When Song Zixuan turned around and saw the little head that was slimly exposed, he showed a hint of forced smile.

Perhaps at this time, only Gu Xiaobao is the only one who can make Song Zixuan smile. This little beggar is carefree every day and speaks unrestrainedly, which is truly cute.

However, this second brother made Song Zixuan a little uncomfortable. No one had called him like that except Gu Xiaobao.

"Haha, Xiaobao? Why did you come so late? The restaurants are closed."

Gu Xiaobao grinned and walked out swayingly: "Hehe, I've eaten it. I just saw you walking with your head hanging down. Why, are you in a bad mood?"

Song Zixuan nodded: "Yes, I'll just be like you, and I'll have no worries all day."

"Ah? Hehe, in fact, everyone has troubles, but you may not see it." Gu Xiaobao said, leaning against the wall, putting his hands behind his head, looking a little emotional.

Song Zixuan couldn't help laughing. After all, this little guy looked so mature that he was really cute.

"You have troubles, too?"

"Of course, but I can't put my worries on my face every day, so I won't die of suffering?"

Although it was simple, Song Zixuan felt it made sense. He nodded and said, "No, let it get out of troubles, and you still have to live happily."

As he said that, Song Zixuan sat under the wall beside Gu Xiaobao. Gu Xiaobao smiled when he saw this and sat down.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you? Is it because of the person who talked to you just now?"

Song Zixuan was stunned: "You... just saw it?"

"Yes, did the person who drove a black car just now bully you? If you told me, I'll vent your anger for you!" Gu Xiaobao said, rolling up his sleeves, revealing his thin arms, and there was still some mud hanging on it.

This time, when Song Zixuan saw Gu Xiaobao's cute movements, he did not laugh. He leaned against the wall and raised his head, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

"Something...no one helped me."

Looking at Song Zixuan's low face, Gu Xiaobao approached him with a puzzled look: "Second brother, is that person very close to you?"

Song Zixuan nodded: "Yes...but not, it's not. It's not close anymore, but... it's very far. Haha, Xiaobao, you won't understand."

"What's the use of understanding so much? It's not that I'm in pain. I think that eating is happiness."

Hearing this sentence, Song Zixuan smiled knowingly and touched Gu Xiaobao's head: "Haha, Xiaobao, your idea is really simple, but... it makes sense."

"Of course, eating is the bottom line. You can't even eat, and you still have the leisure to be happy or worried?"

Song Zixuan looked at Gu Xiaobao, but these simple words seemed to contain a big truth. Indeed, he couldn't even afford to raise his mother now, so why are you talking about good or bad mood?

"Xiaobao, I am facing a choice right now, and I feel very conflicted."

"Ah? What choice?"

Then, Song Zixuan told him the conflict in his heart, that is, whether to leave Chunxiangcai Restaurant and go to Lin Tiannan.

Gu Xiaobao nodded: "I understand, second brother, you are going to get rich."

"What, Xiaobao, I didn't think so much. As long as I can make my mother live a good life, I don't want her to go out for some work at this age."

"Second brother, you are so filial!" Gu Xiaobao said with a thumbs up. After all, in this era, there are fewer and fewer young people like Song Zixuan.

"But I really don't know whether to go now. I need money, but..."

"But you have some feelings for Chunxiangcai Restaurant, and that little beautiful sister is right?" Gu Xiaobao stuck out his tongue and smiled.

Song Zixuan gave him a blank look: "If you talk about feelings, there should be some things with the restaurant. After all, I have been in Chunxiangcai Restaurant since I dropped out of school, but... I think more importantly, I am not sure that I can do it."

"Save it? Second brother, second brother, what are you going to do? You don't want any money? You're so crazy. Now you need money so much, even if you only get one month's money."

In fact, Song Zixuan thought about Gu Xiaobao's words, even if he only worked for one month, he would be enough to earn 80,000 yuan, but he really didn't want to go irresponsibly, and then let Lin Tiannan down, he even made a mess.

Seeing Song Zixuan bowing his head and saying nothing, Gu Xiaobao continued, "Second brother, I know you want to do things well, but the most important thing for you to have a meal first is right? You are almost unable to eat, and you are still considering whether you can do things perfectly?"

This sentence made Song Zixuan suddenly wake up: "What you said may be right. No matter what, I have to have dinner with my mother first, so I can't make her so tired again..."

"And...hehe, second brother, with your skills, I guarantee you will be fine."

"Hmm? Just fried rice?"

"Haha, that's right, there's a saying you may not believe. The delicacies I've eaten are definitely not less than those of a big boss. Your fried rice is the best thing I've ever eaten."

Song Zixuan smiled when he heard this: "You little beggar have to go out to beg for food every day. If you have eaten a lot of delicious food, I believe, how could you be more than those big bosses?"

Hearing Song Zixuan say this, Gu Xiaobao leaned against the wall and smiled confidently, with a bit of mystery in his smile.

The two brothers chatted for a while, and when Song Zixuan saw that it was too late, he was reluctant to part with Gu Xiaobao. Since he dropped out of school, he has basically gone to the restaurant to work every day and has no friends. The word "friend" is very precious to Gu Xiaobao, but it is not the same to Song Zixuan...

In front of the coffee table, Yang Dahui poured a cup of Pu'er and took it and smelled it. He took a sip and shook his head slowly intoxicated.

"It's not a loss of 200 yuan per liang. Good tea, it's really good tea. If you are in a good mood, you have to drink good tea, haha..."

Yang Daichui laughed to himself. In the tea industry, tea worth 200 yuan per ounce is at most average, but for Yang Daichui, it is extremely expensive. It was bought by the food supervisor last year, and then it was stored for a year before he could drink a pot.

While drinking, Yang Dahui looked at Yang Xue who was entering the door and smiled, "Haha, my daughter, why did you come back so early? Dad is fine at home, so you can chat for a while."

Yang Daechui is usually conservative, and Yang Xue wears a little fashionable clothes. He wishes to cover his daughter tightly with her quilt. At least he told him not to fall in love a hundred and eighty times, for fear that his daughter would suffer a loss.

But this time, he really recognized Song Zixuan. If his daughter didn't go home at night today, he might be able to laugh out loud. After all, that means that the rich son-in-law has obtained it.

Looking at Yang Dahui's smile, Yang Xue was in a bad mood to smile. She glanced at her and said, "I thought I was back too early? Do you think I'm going to sleep with the waiter?"

Yang Dachui was stunned by this question: "Ah? What's wrong with my daughter, are you unhappy? Oh, do you think your father is too anxious? I tell you that the opportunity is right now, so it's impossible not to worry. I can see that the waiter is a little interested in you. In addition, my daughter is as beautiful as a flower, so it's definitely a slight idea if you want to hold him."

"Bah, who wants to hold him? There is no father like you in this world. Is there anyone who pushes his daughter into the fire pit?" Yang Xue spat, then walked to the sofa, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Seeing Yang Xue angry, Yang Dachui frowned slightly: "Daughter, what's wrong? Are you quarreling? It shouldn't be that the waiter... Could it be that the child will get angry if he can get the emperor's fried rice?"

"Don't mention your emperor fried rice, do you treat your daughter as a fool? That's ordinary fried rice, I can cook it!"

"What? Ordinary fried rice? Have you tasted it?"

"Nonsense, otherwise I could be so angry? You, you...you are simply confused!"

After Yang Xue finished speaking, she gasped and walked into the room, slammed and closed the door.

Yang Dachui took a breath and couldn't figure out what was going on. His daughter was angry and he didn't want to provoke her. He sat back on the sofa with confusion and said to himself: "No, I clearly tasted it that day, and Lin Tiannan..."

After parting with Gu Xiaobao, Song Zixuan bought a bottle of wine and went straight to Mr. Fang's house. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard the semiconductor emitted a harsh Peking Opera excerpt.

"Grandpa, when I change jobs, I will change you a semiconductor first." Song Zixuan approached Fang Jingzhi, put the wine on the small table, and then covered the blanket higher for the old man.

Fang Jingzhi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Zixuan, slowly lowering the semiconductor: "What sound isn't you listening? It's better to buy wine than to replace it."

"Hehe, I have to buy you wine if I change it."

"Oh? I've decided by this?" Fang Jingzhi raised his head and looked at Song Zixuan, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, with a little joy.

In Fang Jingzhi's view, Song Zixuan obviously has talent, but no matter how talented he is, he still needs training and platform. If he is bored in Chunxiangcai Restaurant, he is destined to have no future.

"Well, grandpa, I decided to try it even if it doesn't work."

"Far, what does it mean to try? This is like a sissy. If you want to do things, do it well!"

Song Zixuan rolled his eyelids helplessly: "I said, why can't you be more civilized? Fortunately, I am a man. If I get busy in the future, I will find a girl to serve you, your mouth will scare people away."

"I am civilized and your uncle, isn't Sun Thief talking back? I've tore the recipe!" Fang Jingzhi said angrily, and then he held the chair and wanted to stand up.

Song Zixuan hurriedly supported the old man and said with a pity: "Look at you, you said emergency, why are you so angry at this age? Come on, sit down first, can I be wrong?"

"Prepare wine for grandpa." Fang Jingzhi then leaned back.

"Okay," Song Zixuan smiled silly and opened the wine, "Grandpa, you are drinking it, by the way, the phoenix pattern fried spoon you mentioned last time..."

Fang Jingzhi raised his eyes slightly: "Hey... I said Sun Thief, it turns out that this is not here to come to see me and go to fry a spoon?"

"How can I do it? Didn't I just bring you wine? But you said it all last time. I feel itchy if I don't look at it," said Song Zixuan, approaching Fang Jingzhi, "Hehe, aren't you bragging and lying, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Jingzhi immediately threw the cup in his hand to the ground: "Get out, I have never brag in my life!"

Seeing the cup breaking on the ground, Song Zixuan swallowed: "Okay, I'm anxious again, but we'll agree that when I understand the second dish on the recipe, you'll show it to me."

Fang Jingzhi shrugged and sneered: "Grandpa keeps his word, I'm afraid you kid won't understand it in this life."

"Just kidding, I must be more talented than you!" As she said that, Song Zixuan walked into the house, picked up the recipe and started reading it.

The sound of Peking Opera sounded again in the yard, and the grandparents and grandsons said nothing, but Fang Jingzhi leaned on the rattan chair and smiled knowingly.
Chapter completed!