The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

When Zhouquan rubbed his waist and came to the B&B the next day, he heard from a distance that the grandparents and grandchildren of the Wang family on Sijin seemed to be arguing again.

When he followed the sound of the quarrel, he found Dabao standing at the door with breakfast, as if he didn't know whether he should bring it in or not.

Patting the other person on the shoulder, Zhouquan pointed to the silent lip-sync inside and asked: "What's the matter, why did you quarrel so early in the morning?"

Dabao lowered his head and whispered in Zhouquan's ear, "It seems that Uncle Wang wants to send the child back, but the child is unwilling. The two have been arguing all morning because of this matter."

Zhou Quan heard the words and took a look at the breakfast that Dabao brought over. It was all porridge and side dishes. It seems that Mr. Wang is not in the mood to enjoy the food at all.

Listening to the high-pitched voices of Mr. Wang reprimanding and Xiao Wang talking back, Zhou Quan could imagine how tense the atmosphere in the room was without even going in.

Judging from Zhou Quan’s experience in helping relatives take care of children, when parents reprimand children, it’s better to stay away from outsiders, so as to save children from being more difficult to manage because outsiders are taking care of face. .

But Dabao took care of the whole Sijin by himself, so he couldn't just stand here and wait.

So Zhouquan took the things in his hands and signaled him to continue working.

Taking advantage of the gap, he brought breakfast to the grandparents of the Wang family.

No matter how noisy he was, Lao Wang still failed to send his grandson away in the end, so he had no choice but to let the kid live in the B&B temporarily.

On the first day, on the second day, it was normal to enter the East Wing. At noon on the third day, Mr. Wang, who was full of anger, finally broke out.

It was a very small matter to ignite the flames of the dynamite package. Last night, the kid was able to play mobile games too late, so that he slept until noon this morning and didn't get up.

When Mr. Wang went out to other villages in the town to check on the flowers, when he came back, he found that the curtains in his room were still hanging. When he entered the room, it was almost twelve o'clock. The flames that went down immediately sprang up, and the sky fell and the earth fell immediately.

Mr. Wang, who has always doted on his grandson, was so hard-hearted this time, he only gave Xiao Wang two choices, either go home to study obediently, study hard every day, and continue to live his life as a young master.

The family didn't ask him to be admitted to any famous brand, as long as it was a serious undergraduate university, they were satisfied.

But if he still refuses to go home, Mr. Wang will announce that he must be self-reliant from today, and the family will not give him a penny.

The stubborn classmate Xiao Wang made the second choice without hesitation. Mr. Wang kept his word and immediately called to suspend all his grandson's credit cards and bank cards, and told his son and daughter-in-law not to give his grandson any money.

Classmate Xiao Wang dismissed this, proudly raised his head and strode out, saying that even if he went to beg for food, he would not care about their begging for money.

Looking at the grandson who ran away, Lao Wang, whose blood pressure was already unstable, went dark and leaned back.

Zhou Quan, who was closest to him, rushed to support him, and together with Dabao, he helped Mr. Wang back to his room.

Fearing that something might happen, Zhou Quan hurriedly called the village doctor to come over. At the same time, he told Mr. Wang's symptoms and asked if he should call 120.

On the other hand, Elder Wang, who came to his senses, waved his hand and said weakly, "Don't call an ambulance. My blood pressure is suddenly a little high. If I'm sick, I'll take some medicine and I'll be fine."

Within a few minutes, the village doctor with the medicine box also rushed over on an electric scooter. After some examination, he concluded that the blood pressure was also elevated, but because it was not very high, it is still recommended to take medicine and observe first.

Before he came over, Mr. Wang had already taken the antihypertensive medicine he brought, and called the people from the flower company just to be on the safe side.

Ten minutes later, Store Manager Tong and Ms. Assistant, who stayed in the town and were in charge of the flower garden, arrived first, and after a while, Assistant Xu also drove to the village in a hurry.

Seeing that Mr. Wang was being taken care of, Zhou Quan left in peace.

The village doctor in the room measured Mr. Wang’s blood pressure again and confirmed that it had returned to the normal range. He took off the stethoscope and said, “Old man, your blood pressure is now normal, but you still need to pay attention to avoid violent mood swings. It is best to measure at the same time for several consecutive days to see if your daily blood pressure is also high, and if so, you must take long-term medication."

Feeling much better, Elder Wang shook his head slightly when he heard the words: "Doctor, my blood pressure is not usually high, but as you said, once my mood fluctuates too much, my blood pressure will rise rapidly, so I always wear medicine on my body."

"Since this is the case, please control your emotions. Don't be overjoyed, sad or angry. If you have all the medicine, I won't keep it. If you still feel uncomfortable, please contact me. I'm in the infirmary at the east end of the village. .”

After explaining the doctor's order, Xu Te helped pay the consultation fee and sent the doctor out of the house on behalf of Wang Lao.

After he came back, he first said to store manager Tong and her assistant lady: "Please come here specially. The chairman is fine now. The doctor said he needs to rest more."

Upon hearing this, Store Manager Tong immediately said that there was still work waiting and had to leave now, and would come to visit tomorrow.

After seeing off his subordinates, Xu Tezhu returned to the house, looked at Mr. Wang lying on the kang with a pale face, and couldn't help persuading him: "Old uncle, Ah Hui is only a little old, and it's normal to be playful. As for Are you so angry?"

Wang Lao shook his head weakly when he heard the words, and said, "You don't know, that child will die if he doesn't care about it. He doesn't know a little bit of human suffering, and his mind is full of the boss and his second child, thinking that the money in the family is blown back by the strong wind. It's all because Jiakang and I spoiled him so much that he got used to lawlessness, and if we don't let him know the stakes, I'm afraid the police will come and discipline us in the future."

"It's not that exaggerated, that kid Ah Hui is just...just too simple."

"Hehe, Asheng, you don't have to speak for him. I know what my own grandson is like. Simple? Just stupid. Our old Wang family has only one grandson, but if you look at his current appearance, can you make people feel at ease? It’s not like you don’t know what kind of place a shopping mall is, even if he throws it in, it’s not enough for others to bite their teeth.”

When it came to the company's inheritance, Hutt's assistant was very sensible and didn't answer.

"I finally figured it out. If the child is still half-dead in the future, then we have to prepare for the worst. Should we dilute the shares to make the child a comfortable minority shareholder, or establish a fund so that he can only eat dry food?" He can choose by himself if he doesn’t work on stocks, but he can’t be the company’s decision maker, otherwise Jiahe and I won’t be around, and there is no sensible person around him who can control him, and this kid can make people swallow his bones.”

Zhouquan didn't know anything about the Wang's house in the East Wing. When he came out from there and returned to the kitchen, Chef Bao was processing the newly delivered ribs on the chopping board.

Crispy pork ribs is a dish on today's special menu at the B&B. For this reason, early in the morning, Zhou Quan specially asked the vendor who supplies pork to the B&B to send an extra [-] catties of pork ribs.

However, the ribs that were sent over were all in strips, and the first step in making them into dishes was to cut them off.

Holding a bone chopping knife in his hand, Chef Bao first separated the pork ribs one by one vertically along the gap between the ribs, and then grasped the position of the joint on the ribs, and chopped the ribs into pieces of suitable size. Rib section.

Standing at the door, Zhou Quan watched the [-]-pound ribs turn into evenly sized, neatly cut ribs within a few minutes. He couldn't help but sighed again at Brother Baoyan's arm strength and wrist strength while holding his waist.

Throwing the chopped ribs into the sink to fly into the water, he saw Zhou Quan's Chef Bao and asked, "Uncle Wang, is everything okay?"

"Well, the village doctor just left, so there should be nothing wrong. The helper Xu Te from their company came to take care of him, saying that it's a chronic disease, just take the medicine and pay attention to rest."

"Did you ask what's wrong? Are there any dietary restrictions?"

As the head chef of the homestay, he needs to be notified immediately when there is a change in the diet of the guests.

"Hey, I really forgot to ask this, just wait, I'll make a call."

After the phone call, Zhou Quan said: "Uncle Li said it was transient high blood pressure, there is nothing special to avoid, but it is best to have a light diet, not high in oil and salt."

"Success, I remember."

However, just as they finished speaking, Sijin pressed the communicator on the side of the east chamber.

After Chef Bao connected the communicator, he heard Chairman Wang over there say in a weak tone but full of energy: "Ah, your Uncle Wang is sick and doesn't taste much at all, so I just want to eat some Fresh, sour, spicy. You make me a bowl of Maoxuewang at noon, and another hot and sour powder, as well as fish-flavored pork shreds, spicy chicken diced..."

Hearing the names of a series of high-quality Sichuan dishes on the opposite side, Zhou Quan couldn't help being dumbfounded, wondering if this appetite is still a patient?The doctor just ordered him to eat less irritating food.

Obviously Zhou Quan was not the only one who thought this way. After the other party finished speaking, Chef Bao said very calmly: "I'm sorry, the doctor just said that your diet should be light now, and you can eat sour in moderation. So your lunch is early It has already been decided, stewed grass carp with sauerkraut, celery porridge, and spinach tofu soup for you."

Ignoring the wailing on the other side of the communicator, Chef Bao calmly pressed the off button of the communicator.

After listening to the whole process, Zhou Quan could completely imagine how Uncle Wang would react now that he couldn't eat his favorite dishes, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hearing the sound, Chef Bao came over and stole a kiss on Zhou Quan's mouth. Zhou Quan hurriedly looked around, and when he saw no one, he gave him a light sigh and said, "Didn't I tell you to restrain yourself when you go out and go home?" ? Why did you forget again?”

Chef Bao chuckled and said, "Isn't this home? Our homestay is our home."

"Have you eaten candy? Your mouth has suddenly become so sweet?"

"Is it sweet? I don't feel it. It must have been stained when I kissed you just now. Don't believe it? Then try again."