Chapter 14: Who Is Authentic in Coffee and Wine (1)
Zhuo Yajun was sore and weak and sweaty, lying on the bed and not bothering to move, even eating was brought into the bedroom by her mother. Her mother thought she had a cold and waited for two days without complaint or regret, but Zhuo Yajun still had no intention of getting out of bed. Her mother was so distressed that she urged her to go to the hospital to check her body and not to find anything wrong.
Zhuo Yajun said driply: "Mother, I don't have any disease, I am exhausted, I want to sleep for a few days, enjoy more maternal love, only my mother is good in the world!" She did not dare to mention the experience of her mother-in-law's tavern, worried that after her mother knew the inside story of the arrears, she would bear a greater heart for her, and her mother still believed that she sold the house mainly because she was sad to see things and think about people's hearts.
The mother looked at her kindly and said gently, "When will you grow up to be a spoiled child?" If you want to be old and spoiled like this, I can go back to Haihui's hometown, and no one will serve your mother and daughter in the future. ”
Zhuo Yajun was already planning to get up, but he just wanted to be spoiled. She said lazily: "Mom, I will rely on the last half day, and promise to take the initiative to get up after lunch." ”
The mother pretended to be tough to scare her, but without the slightest toughness, she continued to speak in a nagging tone: "Stop bargaining with your mother, get up and take a shower, it's time to take care of the tavern." Your own tavern does not take care of it yourself, and you are at ease when you give it to others? ”
Zhuo Yajun lay on the bed and fought with his mother: "Others are also people, and they are loyal and honest to me. ”
Although my mother was a disciple of the would-be Buddhist family and ate fasts and did good deeds and chanted the sutras, she was self-taught and never participated in any group activities organized by Buddhism, which seemed more realistic than Buddhist believers. She was afraid that her daughter would take it lightly and suffer a loss, so she kindly reminded: "Our ordinary people's families rely on themselves to do things, and they should have the heart of a bodhisattva and also rely on the means of arhats." People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and their own affairs need to be taken care of by themselves. ”
Zhuo Yajun promised her mother on her lips, saying that she understood these common principles, but in fact, she did not instill them in her brain at all. She stretched out, deliberately pouting her small mouth and complaining: "I have trapped myself in the tavern, I am afraid that I will be difficult to solve in this life." Mother, you are also too stingy, and your daughter is also opposed to it for half a day. Pain is the mother, fierce is also the mother, who let us be the daughter of the mother. ”
The mother lightly poked Zhuo Yajun's forehead, and ordered firmly: "Don't be poor with your mother, the tavern is waiting for you to guard." Your own things, you have to decide for yourself, no matter how others raise them, it is not as good as the relatives who raise them. ”
When the grinding and rubbing were about to arrive at dinner, the mother was reluctant to let Zhuo Yajun go, and nagged: "How do the dishes of the tavern lean on the home-cooked meals, and there is no homely cooking at home." Mom allows you to have lunch at home, but before dinner, you must rush to the tavern, and it is better to believe than to believe in yourself. ”
Zhuo Yajun was like a cheerful bird, this state had been buried for more than half a year, and only in front of her mother did she behave so frankly. The two women and children spoke considerately, waiting for Sima Xiaoqing to come home from school to eat.
Zhuo Yajun immediately carried out the operation of lying in bed after lunch, slept until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, reluctantly got up to comb and dress, and then drove down the stairs like a fog to reach the tavern by foot.
She went straight to Liu Xiaoya, who insisted on sticking to the bar, to ask about the situation, and heard that the turnover of the last two days continued to exceed five thousand yuan, and today only at noon earned nearly three thousand yuan, and breaking through five thousand yuan was basically a foregone conclusion. It was as if she had taken a stimulant and almost jumped up.
It is rare for her cousin to be so happy, and Liu Xiaoya is also happy, and her cousin's happiness is her happiness. She suppressed the light of happiness and tested her cousin's happiness index: "Cousin don't be happy too soon, our tavern continues to develop like this, you really should bleed and invite me to eat korean food in the small shop, my appetite is getting bigger and bigger because I see you happy, be careful to eat poor you." ”
Zhuo Yajun returned to the lady's face, her face was still fluttering with redness, and she responded very angrily: "I know that eating Korean food in a small shop, the taste of the little girl is too low." Or the last time I promised you, go to the black island cuisine to eat big dishes, cousin is also willing to please, then eat you into a big belly, ugly to kill you. ”
Liu Xiaoya felt that her cousin was really happy today, and sometimes her happiness was pseudo-happiness. It is easy to be really happy, and the big head of the cousin is not discussed, and the more she is slaughtered, the happier the cousin is. Liu Xiaoya continued to cheer Zhuo Yajun: "Cousin we said good things, but we are not allowed to change the gua, then I will eat The Black Island cuisine." As long as you eat the position, the stomach is bigger and afraid of something, hungry for two days it will lose its temper, and the stomach will be able to surrender and come back small. ”
They both talked and laughed at sitting at the bar, and Wei Jie directed the waiter to work, but she was concerned about the movement at the bar. Liu Xiaoya strategically led to the half-cut words of that day, ready to show his attitude and go straight to the subject. Zhuo Yajun's phone rang pop music, and Liu Xiaoya's Nth intuition reminded that the topic was about to fail again. Liu Xiaoya is like a god, and is about to become a little girl and a half immortal.
The phone came from Yu Genki's lazy voice, zhuo Yajun did not hear it clearly, and asked instead: "Where is the mermaid calling?" How it sounds like just woke up. Yu Xuanmu aggravated the lazy voice: "Everyone is awake and sleeps alone, these days are too upset and depressed, always want to find sisters and classmates to drink some wine to dispel their sorrows." ”
Yu Xuanmu's depression refers to the investigation of the reserve cadres, Zhuo Yajun clearly refers to it, but it is not broken, afraid of stimulating her fragile nerves. Zhuo Yajun said with an understanding mentality: "Even that little fart is worth worrying about the mermaids who have seen the wind and waves." Your ability to educate and enlighten others is great, and whose house are you running to now? ”
Yu Xuanmu helplessly explained: "At this time and another, the tip of Marxism-Leninism is good to the outside, and it is all dumbfounded when it is spread out on its own head. Zhuo Yajun changed the subject: "It's almost dinner and a phone call, there must be an idea of drinking." ”
Yu Genki did not shy away from the substantive question, saying, "I just want you and Qingzhao to accompany Benyu to be happy and relieve your boredom." Zhuo Yajun said: "That dares to be kind, you two first go to the happy network to have fun, and then come to the tavern to relieve the boredom." Yu Xuanmu said contemptuously, "Eating those few broken dishes every day is so homely and boring." I set a large private room at Kuroshima cuisine, the bar counter is connected to the operating table, and the master can cook Korean flavors for us on the spot, which is definitely enough to taste the grade. ”