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Chapter 120 Understand Me!
Chapter 120 Understand Me!

Today, this room still exists. In addition to the six tablets of Luo Ming’s grandfather, there are also tablets of his grandfather, grandmother and grandparents, as well as plaques sent by the military and the government later. It is worth mentioning!
Luo Ming's ancestors joined the army like other Sichuan soldiers, and it never occurred to them to pay tribute to their ancestors.They just want to protect their homeland, defend their country.Since the War of Resistance Against Japan, the stories of the Sichuan Army have been very touching, and the story of the Xia family is just a drop in the ocean of many stories about the Sichuan Army.

So far, all the neighbors, friends, and some regular customers who are familiar with the Xia family will occasionally go to the ancestral hall behind the hotel to offer incense to show their admiration and respect.

Luo Ming's parents had many brothers and sisters.But we rarely communicate.We live our lives in Sichuan and elsewhere.However, during the Spring Festival and Qingming Festival, all uncles and aunts will come.When major events happen in the Xia family, everyone will get together and help each other.

But I don't know why, we usually walk very little.This is why Luo Ming has only met a few uncles, aunts, and cousins ​​in more than 20 years.

Zip up your suitcase and put your backpack on.Luo Ming stood in front of the courtyard gate.He did not enter the gate for a long time.Instead, many past events come to mind.

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Luo? You're back?" When Luo Ming was still meditating at the door, the voice of a middle-aged woman rang in his ears.

Luo Ming looked at it and said, "Liu Chuo, business is good!"

"Same as before, but you'd better go back and see your old man. If you don't come back from abroad, you'll make him angry!"

Liu Chuo is the owner of a snack bar called "Liu Niang Chuangxiang" in the east wing of the courtyard.From the generation of Grandpa Luo Ming, everyone is a neighbor.The Xia family restaurant is inherited from the ancestors, and her Zhuang Xiang is also inherited from the ancestors.

Luo Ming walked into the yard.The owner of the fly restaurant in the West Wing and South Wing greeted Luo Ming with a smile.They have been neighbors for many years, so they are naturally very familiar.

Luo Ming is currently very famous in China, but compared with the football circle, people outside the football circle really don't know who he is.So along the way, no one thought that the young man next door is now a hot topic in the domestic football world, and he also created a mobile phone brand that has become a bit popular.

When you enter the hotel, it's lunch time.Of course, there are many guests.Although the location of the hotel is difficult to find, in this Internet age, the flow of information is naturally fast.After several food and art youths who love travel and food sent the four restaurants in the yard to related forums, these four restaurants are no longer the "private" restaurants of old acquaintances and old Chengdu people.When many tourists come to Chengdu, they will find several small shops with high online reviews and characteristics to try. Of course, their own small shops are also quite distinctive.Taste is good as there are more tourists than regulars for the past [-] years.

Luo Ming finally found an empty seat and sat down.Then, he shouted to a busy lady: "Landlady, a couple, a piece of lung and a piece of mapo tofu!"

"Yes!" The woman replied subconsciously, holding a pen, and writing the name of the dish on a small book.But the "Couple Lung" movie just wrote the word "couple" and she stopped.

this voice

Snapped!The woman threw the notebook on the table, rushed over angrily, grabbed Luo Ming by the ear, and hugged him.

"Little rabbit!! Come back as soon as you come back, how dare you entertain my mother!!" This woman is usually gentle in front of Luo Ming, not so "fierce" in front of her husband.But if you treat yourself like today, it means the other person is really angry.

"Oh... it hurts... it hurts... Mom, let go!" Luo Mingtong's tears were about to flow down.At this time, he fully understood the wise saying: If he does not die, he will not die.

"I know I am your mother! Do you believe that I will kill someone today!!" The woman who said the tongue twister was naturally Luo Ming's mother.

Luo Ming can neither laugh nor cry.He felt very helpless because his mother didn't read much: "That's called killing relatives without hesitation!"

After Luo Ming corrected it, the strength of the woman's hand increased a little: "When I say killing harm for the people, I mean killing harm for the people! What's going on with Ding Dong? Don't you accept it?"

"Fu...fu...fu! Capitalized Fu!!" Luo Ming bared his teeth in pain.

"Hmph!" Looking at the boy, Luo Ming let go.

At the same time, Luo Ming immediately covered his ears.I haven't seen you for a year and a half.Judging from the action of "360-degree ear Thomas rotation without dead ends", the mother's health is very good and she is not weak at all.The move was what it was in those years, and it still is. . .acid!

The cook in the kitchen heard movement in the front hall and came out of the kitchen
The middle-aged man dressed as a chef is naturally Luo Ming's father, Zhou Tiantian.

At first, I thought it was a dissatisfaction with the food.The guest and his wife had an argument.As a result, when he came out, he saw his wife with her hands on her hips.It was clearly an angry face, but the corners of her eyes were smiling.He has naturally been very familiar with his wife for decades.Seeing each other's situation, he knew that he was really happy, and pretended to be angry.

Beside his wife, a young man stood stooped.The young man covered his red ears and showed his teeth.He appears to have just been cleaned up by his wife.

His wife probably. . .She is strict with herself, but she is very polite to guests, so Zhou Tiantian is confused about how the guest offended his wife.

It can only be moved when the focus of the eye is on the young face.

Although I hadn't seen him for a year and a half, my parents recognized my son even though I hadn't seen him for ten years.

And this young man is just a little rabbit, whenever he thinks about it, he always wants to break the opponent's leg!
Shi: This chapter of the Sichuan Army is based on a true story.Historically, the father who presented the flag was Wang Zhecheng, and his son was Wang Jiantang.He is not famous at all.

"You're back, come to the back kitchen and help me wash the dishes!" Xia Yu's face was full of frost, and he couldn't see how happy he was.I haven't seen my son for a long time.His first words are like a greeting "Have you eaten yet?".

Outsiders cannot understand this father-son relationship.My son has been studying abroad for five years.The last time he was home was a year and a half ago.Do you want to say something when you first meet?For example, did a person have a good time abroad, did they just come back, etc.
Only the old man who has eaten half his life in this restaurant understands the complicated relationship between father and son, because no matter how far the son goes, he has been away from home for a long time.In his father's mind, it looked as if he hadn't left.

Luo Ming pouted before going home, but he asked to wash the dishes by himself.Is that really good?In any case, you should. . .Let yourself fry two pans.Where the heir to a great family of chefs has the true meaning of dishwashing.

Luo Ming's mother resigned.She stared at her husband: "Are you such a father? Let your son wash the dishes as soon as he comes back?" She looked very dissatisfied, as if the other party had made a big mistake.

On one side, Luo Ming immediately pretended to massage his mother's shoulders: "My mother is mighty and domineering, my son will give you 32 likes!!"

Zhou Tiantian is also very mighty and domineering in front of his son, like a lion, but he is a gentle helloitty in front of his wife.After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "What did you say?"

Luo Ming hopes that his mother will let him go home to rest, otherwise he may close the door and go home today.But Luo Ming is destined to think too much, the reality is cruel.

"Of course, help me order and serve!" Luo Ming's mother said.

Luo Ming: "..."

It was his father who left Luo Ming speechless.Zhou Tiantian nodded without hesitation: "This is really a happy decision!"

"Hey, Dad, where is your integrity? Where is your spine? You can't be so afraid of power. This is not our old Xia family's style!" Luo Ming cried.

Zhou Tiantian originally wanted to go back to the kitchen.After hearing Luo Ming's words, she stopped and turned her back to Luo Ming.She said something that Luo Ming couldn't calm down: "Since she gave birth to a son like you, she has been a passerby!"

Without waiting for Luo Ming to refute, he went straight into the back kitchen.

Luo Ming was helpless: "Mom, seriously, am I really your own?"

The domineering Mrs. Xia patted Luo Ming's head: "I never told you that this is our own!"

Luo Ming's egg hurts.Is there any secret in his life and death?For a moment, Luo Ming thought of words such as adoption, young master, and old servant.Threading them with thread is a wonderful network.

"How did I get here?" Luo Ming asked expectantly.

Mrs. Xia turned around to greet the new guest: "There is a fee!"

Luo Ming: "..."

Watching Luo Ming put on his apron and honestly serve the plates, the diners were completely speechless to the family.They had never seen such a family.That's too much. . .wonderful.

Weird man, this is the right way to start our old Xia family!

Luo Ming could finally feel relieved.In a sense, he really just traveled through time and space and came back to the present a few years later.Not some kind of intersection or parallel space.His parents are still the original parents, and even the words he quarreled with have not changed.

A few years later, he dreamed of the future world in his dream, but after waking up, he found that every step of the dream was confirmed in reality.

However, this is no longer important to Luo Ming, and his family and friends have not changed.

In fact, although Xia's restaurant has a good business, it is not that busy.A few years ago, Zhou Tiantian accepted Luo Ming's suggestion and invited some people to help him wash the dishes and cook, and even invited two chefs with superb cooking skills.So now Luo Ming's parents are not busy.Usually, some people are very busy.His mother usually just settles accounts, and his father only cooks a few very special dishes, and everyone else is busy.

Today was a bit unexpected.The waiter in charge of the outside reception is a part-time college student here.Usually three people take turns helping, usually two per day.But today is the day of the university final exam, so the three part-time college students did not come to work, so Mrs. Xia personally entertained the customers.

After lunch, traditional hotels usually close their doors to rest and prepare for the next dinner, but Xiajia Hotel still has afternoon tea, so it must operate normally.

Afternoon tea time is usually not so busy, so Luo Ming took a walk to check out this ancestral hotel.The current hotel is completely different from the hotel handed over to Luo Ming's father.

The building has not changed, but it is still the main house of the old courtyard house.The difference is slightly altered decor.The bookshelves inside are filled with all kinds of books.There is a pot of green plants on each table, and there are many flowers and plants in the room, which look very pleasing to the eye.

There are many old things on the shelves, such as old black and white TV sets and VCRs, as well as some models of locomotives and old people.

Looking around, Luo Ming found that although his father scolded him for his originality on the phone, he finally adopted his own idea and decorated the entire hotel with a literary style!

This is the inspiration Luo Ming got from a tourist food and art youth who came to eat in the store, so he decided to do it.Now, the catering industry is no longer an era of good taste and low price.

Now the catering industry has to compete with the environment, decoration style and culture.Xiajia Hotel is rich in resources.After all, the courtyard itself is very sentimental, so make good use of it.Don't worry about attracting people who dress up. . .Well, literary youth.

The high-quality courtyard environment, coupled with mainstream literary and artistic decoration, is equipped with unparalleled food. . .If it's not hot, there's a problem.

Inspired by Luo Ming, even Liu Niang on the side changed her Chuanchuan Lane shop.I don't know where I collected some literary and artistic decorations online, so I put them on the wood frame of the house, and then I got a lot of flowers and plants.

What surprised Luo Ming even more was that several of her chairs were placed under the eaves outside the house, and a few stone tables and chairs just matched the environment.If it is summer, sitting here with a few sticks of incense on the road, followed by a bottle of cold beer, and finally looking at the pouring rain in the yard, it will be very cool.

"If we continue to do this, we will become the third food paradise in Chengdu after Kuanzhai Alley and Jinli." Luo Ming sighed.

Luo Ming's father said coldly behind him: "Jinli and Hutong basically take care of tourists. How many people from Chengdu go there for snacks?".

Luo Ming was taken aback: "Old man, you didn't make any sound when you were walking!"

Zhou Tiantian looked at his son and said, "I stood here for a few minutes, you are later than me."

Luo Ming thought carefully.He came back from Liu Niang and stood in the middle of the main entrance of the corridor.He really didn't look at the back door situation.

Zhou Tiantian said to his son, "Come with me!"

They walked into the middle of the yard.There was an old sycamore tree that could only be saved by three people.At this time, the leaves of the sycamore tree are green, just covering the sun.At the end of the gate, there are several sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

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(End of this chapter)