System: I open an inn in the desert

It just so happened that the school was on holiday recently, and the business of the whole street was in the off-season, so one person was enough to look after the store. Aunt Ping's husband took out his collection of fine wine, and drank it with Lin's father. Aunt Ping didn't care about him and chatted with Lin's mother.

By the time the meal was over, the two men were already drunk beside the table. Aunt Ping didn't drink much in the afternoon as she had to watch the store. Lin Yu didn't drink much, and the adults treated him like a child and didn't try to persuade him to drink. In the end, the three sober people cleaned up the mess.

"Aunt Ping, can you let my mother stay in your shop for a while in the afternoon? I'll come back to pick them up later when they sober up." Lin Yu worked hard to wash the last bowl, rinsed off the foam, and handed it to Aunt Ping who was holding a towel next to him.

"That's fine. I haven't finished talking to your mom yet. But the family is coming over this afternoon. Can you handle it by yourself? How about I close the store for a while, and your mom and I will wait with you. Anyway, there isn't much business lately."

This woman was a man of action. She untied her apron and was about to close the shutter. Lin Yu hurriedly stopped her and advised, "They have done this more than once or twice. If they listen to advice, they should not do this. My parents can't save face and the result can't be changed. I'll go and see what's going on. If I need help, I won't be polite to you and my uncle."

It is true that the two families are neighbors, but their stores are separated by some distance. This time, they were not affected by the truck driver, so there is no need to drag them into these troubles again.

Having said that, Aunt Ping didn't force it anymore. She reminded her to call or yell if she had any problems, and then took Aunt Lin to the front to look after the store. Lin Yu went out the back door and took a shortcut back to his own store.

Although the store is not large and the decoration is rather old, both the counter and the shelves have been wiped clean. It can be seen that although there has been no business in the past few days, Lin's father and mother still habitually keep the store clean.

Lin Yu looked at the shelves one by one, and felt that the memories of his childhood were vivid, as clear as if they happened yesterday.

"Jingle Bell!"

There were the sounds of bicycle bells and shoe soles rubbing against the ground at the door. Lin Yu felt that it should be the foot brakes used by children whose legs were not long enough but insisted on riding bicycles. He turned around from behind the shelf and took a look, and it was indeed the case.

A little girl with a ponytail riding a tattered ladies' bicycle stopped in front of the door, with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the pedal on the other side, looking into the store.

On the back seat of her car, there was a bamboo basket about the size of one's arms tied with a rope. The rope was obviously made of discarded scraps of cloth from home, and the colors were very mixed... The basket was even covered with starch from being worn out, and it was obvious that it had been used for quite a while.

When the girl saw someone coming out, she quickly took one leg off the pedal and stood on the side of the bicycle to push it. She whispered, "Excuse me...Excuse me, do you know where the uncle and aunt who used to run the store here went?"

After she finished her housework during the holiday, she took time to come and see the door several times, but it was always locked. Today, she saw the door was open and hurried over, thinking of asking. After seeing Lin Yu's appearance, the girl was obviously a little shy, and the redness spread from her cheeks to her neck.

Lin Yu was used to this kind of reaction from the girl when she saw him. He looked at her face and confirmed that he really had no impression of her. Then he said, "This supermarket is owned by my family. My parents used to run the store, but now they are planning to transfer it. Do you have anything to do with them?"

"Transfer? Are you not going to open the supermarket anymore?" When the girl heard Lin Yu say that, she forgot to be shy and asked hurriedly, "Are you not going to continue to run the supermarket in the future, Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin, or are you going to move to another place but not here anymore?"

This question was somewhat presumptuous. Lin Yu was not used to explaining things in such detail to strangers. However, seeing the clear eyes of the girl, who seemed really anxious, he vaguely replied, "I'm going to do some small business somewhere else, not in this city anymore."

Hearing this, the girl was a little dazed and kept repeating in a low voice: "Not here anymore..."

She looked dazed, and her grip on the bicycle handle loosened. The bike was about to tilt to one side. If she lost her balance, the bamboo basket would hit the girl's body, tearing a button on her coat, and she might even get injured.

At the critical moment, Lin Yu took advantage of his long legs to take a step forward and reached out to grab the handlebar near him. After stabilizing the bike, he felt that the weight was not right.

Although he had hardly ridden a bike when he was a child, he had seen pigs run even if he had not eaten pork. A bicycle of this style should not be this heavy. He looked at the bike curiously and found that the bamboo basket tied to the back seat was actually filled with half a basket of fresh winter bamboo shoots.

Each one is plump in shape, with all the debris and dirt cleaned away, and looks very good.

Looking at this thing, Lin Yu felt that it looked familiar, as if he had often seen this thing in his own store at this time before. Don’t ask why the supermarket is selling vegetables. If Xiao Lin told you that his mother would serve the leftover winter bamboo shoots to her family’s table three times a day, how would bystanders respond?

"Oh...you are that Fan...Fan classmate, right?"

Lin Yu suddenly realized something and instantly matched an event in his memory with the girl in front of him.

Why does he, with the memory of a goldfish, have such a deep impression of this person? It’s because this person is one of the reasons why his mother’s supermarket was transformed into a grocery store, and the most important one!

At that time, Lin Yu should have been in junior high school, I forgot whether it was the third or second year, but I remember that he was very busy with his studies. When facing his son who was working hard to study well, his mother was always kind.

In order to help him supplement his nutrition, Mother Lin carefully cooks different kinds of chicken, fish, meat and eggs every day and serves them on the table. There are basically no repeated dishes on the menu during a week. She also searches the Internet for recipes and tutorials. Her motherly love is overflowing.

Xiaolin was held in this position, and even if he wanted to take a break, he would feel guilty. He had no choice but to continue to study hard under the bondage of delicious food, and his academic performance improved rapidly...

If this momentum of good things for both of us continued, I believe the mother and son would continue to love each other until they graduated from high school and were admitted to college, but as expected, an accident occurred.

I forgot the exact day, but the same dish started to appear on the table for more than two consecutive days.

Wild vegetables in spring, lotus roots in summer, apples in autumn, bamboo shoots in winter... Mother Lin, who pays attention to a balanced diet, began to purchase large quantities of seasonal vegetables at irregular intervals, which the family could not finish in one meal or one day. This made Da Lin, Xiao Lin and Lao Lin, who were used to state banquets, very distressed.

After a secret investigation by the father and his two sons, they discovered that the culprit who changed the family's dining table was actually a little girl.

There is another impressive name: Fan Zhaodi!