When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

When Qiu Yun woke up, the wind and rain stopped.

He took an outer shirt casually and put it on his body, stretched his waist and pushed open the window.

It was just dawn, and there was a rooster crowing in the distance, and the cool wind brought the smell of soil, poured into the nostrils, and splashed on the face, which was especially cool.

He crossed his arms and leaned comfortably on the window sill.

Sleepy eyes glanced at the dead leaves and branches all over the garden, thinking that he would have to tidy up the yard later, his long eyelashes flicked up and down from time to time, trembling slightly.

There was movement behind him.

Turning around, I saw Sheng Ping'an sitting on the bed in a daze and rubbing his eyes. After thinking about it, he walked over quickly, carried the stunned little bastard to the well, and brought the grooming things, and went to the well. The cold water in the well made do.

Sheng Xian used to have a woman who took care of daily life and a maid who served Sheng's mother. When she returned to the old house in the village years ago, Sheng's mother decided to marry the maid and left the woman with her.

This time I came here just to find Qi Guan to inquire about Yusuo, and to visit the elders of the Chen family by the way, and I plan to go back and continue to keep my mother's filial piety, and at the same time - covet the pretty lady next door.

The father and son cleaned their mouths with willow branches dipped in green salt, and at the same time picked up a handful of cold water and splashed it on their faces, dispelling the few drowsiness.

Sheng Ping'an's skin was tender, and cold water was applied to his face, so cold that he subconsciously shivered, washed it hastily, wiped off the water droplets with a cloth towel, turned his head to see his father finished grooming, looked around at the water surface, and urged: "Father, we Shouldn't it be time to go to my grandparent's house? Otherwise, I won't be able to catch breakfast."

Qiu Yun was looking at the face reflected in the water mirror.

With handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, thin lips and delicate neck, and a face like a crown of jade, he is really a handsome man.

Even when he was approaching his thirties, he did not lose his demeanor. No wonder Miss Chen was able to tell Miss Chen not to marry if she was not Qing.It's no wonder that Sheng Ping'an was born with such red lips and white teeth, he really followed Sheng Xian's father.

"father!"

"Huh?" Qiu Yun narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Sheng Ping'an, who was holding his stomach, and said, "Are you hungry? Let's not go to your grandparent's house, dad will take you out to eat."

The heavy rain last night washed away the heat of the past few days.

Qiu Yun took Sheng Ping'an's hand and walked on the noisy long street.

On both sides of the street, the pavement is neatly arranged, and the voice of hawkers is endless.

A gust of wind blows, engulfing the fragrant breakfasts from various stalls, rushing into the nostrils, causing Qiu Yun and the two of them to start beating their bellies.

Sheng Ping'an was so hungry that he couldn't walk, so he dragged Qiu Yun to find a stall at random and sat down.

After ordering two bowls of wontons, the stall owner sprinkled a small piece of chives, poured fresh soup, and served them to the father and son.

The two of them moved their index fingers, not afraid of being hot, they picked up the wontons and devoured them hungrily, and finally even drank the soup.

Qiu Yun still wanted to eat another bowl, but Sheng Pingan put down the bowl——

"Father, I'm going to take a walk in front."

"Then be careful and call me if something happens."

"Know it."

Sheng Ping'an was a small person, so he rushed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

Qiu Yun smiled and shook his head, asking the stall owner to serve him another bowl. While waiting, he rested his chin and turned his head to admire the bustling morning.Suddenly, a familiar figure leaped into view——

"Don't worry, there won't be any guests in the restaurant at this hour."

Zhao Changan pulled Ding Yuan and stood in front of the steamed stuffed bun booth: "Boss, give me two meaty stuffed buns."

The stall owner responded in a hurry: "Good!"

Ding Yuan opened his mouth and saw the stall owner open the steamer, revealing the 'white and tender' buns inside, he couldn't help swallowing, and swallowed the words back with his saliva.

"Since I brought you out, I won't let you be scolded."

Zhao Changan took the oiled paper bag from the stall owner with a smile, took out a copper coin to pay the bill, and gave one of the oiled paper bag to Ding Yuan: "Eat it, the buns here are big and meaty, every bite is full of gravy , or your brother brought me here back then."

Ding Yuan wanted to refuse, but the fragrance wafted to his nose, making his stomach growl.

He took the steamed stuffed bun without backbone, thanked Zhao Changan, and took a bite. Sure enough, as Zhao Changan said, the skin was thin and elastic, and his mouth was full of gravy. It was so delicious that his eyes ached and tears almost fell down.

Qiu Yun watched the boy take a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, then carefully wrapped it in oiled paper, shook his head, and shouted to the opposite side: "Xiao Zhao!"

Zhao Changan followed the sound to find him, and when he saw Master Sheng sitting at the wonton stand, his eyes lit up, and he ran over dragging Ding Yuan: "Master Sheng, we are eating!"

"Would you like a bowl?"

Qiu Yun stretched out his hand to invite the two to sit down, then raised his head and told the stall owner: "Boss, two more bowls."

Ding Yuan frowned, and was about to refuse, when the wrist hanging on the right was suddenly pinched.

He turned his head, and saw Zhao Changan stuffing the bun into his arms, standing up with a smile on his face, and bowing to "Sheng Yuan", "Thank you, Master Sheng!"

After saying that, he kicked him again, signaling him to get up quickly.

Qiu Yun saw that his face was pale and his spirit was listless, and he didn't want to embarrass him, so he raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, don't be polite to me, sit down and taste the boss's craftsmanship first."

"Then I won't be polite." Zhao Changan sat down with a smile on his face: "Master Sheng, why isn't the young master here?"

Zhao Changan has been working in a wine shop since he was 16 years old.

Although not as clever and pleasing as Ding, he also knows how to read words and expressions.

He saw that there were two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, so he knew that Master Sheng was not alone.

And at this time, to be able to go out and eat wontons with Grandpa Sheng, there was nothing but Sheng Ping'an.

Qiu Yun turned her head slightly, raised her chin and said, "It's over there."

Zhao Changan and Ding Yuan followed his line of sight, and saw a young boy in a brocade hat standing in front of a shortbread stall not far away.

The young boy held a few oiled paper bags in his left hand, took the shortbread in his right hand, and went to the nearby food stall with a bright smile.

Ding Yuan withdrew his gaze and subconsciously looked towards the opposite side.

But seeing the man holding his chin with one hand, with a faint smile on his lips, he looked at Sheng Ping'an tenderly, and pursed his lips.

"Here comes the wontons!"

The stall owner brought two steaming bowls of wontons and carefully placed them in front of Zhao Changan and Ding Yuan, "Please use it slowly."

Qiu Yun withdrew his hands to regain his senses, scooped up a wonton and was about to eat it, when Ding Er, who was on the opposite side, yawned secretly from the corner of his eyes, and frowned: "Ding Er, you want me to say hello to your shopkeeper and let you go?" How many days do you want to go back and rest?"

Ding Er let out an 'ah', raised his wet eyes, and quickly waved his hands after realizing it: "No, no, no, no."

"But I can see that you didn't sleep well, but are you not used to living in the wine shop?"

"No……"

"Master Sheng, I'm to blame for this." Zhao Chang'an interrupted, recounting the rain leak in his room last night, and finally said: "I fell asleep in bed at the time, and I didn't notice that Ding Er was on the chair. Sit until dawn."

"Brother Chang'an, I don't blame you, it's my own problem." The taciturn Ding Er suddenly explained: "I, I sleep poorly, and I will kick people when I sleep."

Zhao Changan was stunned. The bedding in his room was drenched by the heavy rain last night, and it was uncertain whether it would rain again this day, and he would not be able to sleep for a while.

He also wanted to make do with Ding Er for a few nights, wait for him to find a day to rest for a day, turn over the roof, and then pack up and go back to sleep.

But Ding Er doesn't sleep well, so what should he do at night?Hit the floor?But the house is just that big...

Qiu Yun thought of the dead branches and rotten leaves in his yard, "Ding Er, if you don't mind, go to sleep with me at night."

"How can you do this, you..."

"You don't have to rush to refuse, listen to me first, and then think about it."

Qiu Yun interrupted him with a smile, he didn't know much about Ding Er, he only knew that Ding Da didn't treat him very well, at home he always slept in the woodshed, he was used to being alone, not used to sleeping with others Zhang bed: "I didn't borrow you for nothing. Last night, the storm raged and blew my yard into a mess. I'm going to see it later... I'm going to Chen's house. I'll go back to the village in the afternoon. I don't have time to clean it up. You Take the time to tidy up, and help me look after the courtyard by the way, as a reward for leasing you."

Ding Yuan watched Qiu Yun warily.

Even if he helps to look after the yard, he is taking advantage of it.

He didn't believe that the other party would be so kind, especially when the other party was still harboring ill intentions towards his sister-in-law.

Zhao Changan's eyes turned red with envy.

Seeing that Ding Er had been slow to speak, he was so anxious that he wished he could take over the work of looking after the courtyard.

Catching up is not a business.

Qiu Yun just felt sorry for the young man and sympathized with him.

The environment in his place is much better than that of a wine shop, and there is a kitchen for him to cook for himself. If the other party doubts his intentions, he will not force it.

After eating wontons, Qiu Yun paid the bill, said goodbye to the two, found Sheng Pingan in front of a stall selling candied haws, bent down and hugged him in his arms, pinching his nose: "Buying so much food, how much do you eat?" Is it over?"

With food in his hand, Sheng Ping'an raised his head and broke free from his father's hand, humming, "I bought this for my grandmother, grandfather, uncle, aunt, and Chenchen."

"We have grown up safely." Qiu Yun felt very relieved, and changed the subject: "What about your father and mine?"

"Here!" Sheng Pingan pursed his lips, looking at the bright red candied haws on the candied haws stick: "Isn't this for dad?"

"So cute!" Qiu Yun pressed the back of his head and kissed him on the forehead: "As expected of my good son!"

Ding Yuan on this side was persuaded by Zhao Changan.

He pursed his lips tightly, not knowing what to say to Zhao Changan, so he could only keep silent

He knew that Zhao Changan had good intentions, but he didn't believe in 'Sheng Yuan'.

Since her brother passed away, my sister-in-law always likes to go to her brother's grave to accompany him.

Once his sister-in-law did not return, he went to look for her, and found Sheng Yuan hiding on the only way her sister-in-law went down the mountain.

Once can be said to be an accident.

But for five days in a row, they saw each other at the same place... He couldn't help but suspect that Sheng Yuan had plans for his sister-in-law.

If he hadn't been cautious and went to pick up his sister-in-law every day, I don't know what she could do.

He has a foreign surname, and the people in Shengjia Village are all related to Sheng Yuan.

If my sister-in-law suffers, she will have to accept her fate at that time!

So he found the restaurant where his brother used to be a shop assistant, and asked the shopkeeper to give him a job. When he saved enough money, he would definitely take his sister-in-law and leave Shengjia Village.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the man who was still standing in front of the candied haws stall.

The man held Sheng Ping'an in one hand and candied haws in the other, and carefully fed Sheng Ping'an with both irony and inexplicable envy in his heart.

The author has something to say: Ding Er: I envy your son.

Qiu Yun: You call me daddy, and I can pamper you too.

I don't know what's going on recently, there are always problems with typesetting.

It looks fine on the app side, but it is very confusing on the c side. If the babies see it, please remind me.