Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

"Go and order some food!" Zhang Xiuhua became particularly reserved after noticing the three children coming in.

Why do many people say that children in the countryside are shy? Because they have not seen much of the world, and some children may not go to town until they start junior high school.

At that time, there was no market in the town, and everyone went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. It was not easy for rural people to save money, and they would only come to the town once every one or two months.

The three children were pushing and shoving each other, trying to get others to come forward and order food, even Jidong, who is usually the smartest, did this.

The three of them pushed each other and finally reached the window. There was a price list posted above. Youcai knew the most words, so he read it to the others, "Lamb cake 50 cents, fried pork liver with garlic 30 cents, stir-fried vegetables 20 cents, braised spare ribs 30 cents, fried tofu and vermicelli soup 20 cents, braised flat fish 50 cents, rice 30 cents..."

Before he finished reading, the waiter said impatiently, "Go away! Where did you come from, poor kid? If you don't want to order, get out now and don't delay others."

The workers these days are all so arrogant, and they serve the people well? Not true. These people have stable jobs.

Youcai was shocked when he was rejected by a strange boy. His face turned red. He was a little at a loss and a little aggrieved.

Jidong and Baolin were also frightened and took a step back.

Zhang Xiuhua frowned, walked over, and explained to him in a gentle voice, "Comrade, no one else is ordering food right now, and he read the menu just to get the other two children to order food, so how could he delay others?"

Seeing that she was dressed very ordinary and the three children were wearing patched clothes, the waiter guessed that they were from the countryside. His attitude did not improve, but became even more arrogant. He tilted his neck and squinted at her, "Do you have money? Do you have tickets? You are a country bumpkin with a little country bumpkin. What kind of cadre do you think you are!"

Zhang Xiuhua lived for more than fifty years in her previous life. There were few things that could make her angry. She didn't get angry easily, but this time she was furious. She slammed the table, pointed at the waiter and started to curse, "Who are you calling a bumpkin? What's wrong with us being poor peasants for eight generations? We are glorious. We didn't steal or rob! You are a waiter, but you don't want to serve the people, and you dare to look down on farmers. Aren't the foods in your restaurant all grown by us farmers? This restaurant is opened by the state and serves us people. It's not your family, right? Why are you so arrogant! Are you a dog tail of capitalism? People like you are really hard to cut off. The farm has locked up so many people, but they missed you! I will go to the county government to find the Revolutionary Committee to publicize your deeds and see how they do things. They actually left you behind as a scourge!"

Her voice was loud and resonant, her face was cold and hard, and she looked like a progressive peasant woman who said, "I am a poor woman for eight generations and I am prosperous," and you are a "capitalist fish that slipped through the net." This voice startled the waiter opposite and also attracted the other cadres who were eating to look over.

The waiter's face flushed red, and he was so frightened by her words that tears came out. "You! You are talking nonsense! My family has been poor farmers for eight generations!"

"You are a poor peasant? You look down on peasants? Who are you trying to fool?!" Zhang Xiuhua looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with us being dressed simply? I brought food coupons and money! I didn't come here to eat and drink for free!"

The quarrel finally alarmed the head of the restaurant. She hurried forward to smooth things over and asked the waiter to go down and reflect on himself. Then she smiled at Zhang Xiuhua and said, "Big sister! His family is indeed poor peasants for eight generations. His attitude is a bit arrogant. I will punish him. Are the little ones hungry? Let's order food for them first?"

Zhang Xiuhua didn't really want to send the waiter to a labor camp. She stopped while she was ahead. "It's good that he's not a capitalist. His attitude just now was too bad. You still have to criticize and educate him. I'm a broad-minded person and won't bother with him, but if he dares to treat others like this, he will definitely get into trouble in the future!"

The store manager could only agree with a smile, "Yes, yes! I can tell from the looks of it that you are a kind person."

Zhang Xiuhua said to her, "As long as she apologizes to the three children, this matter will be over."

Seeing that she was willing to let the matter go, the manager naturally had no reason to refuse, and immediately went to the back to call someone over. He didn't know how he persuaded the waiter, but when the waiter came in, he kept his head down and said "sorry" to the three children.

The three children were a little flattered, their faces flushed, and they kept waving their hands, "It's okay!"

The waiter didn't even raise his head, probably feeling embarrassed, and turned to the back.

Zhang Xiuhua put her arm around Youcai's shoulders and said, "Hurry up and order food. Aren't you hungry?"

Youcai looked at her with sparkling eyes and his back straight. Aunt Zhang was really amazing. She could actually make that arrogant waiter apologize to them.

Jidong also opened the door to a new world. His aunt was really good at talking. She could actually scare the big brother like that. Next time if someone dared to talk to him, he would also imitate his aunt's way of talking. He remembered the whole long string of words.

Baolin's mental activity was no less intense than her two brothers. She leaned towards her mother and held her hand, as if announcing to everyone, "This is my mother. My mother is the most powerful in the world!"

Youcai chose the most expensive one, "Sheep Cake!"

Zhang Xiuhua nodded and looked at Jidong again.

There is no child who doesn’t like to eat meat, so he immediately ordered a portion of braised spare ribs.

Baolin ordered braised pork. She just looked at the table next to her and saw that the braised pork was served on the table next to her. The color was shiny and it made her hungry.

Zhang Xiuhua ordered another vegetarian dish. Four dishes for four people, just right.

This meal cost less than two dollars, what a bargain!

After paying the money, the children sat down obediently so as not to embarrass their elders.

But the food at other tables smelled so good that they were drooling.

The man at the next table asked curiously, "Which team are you from?"

Zhang Xiuhua did not answer, but asked him, "From your accent, I don't think you are from the Northeast."

The man smiled and said, "I'm here on business."

Zhang Xiuhua nodded and said nothing more.

The food was served quickly. The waiter's attitude was not good, but the food tasted really good. The chef's cooking skills were excellent, the food was delicious and you could smell the aroma from a long distance.

Zhang Xiuhua motioned to the children to eat quickly, "We still have to go back. We can't be late."

In fact, she didn't need to say much, the three children were already devouring the food like wolf cubs.

Zhang Xiuhua also joined the team to grab the food, eating until her mouth was full of oil. She hadn't eaten so much meat in a long time. Especially the lamb meat, which was soft and delicious.

The portions were obviously not small, but one adult and three children finished all four dishes.

At this time, there was no way to pack and take away, so she had to bring her own lunch box in advance. But where could she find a lunch box?

The four of them came out holding their stomachs. Youcai burped and said, "Aunt Zhang, it would be great if I could become the apprentice of the chef in this restaurant. I can cook delicious food for you every day in the future."

Zhang Xiuhua clicked her tongue. "Just because we had a meal at a state-owned restaurant, you think my cooking skills are bad?"

Youcai shook his head guiltily, "Of course not! But the chef's cooking is more delicious."

Seeing that he was really anxious, Zhang Xiuhua stopped teasing him and thought for a while, "If you want to learn cooking, you have to learn to read. If you can't read, you can only follow the master's model. If you can read, you can create new recipes in the future. That's a signature dish. With the signature dish, it is not impossible to become a chef in a state-owned restaurant in the future."

Youcai's eyes lit up surprisingly. If he became a chef in a state-owned restaurant, he could eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day. How wonderful that would be.

He was so happy that he kept rubbing his hands.