Zhang Qiao has not rested for several months, he goes to work every day, this time he is going to invite all the accumulated holidays to the director, take a good rest, on the one hand, he is ready to find information, to see if there are any big people buried in this vicinity, or there have been more bizarre legends, on the other hand, Zhang Qiao has not gone home to meet his parents for too long, his parents are too hard, this time he will go back to accompany them and give them a hand, after all, he is now infected with the zombie virus, and he doesn't know where the way out in the future is。

The conditions of Zhang Qiao's family are not good, the ancestors have been farmers for generations, and their parents used to work outside all the year round, but their parents are honest and hardworking, can endure hardships, and are willing to work, and they have been valued by the boss in the restaurant, from a small dishwashing worker, and finally became the chef in charge, and they have learned the stunt of beef noodles first-hand, and after saving a little money, they took out a loan to open a beef powder restaurant, because the taste is good, the portion is sufficient, and the business is very hot.

The beef flour of Imjin County is a very famous specialty snack nearby, as a specialty, well-known all over the country, legend has it that during the Yongzheng Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, a Hui army in Xinjiang was stationed here, the Hui soldiers were used to eating beef noodles, but the local people lacked flour with rice as the main food, the general ordered to make rice flour with rice, slaughtered the cattle, and made delicious beef powder, and later the Hui settled here, the recipe of beef powder was handed down, and after continuous improvement, the formation of various schools with different flavors, how to make the yard on the powder, that is, the various cooking of beef, in each genre is not passed on the secret。

Zhang Qiao's father worked hard for more than ten years, through his own efforts, and finally won the approval of the master, learned the secret recipe of beef powder, first of all, we must strictly select beef, old, tender, fat, thin, that part has its own requirements, and then soak in water after repeated rinsing and squeezing, drain blood water, and finally boil with a special incense medicine bag, the secret of the real deliciousness is in this fragrant medicine bag, Zhang Qiao's beef is boiled with more than 20 kinds of Chinese herbs and spices such as large and small fennel, sand kernels, cinnamon branches, male and female dices, etc., so that the beef soup is delicious and delicious, with spicy, rolling, Fragrant and fresh characteristics.

It is not easy to open a powder restaurant in this small county, all kinds of powder restaurants are lined up, the taste is slightly bad, the taste is not right, there may be no diners in the future, Zhang's father has to get up at 3 o'clock in the morning every day to go to the vegetable market to pick the freshest beef, go a little later, the good meat is picked up by others, and then stew beef, make yards, soak rice noodles, in order to attract customers to fry some free side dishes to give, there is no rest time every day, in order to earn a little more, Zhang's mother often gets until one or two o'clock in the morning, just to serve those Internet café all-night students, drunk drunk with an empty stomach。 Two people work in shifts and can only sleep a few hours a day.

After more than 30 minutes in the car, Zhang Qiao finally returned to his small shop, "Zhang's beef noodles" The original bright signboard has now been smoked a little dim, a few tables, a few benches, the back is separated as a kitchen, the small attic is the place where Zhang's father and mother rest at night, Zhang Qiao found that his shop was so small for the first time, the furniture has been a little old, and the space is boring, his parents have dedicated their youth and sweat to this place, looking at the busy figure of his parents, it seems that he is starting to be a little rickety, and his sideburns have begun to have gray hair, Zhang Qiao found that his parents are also old.

"Eh, son, you're back, come in quickly, why are you standing at the door stupidly," Zhang's mother, who had just finished cleaning up the table, found her son standing at the door of the store, his face full of surprise, Zhang Qiao walked in front of his mother, and silently looked at this woman who had dedicated most of her life to the family, as if she had never looked at her carefully, "What do you see?" Is there something dirty on my face, is it hard, put down the things quickly, what do you want to eat, and wait for your mother to go to the vegetable market to buy it for you." ”

Just about to take over the backpack on Zhang Qiao's back, he heard the diners at a table outside shouting: "Boss, check out!" "Okay, come right away, you wait a minute" Zhang's mother, who was going to have a good chat with her son, seemed to have no free time for a moment, "Mom, you are busy, I will greet myself myself" Zhang Qiao said to his mother, "Then you go to the attic to rest, and wait for me to finish this while" After saying that Zhang's mother was a whipped spinning top, and another gust of wind got busy, Zhang Qiao smiled easily, put his backpack away, skillfully put on his sleeves, and began to help his mother clean up and beckon the guests to get up.

In the evening, the family sat together, and Zhang's father made a big table of dishes, "Son, eat more, I made you your favorite braised pork, is it that the food in the hospital canteen is not to your taste, you see that your face is pale, like a malnourished" Zhang's mother said in a reproachful tone while serving Zhang Qiao's vegetables.

"Where is malnutrition? The food is very good, I have gained weight, and my skin is a little white, because I don't see the sun when I work indoors every day, and it will be good to bask in the sun more in the future!" Zhang Qiao argued, it seems that it is always the parents who know their children best, Zhang Qiao changed slightly, and was discovered by his mother.

Zhang's father put down the dishes and chopsticks, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "Son, you have been working for three years now, and the problem of compilation has not been solved.

"Don't go, what are you going to go!" Zhang Qiao became excited, "Dad, have you forgotten? In order to find a way to get me into the hospital, you begged people everywhere, and on a hot day, you waited in the corridor at the door of the leader's house for four hours, and your pants and shoes were full of sweat, and others didn't open the door for you, I didn't let you go, I didn't want you to beg someone, and you were embarrassed!"

"Hey" Zhang's father sighed, "It's Dad who is useless, he has no culture, and other people have a relationship, so I can only get you a temporary worker and be bullied", "Dad, don't say that, it's my own uselessness, I didn't study hard and only got admitted to a third-rate university, so I embarrassed you for me, it's not easy for you to provide me with education over the years, and I can't let you spend money on things like I work for" The father and son said as they spoke, their voices seemed to be choked.

"Today's son finally came back, Lao Zhang, what are you talking about, come, son, open two bottles of cold beer, our family has a good time, drink two glasses" Zhang's mother saw that the atmosphere was dull, and started a round, after being full of wine and food, Zhang Qiao helped her mother clean up the housework, picked up her backpack and prepared to leave, "Mom and Dad." I have something to do in the hospital tomorrow, so I'll go there early", "Son, come back more when you have time, and tell your mother if you don't have money, do you hear!"

Looking at his aging parents, the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be becoming more and more obvious, "I have a lot of money, the hospital has raised my salary, you don't have to worry, I'm leaving" After speaking, Zhang Qiao picked up his backpack and got up to leave, when Zhang Qiao's figure disappeared on the corner of the street, the concerned eyes of his parents still followed him, far away.