepared for your family, and it may not taste very good, but you all have to eat more or less——"

Mei Jia raised her eyebrows and said, "No need, I've already eaten it." ”

"If you've eaten it, you have to eat it!" Mei Yongli's voice came, and he walked up with a pot of soup, put it on the stone table, and said to Mei Jia: "Jia Jia, sit down—"

"Dad—"

"If you are told to sit down, you will sit down!" Mei Yongli's voice sank suddenly, and there was unquestionable authority in his tone. But when he looked at Zhu Yao, he immediately put on a smile: "Mr. Zhu, look-"

Zhu Yao looked up at the sky, and after a while, said, "Okay, let's start." ”

Mei Yongli's body trembled suddenly, he hurriedly sat down, and said urgently: "Ah Ning, come here, come quickly-Jiajia, why are you still standing?" Sit me down—"

Mei Jia sat down at the stone table very reluctantly, and she looked at the dishes on the table, which were either black and fried, or the kind that was tasteless at the glance of white water.

"Dad, it's my birthday, you're going to ask such a crappy chef to cook me such a meal?" Mei Jia said in a weird way.

"Shut up!" Mei Yongli's eyes widened, he couldn't wait to eat Mei Jia, and drank in a low voice: "I finally invited Mr. Zhu, you talk nonsense again, do you believe me-"

"Mr. Mei, Mr. Mei, don't be angry-" Zhu Yao laughed, he looked at the dishes on the table, and said, "This dish, the appearance is a little worse, and it is normal for Miss Mei to dislike it." But there's one thing I have to explain to Miss May—"

Zhu Yao looked at Mei Jia, his face gradually became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The dishes I cook not only sell poorly, but even the taste is very unpalatable. But it's not because I'm not good at my craft, it's because I don't cook for people—"

Mei Jia was startled and asked in a low voice, "Who is that for?" ”

Zhu Yao smiled, pointed behind Mei Jia, and said, "Oh, the meal is here—"