The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, arrived at the restaurant on time. At this time, servants were coming in and out to set the tableware.

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao appear, Wang Luo, who was wearing a royal blue gown with a dark pine branch pattern, immediately came forward to greet her: "You are finally here, I am hungry."

After saying this, he rubbed his stomach and glanced at Wang Ying who was directing the servants with a somewhat resentful look.

"Ever since you came to my house, I, your biological son, am not welcome anymore. I can't even taste a bite of delicious food."

The words sounded aggrieved and sour, and looked particularly innocent with a pair of round puppy eyes.

Following Wang Luo's footsteps into the restaurant, Lin Xiaoxiao responded casually: "That's my fault. I actually prevented our eldest son Wang from having a good meal. I am so sorry."

Unlike at noon, there are many flower arrangements in the quaint restaurant at this time. The elegant fragrance and perfect combination make people feel comfortable and natural.

More importantly, these flower arrangements are placed on carved windows and uniquely shaped cabinets, which makes the originally empty restaurant appear to have a lively atmosphere.

At this time, a round table was placed in the center of the restaurant. The jade-white porcelain tableware looked even more noble under the reflection of the rosewood dining table.

Lin Xiaoxiao was sighing in her heart that the Wang family was worthy of being a century-old family and actually had such a good thing, but the next moment she was held by a pair of warm hands.

"Xiaoxiao, don't listen to Luo'er's nonsense. It's obviously him who is greedy. Come and sit down. Chef Yu has prepared a lot of food today. Try it and see if it suits your appetite."

Wang Ying, the mistress of the Wang family, was particularly kind today. Even her way of addressing Wang Luo was particularly intimate. She even pulled Lin Xiaoxiao to sit next to Wang Luo.

Showing the warmest smile, Lin Xiaoxiao held Wang Ying's hand and said, "Thank you, I like it very much. It has been many years since someone has eaten with me."

Her eyes were slightly red, and she sighed half-truthfully: "Sometimes I envy Wang Luo, envious of him having a family that loves him so much, especially auntie, you are so gentle, I..."

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't continue talking. She just turned her head and stared at a window in the distance. She looked like she was trying to calm down and hold back her tears.

Wang Ying was about to say something to comfort her, but Lin Xiaoxiao turned around and gave her a big smile. That smile was bright and sincere: "Thank you for your hospitality. I will eat more today."

After saying this, Wang Ying's enthusiastic smile faded, and she stroked Lin Xiaoxiao's hair with both hands: "Good child, if you like it, eat more. From now on, treat this place as your home."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao immediately pulled Wang Ying with a playful smile and praised her coquettishly: "Auntie, I will treat you as a relative from now on. You know, I have been without a mother since I was a child.

Auntie, you are so nice. You know I like Chef Yu’s cooking.

Auntie......."

After saying this, Wang Luo next to her immediately grabbed Wang Ying's other hand and acted coquettishly: "Mom, you don't love me anymore, I want a hug~"

The two of them interacted with each other, and Wang Ying, who was being held in her arms, felt happy but also a little at a loss.

After all, the last time she was so intimate with children was when Luo'er was a child. The feeling of being hugged and acted like a spoiled child by the children made her almost lose her mind.

Until the head of the family, Wang Fugui, came and frowned and shouted, "Luo'er, stop messing around!"

This sentence successfully stopped the two from competing in acting coquettishly. Wang Luo muttered and sat back in his seat. Lin Xiaoxiao also restrained himself a lot and let go of Wang Ying.

Wang Ying, on the other hand, immediately rolled her eyes at Wang Fugui when she saw him holding his two children and sitting upright as if he was being criticized.

"Why scold the kids? We are all happily together today, don't spoil the fun."

Hearing this, not only Wang Miao who had just walked in, but even Wang Fugui, who had been married for decades, were surprised at Wang Ying's abnormal behavior today.

The two have been married for decades and have almost never had a quarrel. Even when Wang Ying was in the worst mood, she would just keep silent and never say anything to Wang Fugui.

When several people were surprised, old man Wang Tianxing arrived late.

"Hahahaha, Fugui, you also have come to this day."

The hearty laughter echoed in the hall, which made Wang Fugui, who was originally a little dazed, look helpless.

"Please at least give me some face, this..."

The old man patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder and gave Wang Ying a thumbs up: "Well done, you should let him know how annoying he is. This whole family is so serious and lifeless."

Being praised by Old Master Wang, Wang Ying blushed a little embarrassedly. After all, she was taught from a young age that she should know when to advance and retreat, keep her emotions stable, and do things calmly. Over the past few decades, she seldom exposed her emotional side like this.

However, it seems to feel pretty good?

With the presence of Lin Xiaoxiao and Wang Luo, the celebration banquet that was supposed to be serious became particularly lively and cordial. Even Wang Fugui couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and drank two glasses of wine according to Old Master Wang's advice.

In order to keep a clear head, he has not experienced any entertainment in these years. After two glasses of wine, he couldn't help but talk more.

"Grandpa, it's very dangerous outside now, you must be careful on this road. Luo'er is impulsive, Miaomiao, you should take care of him and don't let him run around as he pleases.

And Miaomiao, as a girl you must protect yourself when you go out. Believe in your father, I will quickly resolve the Gu family’s issues and bring you back.

I’m not a good father, I…”

Wang Fugui seemed a little drunk. He kept on nagging and instructing a few people, even blaming himself for not being able to support the entire family and forcing his daughter to avoid the Gu family and go to such a dangerous outside world.

At the end of the conversation, Wang Fugui fell into a deep sleep, and the old housekeeper took him away to rest.

Wang Luo poked at the food on the plate and sighed, "My dad is such a fool. He takes everything on himself and thinks he is a superman. We are still here."

Wang Miao didn't say anything, but her red eyes proved that she had an especially deep affection for her family. The atmosphere was a little silent for a moment.

As soon as he put down his chopsticks, old man Wang Tianxing curled his lips and said, "He just has no confidence in us. He thinks he is the only one in the family who can work. What a fool."

Picking up a piece of meat and putting it on Wang Luo's plate, he smiled mysteriously at them and said, "Then let's give him a surprise this time when we go out."

At this point, he looked at Lin Xiaoxiao who was concentrating on eating and said, "Little girl, is your shelter still accepting people?"

"what?"

When asked this question suddenly, the meat in Lin Xiaoxiao's mouth almost fell out.

"Grandpa Wang, what do you mean?"

Although Lin Xiaoxiao had some guesses, she was still a little confused when she heard Mr. Wang ask this question with her own ears.

Ignoring Lin Xiaoxiao's shock, Mr. Wang smiled and said calmly, "I'm afraid the official shelter doesn't intend for our Wang family to stay there for long. I think joining the Hope Shelter is a good choice."

After these words were spoken, not only the three younger generations, Lin Xiaoxiao and Wang Luo, but even Wang Ying looked at Grandpa Wang in shock.

What does this mean? Did Fugui have this idea for a long time? Why didn't he hear any news? Or did the old man decide this himself? Why did he do this?

Wang Ying's mind was full of thoughts. Wang Luo opened his mouth to say something but finally kept it shut. Only Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned for two seconds before she smiled brightly.

"Of course. We hope that the shelter will need a lot of talents, and welcome all kinds of talents to join us."