Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

Aoba Kindergarten.

During the break, the teachers returned to the office to rest.

One of the female teachers was lying on the table, sighing while writing hard.

Halfway through, she got up to take a sip of tea, and then forcefully, as if from the depths of her abdominal cavity, let out a long and deep sigh.

The teacher at the next table asked curiously, "Mr. Zhang, are you preparing for the lesson?"

Lesson preparation is not so painful, is it?

Teacher Zhang sighed again, grabbed a booklet, and shook it at him, "It's better to prepare lessons..."

My cousin who is in college suddenly said that she would come over to play on weekends.

As a sister, it is natural to entertain.

But the problem is, she also just came to Qingjiang City last year, and her eyes are dark about this place.

She is most afraid of doing strategies, and she was very worried last night.

When she got up early and came by subway, she happened to see the staff put on the new travel guidebook released this year, so she grabbed a copy and prepared to cram.

The teachers in the same office nodded after listening.

"Indeed, even though I'm a local, I haven't played much in the local area. If my relatives suddenly come to play with me, I'm also worried."

"In recent years, Qingjiang City's travel guides have been pretty good. I heard that there are quite a few people shopping online in advance..."

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not connected, and empathy is just talk.

Several teachers sighed, lined up and patted Teacher Zhang on the shoulder one by one:

"It's so miserable, come on!"

"What is this little difficulty today? Tomorrow you will find that there are even more difficulties!"

The young teacher Zhang rolled his eyes at them and tried to finger him.

After thinking about it, he might teach the children badly, and took it back angrily.

This bloody colleague thing!

Simply vulnerable!

Everyone laughed, and the whole office was full of joy.

Teacher Zhang resumed writing madly.

She turned another page, and just after writing a few words, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Teacher Zhang grabbed the guide, kicked his foot, and the work chair slid to Yu Yu's side.

"Among the new catering establishments on the list this year, there is a Liao Kee restaurant, is it the one near your new home, Teacher Yu?

Who came, ah, the one driven by Uncle Guoguo. "

Originally, everyone was not very interested in these things, but suddenly a familiar term appeared, and they all gathered subconsciously.

Yu Yu was taken aback, "Really? Let me see."

He took a look at the travel guide, hey, the photo of the store and the address matched it.

Really!

"It really is."

Another teacher was also surprised.

He is a local, so he knows how hard it is to get on this list.

"I just know that his family makes dim sum very well, but I didn't expect the food to be so famous..."

exclaimed a teacher.

This morning Yu Yugang brought you the pumpkin fried cake from Liao Kee Restaurant.

Although it was already cold, it tasted like it was just out of the pan when I bit it in the school's microwave oven.

The surface of the fried cake that has been microwaved immediately becomes brittle, and when the teeth are pressed down, a slight cracking sound can be heard.

Fried food has an excellent heat preservation effect. It is cold outside, but it is still hot inside.

Carefully tore open the hole, watched the turbulent hot air blow out, and then pouted and blew a few times.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and the same goes for fried cakes.

The inner cake is extremely delicate, soft and tender, with a strong pumpkin fragrance.

When you bite into the middle, there will be semi-solid bean paste flowing out, which is fragrant and sweet.

Even the female teachers who vowed to lose weight couldn't hold back, and ate two or three in one go.

Yu Yu just laughed, "Look at what you said, since it's a restaurant, of course it's mainly engaged in cooking, you should say that since the dim sum is so good, the dishes must be no worse."

Everyone laughed too.

indeed.

"Hey, Mr. Yu, when we went out in the autumn, did you take the food from his family?"

Teacher Zhang asked.

At that time, everyone exchanged with each other, and the taste was really good.

This is my friend.

On the list!

Awesome!

Yu Yu nodded, taking the opportunity to relax:

"I usually eat at his house, the atmosphere is very good."

Can meet a lot of interesting people and things.

It makes people feel very happy.

Moving to Luyuan District was really the most correct choice he had made since coming to Qingjiang City.

Everyone is very envious.

"Isn't this great?" Teacher Zhang said sourly, as if he had eaten a lemon, "The place where I live is famous, and the restaurants around me are not good at all. Now when it's time for dinner I'm worried."

Modern society is fast-paced and stressful. Generally, office workers seldom cook for themselves. They either order takeaway or go out to eat.

However, there are a lot of overturned takeaways, let's go out to eat, and I'm too lazy to search...

So how important it is to have a trustworthy restaurant near where you live!

Yu Yu just laughed, "Then you guys move to the neighborhood too! You can still take the shuttle bus."

He doesn't drive himself to and from get off work much anymore.

The saved fuel costs can buy dozens of pairs of socks next month and send them to welfare homes!

The treatment in Qingye Kindergarten is very good. Although they do not directly provide dormitories, they have a high monthly rent subsidy.

After all, it is still very affordable.

Several teachers looked at each other, shook their heads and waved their hands.

"Too far……"

Although the temptation of delicious food is great, lazy sleep should not be underestimated.

Several of them do not have local household registrations, and most of them rent houses nearby, and the commuting time should be kept to about half an hour as much as possible.

If you really want to have a meal and move to the Liao Kee restaurant, even if you can take the shuttle bus, you have to get up nearly 20 minutes earlier!

With these 20 minutes, wouldn't it be good to sleep in for a while?

Yu Yu didn't insist either, but just smiled and said: "Every gain must be lost, eat well, feel good, and dream well."

Everyone started booing and wanting to beat him, and the bell rang just as soon as the school bell rang.

Several teachers dispersed again and returned to their desks to pack up.

Yu Yu shouldn't be following the school bus today.

After school in the evening, he deliberately took the subway home.

When I got down to the boarding place, I saw a large row of new travel guidebooks on the convenient publicity shelf in the middle.

The dark green plastic package, thick paper, looks very textured.

A few backpackers-like young people were gathering there, discussing the manual, nodding from time to time.

Volunteers not far away saw it and took the initiative to step forward to help and guide enthusiastically.

Yu Yu felt that this scene was very good, so he laughed unconsciously.

He took two copies by hand, and then turned to the location of Liao Kee's restaurant...

After arriving at Liaoji Restaurant, Yu Yu first greeted Aunt Zhao and Sunset Red at the door as usual, then went to the back kitchen, propped up the counter and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Liao, have you read the new travel guide?"

Liao Chu, who was making soup in the back kitchen, looked up, "What guide?"

Not to mention the new ones, he hasn't seen the old ones either.

"Travel guide!" Yu Yu spread out the booklet, pointed to the top page and said, "Liaoji restaurant has been selected."

A group of old diners crowded over to see the news.

Yu Yu had been prepared for a long time, and took out another book from his backpack and handed it over.

Because of the unique geographical location and natural conditions, tourism has always been one of the important economic sources of Qingjiang City.

In order to better attract tourists, the local government will update the tourist guidebook at the end of October and the beginning of November every year.

The brochure includes not only local places of interest, cultural landscapes and other scenic spots, but also some clothing, food, housing and transportation shops that are popular this year and have a good reputation among the people, for the convenience of foreign tourists.

Among the four categories of clothing, food, housing and transportation, each category will have [-] places.

Because this is an official travel guide, it is issued free of charge at all major sea, land and air transportation hubs and scenic spots, and the publicity is very strong.

Once selected, the effect is even better than continuous advertising in the province and Taiwan.

As a provincial capital city, Qingjiang City has a permanent population of more than ten million, and there are naturally countless related shops.

So the competition has been fierce.

It has only been four months since Liao Kee Restaurant opened its doors, and it is really surprising that it beat out a group of established competitors to make the list.

But for old diners like them, it was unexpected and reasonable.

Liao Kee restaurant is worth it!

Boss deserves it!

Uncle Song and Mr. Li are old, their eyes are blurry, and they can't read the fine print on the manual.

"Written what?"

Ji Peng simply raised it up and read aloud:

"...The geographical location is superior, the transportation is convenient, the dishes are delicious, delicious, and there is almost no thunder.

In addition to the fixed menu, the boss will launch 2 to 3 special dishes every day, the quantity is limited, first come first served.

I highly recommend his specialty drinks and self-brewed wine, which are definitely delicious that other shops do not have.

Also, the boss is very handsome..."

After reading this, all the diners in Liao Kee restaurant burst out laughing.

Liao Chu: "..."

What manual is this? !

It doesn't sound very serious.

Hu Shun just laughed: "The chef is a technical post, you are also a part-time job as a facade!"

Everyone laughed even harder.

Yu Yu tilted his head and looked at him a few times, giving him a thumbs up, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Our boss Liao is really handsome.

Liao Chu was helpless:

No matter what you do, you are making a fool of yourself.

After the laughter came to an end, Ji Peng continued:

"The chef and owner is the former executive chef of Old Taste Restaurant. He has won many culinary gold awards at home and abroad, and his strength is extraordinary...

Hey, there is also a special feature. There is a wishing jar at the entrance of the restaurant. It is said to be very effective. Friends who are interested may wish to try it.

The wishing coins will be used by the boss for charity, you can check the relevant expenses and like them.

Summary: The average meal is 350 yuan per person, which is a little high, but the spoon is trustworthy and worth the money. You might as well give it a try. "

It is indeed quite objective.

If a chef of Liao Chu's level went to work for someone else, whether he would cook in person was another matter, but the restaurant he worked in would definitely start with a per capita consumption of [-] yuan.

For example, the old taste restaurant in Beijing before.

Not to mention expensive, it's still a membership system, and ordinary consumers can't get in at all.

Ji Peng was curious, "How did you choose this?"

As a local, it was the first time for him to read the tourism brochure of his hometown.

Not to mention, every aspect has been done meticulously, even where there are public toilets are marked.

"Should it be a vote?"

Some say with less certainty.

"But some time ago, I didn't see any platform publicly soliciting votes?"

Everyone looked at each other.

It really is.

"It's not a vote." Aunt Zhao, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly.

"A few years ago, there were public votes on the Internet and TV platforms, but some people started swiping votes again, and they were forced to cancel them twice."

Public voting seems to be democratic, but there is also a lot of room for actual maneuverability, and it is easy to become a tool for some merchants to game.

"Then what happened next?" Chi Jiajia asked.

"Later, it was changed to a secret visit." Aunt Zhao picked up the sweater in her hand and looked at it, ready to change to another color of wool. And occupation, etc., made a special classification, and then randomly interviewed and counted by the staff."

After doing this, not to mention the merchants, even the people who go to the front line to make statistics don't know who they will ask.

Fairness has been guaranteed to the greatest extent.

Everyone pondered for a while, and couldn't help but gasp.

"That's a lot of work!"

"It's really not small," Aunt Zhao nodded. "I heard that it was the newly appointed leader of the Tourism Bureau who made the decision. He is a very courageous person."

The tourism industry in Qingjiang City was also in chaos for a while.

Like many other cities, the government staff of the Tourism Bureau and its subordinate units just eat their own food and don't care about their business, which leads to a very poor experience for foreign tourists.

Over time, a vicious circle is formed, and tourism income is not as good as every year.

In a majestic provincial capital city, the tourism industry is not as good as the nearby prefecture-level cities!

What a shame!

Later, the provincial leaders probably couldn't see it.

It doesn't make sense to have so many unique natural landscapes, but to play a bad hand.

So in that short period of 1 or 2 years, the city's leadership team carried out a major cleansing.

The current head of the Culture and Tourism Bureau broke out as a dark horse and was only 40 years old when he took office.

After he came to power, he immediately rejected all opinions and made a series of rectification measures in conjunction with other units. Among them, there are two key measures with the greatest impact: .

The first one is to improve tourism supporting infrastructure, open up special tourism routes, and conduct professional skill assessments for employees every year, and if they fail to meet the standards, they will leave;

The second is the travel guide, canceling the original voting method and making a new version.

Because the tourist guidebooks at that time were really bad:

At least [-]% of the recommended stores selected in the ranking list were spent on it, and many foreign tourists were cheated...

It was not that no one protested at first, because the investment in manpower, material and financial resources required was too great.

But he resisted.

As it turned out, his decision was correct, and so were the provincial leaders who supported him:

In just three years, Qingjiang City's tourism industry has taken on a new look. It has rushed from the bottom of the national tourist city income to the top ten in one breath.

So whether it is good or not, the common people have a steelyard in their hearts.

If you really think about the common people, they will naturally come to consume willingly.

Most tourist cities have similar brochures, but few have the same effect as Qingjiang City.

After Ji Peng finished reading, the travel guide was passed around several times in everyone's hands.

Uncle Song and Mr. Li also took it over and read it several times, and made their opinions while the iron was hot:

"Everything in our restaurant is good, but it's a bit small."

Everyone nodded.

It was okay when it first opened, as long as you come early, you can get a seat.

But now, as the reputation of Liao Kee restaurant expands, more and more diners come here because of its reputation, but they will have to wait for a seat if it is later.

At this moment, Boss Ji had just entered the door, and after hearing this, he said in passing:

"Then it's a membership system, only regular customers."

When there are many people, it will inevitably be crowded.

Everyone looked over in unison.

Chi Jiajia said quietly, "Capitalist..."

Ordinary civilians and social animals are not eligible to enjoy delicious food, right?

President Ji: "..."

Mouth it.

Ji Peng also protested: "Dad, your idea is terrible! The capitalist monopoly classism is fully exposed!"

Everyone went to see him again.

Therefore, the most ruthless person to tear down the stage and stab the knife is to kiss his son!

Mr. Ji was a little embarrassed.

Little bunny!

"Cough," he cleared his throat, "I'll just say it in passing."

After a pause, he continued, "The boss is not that kind of person either."

Whenever the other party wanted to take that route, they did it early in the morning.

Uncle Song snorted, and said in a rare old-fashioned way:

"Young people nowadays, hum."

When eating, first look at the taste, and second, look at the atmosphere.

The world is so big, and all living beings are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. It is an incredible fate that those who know each other can get together under one roof.

People from all over the world gather together to talk and laugh, isn't it great?

Boss Ji rarely has a fever on his face.

Liao Chu looked at everyone and suddenly smiled.

He is liking this place more and more.

"The upper floors will be opened next year."

he said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads suddenly like the wind blowing ears of rice, and said in unison: "Really?!"

Liao Chu nodded.

Just last week, his application for special talent settlement was approved.

Although there is still a one-month publicity period, there will be basically no changes.

He will be able to buy a house until July [-] next year, when the tax record has been completed for one year.

As long as he has a new house, he can remodel the second floor of the current restaurant.

Unlike the first floor, the second floor has no entrance, back kitchen and bar counter, so the usable space is larger.

He has already made a simple plan, at least two more private rooms and twenty tables will be available.

The next morning, the autumn wind picked up instantly.

The sky was gloomy, as if it would rain any moment.

The leaves that were still stubbornly supporting yesterday were defeated like a mountain, and were blown to the ground by the strong autumn wind, as if the ground turned yellow overnight.

The fallen leaves roll all over the ground with the wind, brushing and pulling, adding to the loneliness.

Occasionally, a pedestrian's foot stepped on it, and it shattered into pieces.

Aunt Zhao came over directly wearing a cashmere coat, "The wind blew all night last night, and the temperature may be cooling down, Xiao Liao, you and Guoguo should keep warm... What is so fragrant?"

Guoguo said happily, "It's stewed!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and asked, "Uncle, what is braised cooking?"

Liao Chu, who was wearing a mask inside, said in a muffled voice, "...It's delicious cooked in marinade."

You will know when you eat it.

Luzhu is a traditional snack in Beijing.

The approach is relatively crude:

The special noodles, pork lungs, and pig intestines are boiled in the marinade prepared in advance, and dried tofu is usually added to it.

The pork produced in this way is thick but not greasy, which is a favorite of offal lovers.

According to personal preference, some garlic juice, fermented bean curd, coriander and so on, it will be a big bowl full.

A little rough.

A little wild.

It can even be said that it is not very particular, and it is not elegant.

But you can't deny that this is indeed a favorite of the common people.

Needless to say, large intestines and small intestines, I know everything, and I love the chewy texture and unique taste.

And pig lungs.

Those who don't like it find it scary, and those who like it, on the contrary, have a special liking for the "creaking" lung tubes inside.

Hi, this is the one pictured!

The texture of the noodles is firm, so it can be boiled with the water, and it will not be soft for a long time.

When the time is enough, it is cooked through, and the essence of the whole pot of marinade is in it.

It is easy to bite, soft and smooth, with a bit of chewiness unique to dead noodles.

In the summer half year, come to a bowl when it is sultry.

Don't let it cool down, it won't be fragrant.

This had to be eaten while it was hot, and I was sweating profusely from head to toe.

Have another sip of iced soda to cool your heart, that is a refreshing experience!

In the winter half of the year, when it is cold, it is called a portion.

It is necessary to watch the master take it out of the tumbling stewed pot with long chopsticks and long tongs, and chop it on the chopping board on the spot.

It must be a cauldron!

The reddish-brown stewed soup inside is so thick that it turns brown, and it bursts into big bubbles.

The dense heat is pervasive, making your heart itch.

While it's hot, soup and water are stuffed with Xilihulu, and the mouth is full of strange fragrance.

Even the bit of cold air that just got into the cracks in the bones was released along with the thin sweat.

One serving, staple food, vegetables and meat are all there, so you can be full!

This is the simple wisdom of the working people.

It doesn't matter if you don't like it, there is also a fixed roasted meat bun in the store.

Come, don't even think about going out hungry.

At this moment, Liao Chu has finished cooking the stew, and later he only needs to bake the white buns.

The non-critical steps such as stewing in a bowl, cutting meat and buns are all done by the helper of the back kitchen.

A few minutes later, Yu Yu came in with his neck curled up, the tip of his nose was slightly red from the cold.

Like a rabbit.

He kept breathing on his hands, "It's so cold, so cold!"

He is from the south, and he can't stand the sudden sharp north wind.

But I heard that there is collective heating here in winter, which will be very comfortable.

Guoguo patted the seat next to her, "Mr. Yuyu, here it is!"

As soon as Yu Yu passed by, she noticed that her eyes seemed to be slightly swollen, "Mr. Liao, what's wrong with her eyes? Didn't sleep well, are they still inflamed?"

It's good not to mention this, but Liao Chu couldn't help but laugh when he talked about it.

He opened the half bamboo curtain hanging at the kitchen door to keep out the lampblack, and said to Guoguo, "You tell Teacher Yu Yu yourself, who cried last night?"

Seeing both Yu Yu and Aunt Zhao looking this way, Guoguo immediately covered her face with her small fleshy hands, shrunk her small body, and laughed.

The child grows up and knows how to be shy.

Liao Chu laughed.

Last night, after closing the door, he did the accounting, and Guoguo was drawing next to him.

After a while, the little girl saw her uncle writing all over the paper, and suddenly said that she wanted to learn to write.

It is a good thing for a child to be self-motivated, so Liao Chu asked her what she wanted to write?

The little girl said without thinking, "I want to write the names of uncle and Guoguo."

She heard from others that names are very important.

Liao Chu raised his eyebrows, "It's hard."

The little girl, who didn't know the seriousness of the matter at the time, nodded desperately, "Guoguo is a brave kid who is not afraid of difficulties."

Then she cried to write.

"Whoa, why are there so many strokes?"

The little girl was lying on the table, holding a watercolor pen in her right hand, scratching awkwardly on the A4 paper, and kept raising her left arm to wipe her face.

Big and big teardrops, crackling and falling like soybeans, looked so miserable.

Liao Chu felt that she was miserable and funny, so he stroked his hairy little head and said, "Let's write something else first, shall we?"

The surname "Liao" is often troublesome even for an adult, let alone a child.

Start hell mode.

However, the little girl didn't know who she followed, she was naturally stubborn, and the more she was not allowed to do things, the more she wanted to do them.

Seeing Guoguo sobbing and shaking his head, "No, don't, the teacher said that brave children should not give up easily..."

But, but...

She looked down at the seemingly endless surname, and cried again in despair.

Why are there so many strokes? !

It's really hard to write!

Oh oh oh!

Last night, Guoguo didn't even ask for a bedtime story, and spent most of the night arguing with her own name.

Crying, writing, writing, crying, and falling asleep while writing.

Even when he was asleep, he was still clutching the watercolor pen.

Liao Chu almost died laughing, but felt a little distressed, and wanted to quietly snatch the watercolor pen from her hand.

As a result, the little girl woke up instantly as soon as she touched it.

She wiped her face indiscriminately, and continued to write sleepily.

Liao Chu: "..."

What are you trying so hard for?

After Yu Yu and Aunt Zhao heard this, they both wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, their stomachs hurt from holding back.

The kids are too cute, right?

"Guoguo can write her own name!" the little girl asked expectantly, "Does Teacher Yuyu want to see it?"

Big black and white eyes, staring at you without blinking, filled with anticipation, almost writing a line on the little head:

Take a look!

Who can refuse this?

Anyway, Yu Yu can't.

"Does the teacher have the honor to watch it?" Yu Yu asked with a smile.

Guoguo nodded like pecking rice, "Aunt Zhao can watch it too!"

She immediately took out two folded A4 papers from her piggy schoolbag.

She wants to take it to school to show teachers and children.

Yu Yu: "..."

Good guy, the watercolor pen is already thick, and there are indeed many strokes in the name, and then one word takes up a piece of paper.

The surname is so big that it cannot fit on a piece of paper!

If you look at it purely from the perspective of calligraphy, it is really unsightly:

The horizontal is not level, the vertical is not straight, and it is almost flying out of the edge...

But it was written by a four-year-old!

As a result, Guoguo successfully received a large wave of praise, which was simply too beautiful.

Hey, I really am a great kid!

Yu Yu saw that one of her braids was loose, "Don't move yet."

The little girl sat down obediently, "Mr. Yuyu, do you want to braid my hair?"

Yu Yu smiled and said, "Okay, the teacher will braid your hair, our Guoguo is a pretty little girl."

Guoguo giggled, her little face lit up, "Mr. Yuyu is also pretty."

Being praised early in the morning, I am in a good mood.

Yu Yu warmed her hands first, and then helped her restyle her hair.

Liao Chu took the time to glance.

I saw the young man's white fingers nimbly moving through the black hair, and the strong color contrast dazzled the eyes.

Soon, what was originally the most common pair of ponytails became two bows.

Hair tied with a bow.

Aunt Zhao watched silently.

It's a pity that I don't knit sweaters with this craft...

Going to the kindergarten later, Guoguo mysteriously said to Qianqian:

"Qianqian, let me show you something good!"

Qianqian nodded, her eyes sparkled, "What?"

Guoguo took out the two A4 sheets of paper from her schoolbag and proudly said, "I can write my own name now!"

Qianqian just wowed, "That's amazing!"

Really great!

It turns out that the name is so big!

The teacher next to him saw it and praised him too.

Guoguo imitated Qianqian's usual appearance, with her round waist crossed... well, the kid's waist is not very obvious, so it looks like her round belly is crossed.

Qianqian was very envious and said to the teacher: "Teacher, I also want to learn to write my own name."

Dad must be very happy to know.

then……

Qianqian also cried.

"Wow ah ah!"

It's really hard to write!

A piece of paper can't fit at all!

Why is she called "Liu Qian"!

I'm going to change my name!

*********

In the evening, when some parents came to pick up their children, they found that their little ones' eyes were red, and they couldn't help being very worried.

But after listening to the teachers explain the whole story, they couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

None of Guoguo's three best friends survived.

Qianqian plunged her head into Liu Xi's arms, twisting her chubby body and crying loudly:

"Father, why do you want to be named Liu?! I want to follow my mother's surname!"

Liu characters are really too difficult to write!

Liu Xi: "..."

Silly boy, your mother's surname is Huo!

The Jiaming kid has turned into a sad little gentleman.

His full name is Zhao Jiaming, and it is also a sad story.

Holding the A4 paper that had been struggling all day but still making no progress, he sobbed softly, but comforted his mother in turn.

"Wuuu, mom, don't be sad, wuuuu, when I grow up, I will finish writing..."

Woohoo, so sad!

This name has three characters!

Jia Ming's mother held back her laughter, feeling a little guilty.

In fact, when I was thinking about the name with the child's father, there were a few simple and easy-to-write alternatives.

It's just that at the time, I felt that it was not as elegant as this...

"Good boy, let's go home and have some snacks, shall we?"

The Jiaming child choked again, "Okay."

After a pause, he added, "Mom, can I have two pieces today?"

Jiaming's mother immediately hugged her son and rubbed him frantically.

Ok, Ok!

Ahhh my son is so cute!

However, compared to another poor child, this is nothing.

When Hu Youcai came to pick up his son, he found that his big head was stupid.

When I looked up, tears streamed down my face.

"Dad, do you not love me at all?"

Hu Youcai: "..."

What exactly did you experience in kindergarten this day?

The child squatted behind with blank eyes, feeling sad for a moment.

Hu Yaozu, his name is Hu Yaozu!

There are three words!

And each one is so difficult to write!

After asking what happened, Hu Youcai inevitably felt guilty.

Damn, I forgot this when I named it.

When I grow up and take the exam, and when my son finishes writing his name, it is estimated that his classmates have finished both questions.

He scratched his head, tried his best to inhale and shrink his stomach, and squatted on the curb with his son.

Hu Yaozu, Hu Yaozu... seems to have a lot of strokes.

But the meaning is good!

Suddenly saw a kid bouncing up and down, very happy, and his style of painting was very different from the students who were crying out loudly, he asked casually:

"That is also a classmate in your class? Why are you so happy?"

Originally, little Hu Yaozu didn't cry, but when he looked up and saw who was coming, he finally broke down completely.

"Wow! His name is Wang Yi!"

Hu Youcai: "..."

That night, the parent group of Little Leaf Class was unprecedentedly active. While thanking the teachers for their teaching, many parents couldn't help but raise the same issue:

Are you going to change your child's name?

The next morning, Liao Chu discovered that something was wrong with Yu Yu's state.

The cat's eyes, which are usually full of energy, have lost their highlights, and their mouth is also a little pale.

"Are you sick?" He frowned.

Yu Yu reacted a little slower than usual, "You said that..."

It seems that when I woke up today, my body was indeed a little sore, and my throat was swollen and sore.

Liao Chu said: "Go and sit over there first, I'll go upstairs and get you a thermometer."

Yu Yu felt a headache right now, and what seemed to be inside was not brain kernels, but a pot of bean curd.

"37 degrees nine," Liao Chu frowned, "I have to go to the hospital."

Yu Yu said ah, he has a fever, no wonder he has no strength.

He didn't insist on working while sick.

The main concern is infecting children.

Yu Yu called the director of the park to explain the situation, and the other party quickly approved three days of sick leave.

Knowing that he was alone, he specifically asked if he needed help.

Liao Chu who was next to me heard it, and took the initiative to say: "Hello, I'm Liao Chu, and I will accompany Teacher Yu to the hospital later."

The director was relieved, and comforted Yu Yu a few more words, so that he could recover from his illness with peace of mind.

"Mr. Liao, I can actually go by myself."

Yu Yu forced a smile.

Liao Chu ignored him at all, called the clerk to give some instructions, and sent Guoguo to the school bus.

The little girl also saw that Teacher Yuyu's condition was not right, and was very worried, "Is Teacher Yuyu sick?"

Liao Chu helped her tuck the scarf, "Yes, so uncle wants to take him to the hospital."

Guoguo shuddered, "Do you want an injection?"

The injection hurts.

Liao Chu said: "I don't know yet, I have to listen to the doctor."

Guoguo nodded, "Then I'll be good, tell Teacher Yuyu that you must get well soon."

Liao Chu touched her little head, "Okay."

The benefits of hiring shop assistants are on full display today:

This morning, Liaoji Restaurant's main dish is steamed stuffed buns. After Liao Chu quickly wraps up the buns, the rest can be completely entrusted to the shop assistants.

Even if he is away for a while, it will not affect the normal operation of the restaurant.

Yu Yu didn't want to trouble others, but Liao Chu grabbed him and stuffed him into the car.

He was originally not as strong as the other party, and now he was sick, so he had no strength to resist.

"I'm really sorry to delay your business..."

Liao Chu glanced at him, "Business can be done at any time, and there is only one life."

Yu Yu just laughed, his eyebrows curved, "It's just a cold, it won't kill anyone."

Liao Chu pursed his lips and said nothing.

What he said was wrong, a cold can also kill a person.

The hospital is probably the place with the best business in the world. No matter when you come, it will always be overcrowded.

Liao Chu asked Yu Yu to sit down and wait, and then went to line up with his ID to register and pay the fee.

There was an old man next to him feeling uncomfortable, so he asked, "Young man, are you sick?"

Yu Yu nodded, and coughed twice as soon as he opened his mouth, "It seems to be a cold."

The uncle nodded, "I've had a lot of colds recently, and I also woke up with a heavy head. No, my daughter helped me register. Did you come by yourself?"

Yu Yu seemed to feel a little strange satisfaction and softness suddenly, "My friend accompanied me, and he also registered for me."

With a height of 1.9 meters, he stands out from the crowd and is not afraid of getting lost.

Yu Yu leaned back in the chair, suddenly feeling very lucky.

Probably because of the recent alternation of cold and warm, and the sudden drop in temperature, there are a lot of people in the cold and fever clinics.

The two lined up for nearly half an hour, but it took only a few minutes for the diagnosis.

"At present, it seems that it is a cold and a cold, just take some medicine, and pay more attention to rest..."

The doctor looked through the medical records, "Did you just say that you have just arrived in the local area? There may also be reasons for inadaptation, so the resistance is lower than usual. Young man, pay more attention to exercise."

Yu Yu's head is hot, swollen and painful now, and he can hardly hear what the doctor said.

It was Liao Chu who specifically asked, "Is there any taboo? Besides, he has a fever now, do you want an injection?"

This kind of question is undoubtedly the most frequently asked by daily patients, so the doctor simply gave him a batch of printed precautions.

"Young people have a good foundation. If they take a good rest, they will recover in three to five days. Fever, cough, runny nose, etc., these are the manifestations of the body's own immune system resistance, and injections cannot be avoided.

His temperature is not too high, you go back and observe first, if it continues to rise, come again. "

On the way back, Yu Yu kept leaning on the co-pilot with his eyes closed.

While waiting for the red light, he suddenly said thank you.

Just when Liao Chu was about to speak, he heard him say again: "The last time someone accompanied me to the hospital, I don't know how many years ago..."

Mom and Dad have their own children, grandparents have new grandchildren, and grandparents have new grandchildren.