Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan bit off a piece of the noodles and thought it tasted really good. He would bring Fan He to try it later.

Uncle Zhao: "I'm telling you, why do you have to marry someone who has been married?"

Tong Xiyuan said: "He is good-looking, I like him."

"..." Uncle Zhao was silent for a moment, then wiped his face, "What are you talking about? I am so embarrassed that my face is red."

Tong Xiyuan calmed down a bit, "I only like him."

Uncle Zhao groaned, and seeing that he was really interested, he changed the subject and said, "That's fine. After all, they're just two people living together. She's a worry-free girl. The villagers didn't have to worry about her since she was a child."

Tong Xiyuan was silent when he heard this. If everyone had been more concerned, they would not have raised such a tall man as a girl.

Uncle Zhao finished his bowl of noodles very quickly. He didn't want to leave even when the bowl was empty. He smelled the steaming buns in the restaurant and said, "The buns here are delicious, but it's a pity that the chef will be replaced soon. I won't be able to taste this flavor anymore."

Tong Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and a thought came to his mind, "Why change the chef?"

Uncle Zhao said, "It seems that he stole some vegetables that he couldn't sell and was discovered."

“Have you found the next chef?”

Uncle Zhao shook his head. "It's not that easy. This is a state-owned restaurant. The salary is high, and the requirements are also high."

Tong Xiyuan stood up and asked, "Uncle Zhao, can you see me?"

Uncle Zhao opened his eyes wide in shock, "You?"

Tong Xiyuan nodded. He believed that with his cooking skills he could be hired as a chef in a state-owned restaurant. The monthly salary here was 50 yuan, and there were occasional extra subsidies, which was pretty good.

"Hiss..." Uncle Zhao touched his chin with his unbroken hand and said anxiously, "Why do I remember that you can't cook? Forget it, I'll just give it a try."

Because of this, the two stayed in the town for a while longer. After the noisy meal time was over, Uncle Zhao took Tong Xiyuan to the kitchen.

"Old Xu," Uncle Zhao was familiar with the people here, and said to the man who took off his apron and was about to leave work, "Aren't you short of a cook? Let me, your little brother, try."

Old Xu was the person with the most say in the restaurant. He glanced at Tong Xiyuan and frowned, "You have skinny arms and legs. You can't even flip the pot, right?"

Tong Xiyuan rolled up his sleeves and said, "I can."

Uncle Zhao also chimed in, "He's more useful than a donkey in our village production team. Just wait and see."

Tong Xiyuan was silent for a moment, as he didn't like what he said.

After all, it was recommended by an acquaintance, so Lao Xu took the leftover vegetables and meat from today and slapped the chopping board, "Okay, let's try it."

……

As it was getting dark, the old ox staggered back to Baixing Village.

The production team leader was standing guard at the entrance of the village. When he saw the two men finally coming back, his face turned red with anger. "Comrade Lao Zhao, why did you come back only now? Did you neglect your duty and take Comrade Xiao Tong to play in the town?"

Tong Xiyuan jumped down first and pushed the meat bun to the captain, "Don't be angry yet, Uncle Zhao didn't take me to play."

The captain smelled the meat buns and swallowed his saliva, then turned away and said, "Comrade, are you trying to bribe me?"

Lao Zhao came over and said, "Captain, please accept this. I have something good to tell you. Xi Yuan has been hired as a chef at a state-owned restaurant. He bought this specially for everyone to eat."

"What?" The captain was stunned, and surprise slowly appeared in his eyes, "Really?"

The people in their village have become so successful!

The captain felt very proud when he thought about going to the state-owned restaurant and telling others that the chef there was from their Baixing Village.

Tong Xiyuan smiled and nodded, stuffing the meat bun into his hand, "Really, Captain, please accept it. I'm leaving first."

He ran away quickly with the remaining things in his arms. The captain was holding the meat buns, still confused, "What is he in such a hurry for?"

Lao Zhao took a bite of his meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth. "I'm in a hurry to find a wife."

"Oh, so that's it," the captain looked down and saw that only half of his bun was left. He quickly hit Lao Zhao's hand and said, "Comrade Lao Zhao, what you did is immoral. I want to condemn you."

Old Zhao raised his hand and cried out, "My hand is broken too."

team leader:"……"

the other side.

Tong Xiyuan knocked on the door several times but it didn't open. The voices from inside were spoken without any hesitation, as if they were deliberately addressed to him.

The little girl said, "Sister-in-law, can you open the door for Brother Xiyuan?"

Fan He said in a cold voice, "How do you know it was him?"

Little girl: "Only Brother Xiyuan will come to our house."

"Nonsense," Fan He sneered, standing under the bright moonlight and looking at the closed wooden door, "He usually comes in the afternoon. He came at this time. He must be an unfaithful man who knocked on the wrong door."

Habit is a terrible thing. He was used to Tong Xiyuan knocking on the door after work every day. Today, he waited for three or four hours but no one showed up. He felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

Tong Xiyuan knocked again outside the door and said, "I'm not a heartless man. I was delayed by something."

999 said with a sigh: [Yuanbao, your husband is such a troublemaker. ]

Tong Xiyuan reacted for a moment, then suppressed his laughter and said: [Ninth sister, you are right.]

In the yard, the little girl clapped her hands and said, "It's Brother Xiyuan, sister-in-law, shall I go open the door?"

Fan He glared at her, and the little girl immediately put down her hands and stood there not daring to move. She was puzzled as to why the adults' quarrel would involve her?

After standing there in fear for a while, the little girl realized that Fan He's attention was no longer on her, so she inched towards the door, trying to secretly open the door for Tong Xiyuan.

Suddenly, Fan He couldn't bear it anymore and snorted. He walked over quickly to remove the wooden stick blocking the door and threw it on the ground, making a loud noise. Brother Liu and Sister-in-law Liu, who had not yet gone to bed, leaned over the window and took a peek.

Fan He casually opened the door, stood under the dark eaves, and looked at Tong Xiyuan standing in the moonlight without saying a word.

Tong Xiyuan couldn't see his expression, but he could feel that Fan He was in a bad mood. Coming late without saying hello was no different from breaking an appointment.

He lowered his head, took out the oil paper from his arms, and peeled it off layer by layer, revealing two big, greasy and steaming meat buns inside.

"I brought this for you," Tong Xiyuan handed the bun over and explained, "Today the captain asked me and Uncle Zhao to go to town to buy something. We got stuck at the state-owned restaurant. Don't be angry."

The reason was acceptable, even very real. Fan He blinked, wondering why he could get so angry? It didn't matter to him whether Tong Xiyuan came or not.

He reached out to take the bun that Tong Xiyuan brought him, but when his hand was about to touch it, Tong Xiyuan grabbed it.

With a strong pull, Fan He staggered out of the roof.

Tong Xiyuan observed his expression and said, "I want to see you."