Love Letters

Sunday, beautiful morning.

He Miao, who was catching up on his sleep, was awakened by a phone call from Zhang Meili, and was almost scared to death.

"I called you but you didn't answer. What do you use the phone for?"

Zhang Meili's unconcealed anger on the phone seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

"It's already late, come and help the store."

He Miao shuddered and lost all desire to sleep.

He Ji Tofu started with great-grandfather He Miao.

In the beginning, they didn’t have a fixed place, they just ground their own tofu and sold it on a shoulder pole in the streets.

By the time of He Miao’s grandfather’s generation, they had officially opened a small shop.

Authentic, affordable and delicious, the craftsmanship of the older generation has earned a good reputation for He Ji tofu.

Once you have a little fame, you don’t have to advertise everywhere, people who like you will come to you on their own.

He Ji Tofu not only sells tofu, but also sells a little bit of everything, including tofu, tofu pudding, jelly, cold noodles, barbecue...

He Ji Tofu Shop is not big, it is a two-story building, half of the upstairs is used to store sundries, and the other half is a soy milk room.

The tofu shop is cold in winter and hot in summer.

In the summer, the kitchen is as hot as a stove.

The tofu shop has no air conditioning, only several large fans, some hung on the ceiling and some placed in the corners.

Even if everyone works together, we can't drive away the summer heat.

The weather is hot and many people have no appetite, so they just want to eat a bowl of cold tofu pudding, jelly, cold noodles...

There are still quite a lot of customers in the tofu shop.

He Dahai stayed in the kitchen the whole time. He was so hot that he felt like a roasted shrimp, and his clothes were never dry.

Zhang Meili was busy running back and forth between the kitchen and the hall, sweating profusely.

He Miao nominally went there to help, but in reality he made things more troublesome.

"Look at how stupid you are. I said giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork is better than giving birth to you."

Zhang Meili looked disappointed and helpless.

She kept talking, and her hands couldn't stop moving, waving the spatula, flipping the pot...

"Miao Miao never came to help before, but she has been much more obedient recently. Just take your time."

He Dahai didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his face. He was busy trying to persuade Zhang Meili.

"Help me get a bowl from the cupboard."

Zhang Meili still thinks He Miao is clumsy, does things inefficiently, procrastinates, and wastes time.

He Miao didn't dare to contradict and just responded repeatedly.

He Miao took over the waiter job, and Zhang Meili and He Dahai worked in the kitchen together.

She seldom comes to help in the store. She used to hang out everywhere, but now she is busy and lazy.

She was not familiar with many things in the store and was not very good at doing things.

So, when she was bringing tofu pudding to a table in the hall, she walked too fast and accidentally spilled the whole bowl on a middle-aged man.

"You don't have eyes?"

A sharp voice echoed in the hall.

"I'm sorry!"

He Miao lowered his head and apologized repeatedly: "I'll clean it up right away."

As he spoke, he took out a tissue and wiped the person's body.

"Don't wipe it. It will only get dirtier."

The middle-aged man pushed He Miao away and said, "Do you know how much this dress costs? Can you afford it?"

“You said you idiot…Ouch!

Zhang Meili hurried over when she heard the noise. She pulled He Miao, who looked at a loss, behind her and spoke in a reproachful tone.

"Oh my, this kid is really clumsy."

She checked everyone and was busy running around.

"Is Boss Liu okay?"

The man came back to his senses and said, "I'm not hurt...but my clothes..."

"How do you walk?"

Zhang Meili turned around and started scolding He Miao, using harsh words.

He Miao was scolded so much that he dared not say a word.

"Well... Never mind. I won't care about it."

Seeing this, Liu Caineng waved his hands and finally let go.

"It's later. Watch the road carefully."

He looked at He Miao, who was standing next to him with a look of grievance on his face, and his tone became much gentler.

"Boss Liu is right."

Zhang Meili looked apologetic and then glanced at He Miao, "Why don't you bring a new bowl over?"

"Oh."

He Miao went to get it obediently, not daring to say a word.

In the past, He Miao would have thrown the bowl and ran away in anger. He would not have been like he is now, standing here humble and obediently to be scolded.

I can only say that those who have suffered are different.

Her mood is very different now.

"Boss Liu, come and sit over here. Today is my treat."

Zhang Meili called everyone to walk towards the fan.

"Don't worry, we will compensate for the clothes..."

"no need."

Zhang Meili has already done this much, and if he continues to care about it, he would be considered petty.

For Zhang Meili's sake, Liu Caineng did not pursue the matter.

"Boss Zhang is still a good person."

He looked He Miao up and down and said, "You are such a dull girl, is your brain not in good shape?"

"It's not just bad, it's downright stupid."

Speaking of He Miao, Zhang Meili sighed and complained about her in various ways.

Hearing this, the man felt a little better.

He found a table and sat down. Soon two more men came and sat down at his table. One of them had a scar on his face.

As it approached two o'clock in the afternoon, there were fewer people in the store.

After they had eaten, they sat at the table and enjoyed the fans.

"Hey! Come here."

The man with the scar on his face suddenly pointed at He Miao and waved at her, motioning her to come over.

"Bring us a glass of ice water."

"She's clumsy and not very smart."

Liu Caineng took one look at He Miao and sighed, "I'll go get it."

"Hey! We are here to spend money, are you bored?"

The scarred man pulled Liu Caineng back and said jokingly, "Let her come."

"Hello uncles, how many cups would you like?"

He Miao had learned his lesson now, and started to call the customer "uncle" all the time, greeting them like a primary school student reciting a text or reading a menu.

When the man saw He Miao's obedient look, he became even more excited.

So I started to think of teasing her.

After He Miao brought the ice water, he called the man back and kept saying some irrelevant obscene words and dirty jokes.

"Uncles, drink slowly."

Having said that, He Miao was about to leave.

"Who told you to leave..."

"Boss Liu, Boss Huang, please don't bother with the child."

He Miao didn't return to the kitchen. Zhang Meili, with sweat all over her face, pulled her behind her like a chick.

"how old is she?"

Huang Shulang couldn't help but look at He Miao, with lust in his eyes.

"If you can't concentrate on studying, shouldn't you plan to find a partner, get married, and have kids?"

"She's still young, there's no rush."

Zhang Meili tried to smooth things over with a smile.

"Not anymore. Kids nowadays mature very early and they know everything."

As she spoke, she smiled at the other man, and her expression became obscene.

He Miao felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to retort, but because they were in their own shop and Zhang Meili was there, he gave up.

"Talk less, Old Huang."

Liu Caineng was a little at a loss, as he was a regular customer of He Ji Tofu Shop and the scene was very ugly.

The scarred man completely ignored his words and hooked his finger at He Miao, "We still have several bottles of beer here, come over and pour us some."

"She's too clumsy, let me pour it for you, and I can drink well, so I can have a few drinks with you."

Zhang Meili winked at He Miao as she spoke.

He Miao understood and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"Boss Zhang, this is where you're wrong."

Huang Shulang's face turned cold, and his tone was full of displeasure, "Can we eat her? You are hiding it."

"Boss Huang, I don't like what you said."

Zhang Meili suddenly became tough, "Are you here to eat or to cause trouble?"

"Hey! Calm down, we'll see each other sooner or later."

Liu Cai was caught in the middle and felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll apologize then. Just consider it my fault."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Huang Shulang was in the wrong after all, so he couldn't say anything. He paid the bill and prepared to leave.

"Schoolmate He Miao."

A familiar voice came from the door. He Miao paused and looked back. It turned out to be Zhang Mingyuan and the others.