Episode 225 The End of Prosperity is the Place of Return (July 1st, Happy National Day)
Leaving the compound, Red Blood seemed very silent, she silently sent Zhang Yifeng to Zhang's Hotel, refused Zhang Yifeng's invitation, opened the car door and sat in, just as she left, she opened her mouth and said the first words from the compound here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Actually, you're a good person!"
Zhang Yifeng touched the tip of his nose, a little crying and laughing, the red-blooded evaluation was a kind of irony for Zhang Yifeng, because he just wanted to be a bad guy from beginning to end.
However, there are always people who say that he is a good person.
What is a good guy and what is a bad guy?
As far as one's own body is concerned, good people have no regrets after doing things, and there is a reason for things, while bad people are reckless and do all kinds of evil. For the public, good people can stick to the bottom line and uphold principles, while bad people just don't have a bottom line.
Looking at the car shadow that disappeared in front of him, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and turned around and walked into Zhang's Hotel.
I didn't come for more than ten days, Zhang's restaurant's business became more and more prosperous, busy until dark every day, when counting money at night, the eldest brother and sister-in-law couldn't close their mouths with a smile, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhang Yifeng found his mother Lan Xiangling, and he was not so happy to see the money he earned, but had a feeling of forced laughter.
Does she have something on her mind?
At dinner in the evening, her mother held the rice bowl and was often in a daze, which became more and more sure of Zhang Yifeng's guess.
"Yi Feng, there's something I want to discuss with you." Sister-in-law Dong Yuhua said suddenly.
"Sister-in-law, you say."
"Our Zhang's restaurant business is so good, I think we can expand the scale, don't you have a relationship in Chunhu City, I don't think you should open a branch in Chunhu City?"
"Open a branch?" Zhang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled, "I have no opinion, in fact, according to my meaning, it is okay to open a head office in Chunhu City." ā
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng didn't object, the smile on Dong Yuhua's face became even stronger, "After eating, let's sum it up, this is a big deal, it just so happens that Yi Feng is also there, you say yes, Mom." ā
Dong Yuhua's voice fell, and when he found that his mother Lan Xiangling didn't talk, the smile on his face froze, and he couldn't help but look over in confusion.
"Mom, are you alright?" Zhang Yifeng saw that his mother was still in a daze, and gently pushed her, her mother woke up like a dream, smiled kindly, and swept her eyes over Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yichun, and Dong Yuhua one by one, and said with relief: "Seeing that you two brothers are so competitive, Yi Chun has also started a family, and my mother is content in this life, what I couldn't think of before, now I not only do it, but also do it very well, my mother has no regrets, you want to open a branch, my mother does not object, my mother supports you." ā
"Thank you, Mom, let's go to Chunhu City together and bring Dad over." Dong Yuhua proposed with a smile.
However, her mother Lan Xiangling shook her head slightly, "Chunhu City, I won't go, and your father won't go, we have lived in Suolong Village all our lives, and that is our roots, my mother can see it, I have followed your father in this life, although it is bitter, although I am tired, but my mother is willing, I can still be a proprietress when I am old, I will open a restaurant in person, and I will fight for breath in front of Zhang Youquan, I am really content." In the future, my mother doesn't care about the hotel, and I will go back to Suolong Village tomorrow. ā
"Mom, you ......" Dong Yuhua was very surprised by her mother's decision, "You are gone, what should I do with the hotel?" ā
"The chef Yi Feng found, although he is like a stuffy gourd, he doesn't like to talk, but he is down-to-earth and his brain is bright, I have already told him my experience in making fish, what we eat tonight is made by him, my mother is not here, and it will not affect the restaurant." Mother Lan Xiangling said.
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Yichun were silent, but Dong Yuhua anxiously persuaded: "Mom." Such a big thing, you should discuss it with us in advance, the guests are used to eating the fish you make, and suddenly changing people will definitely affect the business, Yi Chun, Yi Feng, you persuade Mom. ā
"Alright, don't say anything." Zhang Yifeng opened his mouth, took a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it in his mother Lan Xiangling's bowl, and said with a smile: "Mom, let's eat first, I will send you back to Suolong Village tomorrow, it just so happens that I haven't seen my father for a few days, I miss him a lot." ā
"Me too, Yuhua, or I'll close the hotel for a day tomorrow, and we'll go back together." Zhang Yichun said.
"Hmph, if you want to go back, you go back, I won't go anywhere."
Dong Yuhua saw that Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Yichun didn't listen to her, her face was a little unhappy, she smashed her chopsticks on the table with a snap, and left angrily.
"Mom, don't say it, the taste of this fish tonight is similar to what you made." Zhang Yifeng still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be affected by Dong Yuhua at all, but knowing his son Mo Ruo's mother, his mother reached out and patted Zhang Yifeng, and then said to Zhang Yichun, who had a gloomy face: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and take a look." ā
"Whatever she does, let's eat." Zhang Yichun said angrily.
"You brothers, both of you have a bull's temper."
Mother Lan Xiangling scolded with a smile, got up and walked in the direction that Dong Yuhua left.
As his mother left, only Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Yichun were left in the house, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
"Yi Feng, today is Yuhua who is ignorant......"
"Brother, you don't need to explain, I understand what my sister-in-law meant, she just doesn't want the restaurant business that she has worked so hard to run will be affected, the starting point is good, but Mom is not a tool for us to make money, I will support her what she wants to do." Brother, I hope you don't forget that she is the mother who gave birth to us and raised us. ā
Zhang Yichun's body shook, lowered his head, and nodded lightly.
A meal, unhappy parting.
Mother Lan Xiangling's determination to go home was beyond Dong Yuhua's expectations, she thought that if she was angry, her mother would compromise, but she was wrong, even if her mother compromised, Zhang Yifeng would not compromise, what her mother wanted to do, he would support it unreservedly and unconditionally.
Even if she wanted the stars in the sky, Zhang Yifeng would try her best to pick them off for her.
At night, her mother went to bed very late, she was packing her things, and early the next morning, Dong Yuhua saw her mother's side, and she had already packed up her salutes, and her face was not very good-looking.
Snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Zhang Yichun had a gloomy face, didn't pay attention to Dong Yuhua at all, silently helped his mother stuff the salute into the carriage, and waited for his mother to sit in the car, Zhang Yifeng, who was in the driver's seat, said lightly: "Brother, ask my sister-in-law if you want to go home together." ā
"I asked her, she won't go, let's go."
Zhang Yifeng nodded indifferently, drove away from Yanglin County, and when the car was about to disappear, Dong Yuhua ran out, but unfortunately, she was a step late.
The car drove along the road into the village and into Suolong Village, and after a long distance, Zhang Yifeng and the others saw that they were squatting at the door of the house, staring blankly at their father in the distance.
He is also waiting.
Who are waiting for?
Loved ones waiting to return home.
"Dad, we're back."
Looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, his father Zhang Youquan had never shed tears in his life, and at this moment, he was crying, he smiled and cried. (To be continued.) )