I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Mo Yan didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his palm, and saw the green radishes growing rapidly, then aging, turning yellow, withering, and finally falling from the wall to the ground.

Then the green vine in Mo Yan's hand emerged, and rolled up and gathered all the withered vines together.

The small flame on the fingertips fell on the dead vines with a puff, and in an instant all the withered vines were burned into a small pile of black ash.

Mo Yan just waved his hand lightly, and the black ash fell into the flowerpot where the green ivy was grown before.

Then the next second, a new branch of green ivy grew in the flowerpot that had originally had no green ivy. Then it continued to grow, and soon, it grew into a pot of green ivy that was almost the same size as the previous one.

Sitting quietly on Huang Guoquan's desk.

If the entire process had not happened right under his nose, Huang Guoquan would never have believed that this pot of green radish was no longer the same as the previous one.

Just like Mo Yan.

Is it possible that the original Mo Yan from Peijia Village and the Mo Yan in front of him now are just like the green ivy on his desk, who only look the same on the outside, but are actually no longer the same person!

If Mo Yan could read minds, she would definitely give Huang Guoquan a thumbs up at this moment.

Tell him he guessed right.

This is the first person who has seen Mo Yan guess the answer that is closest to the truth in such a short time!

By the time Xing Tian estimated the time, they should have finished their conversation. When he came back and knocked on the door, the office had already returned to its original state, and there was no trace of the green ivy climbing all over the walls.

"Secretary, everything has been arranged. It's almost time. You, Comrade Mo Yan, and Niuniu, we can all go together."

"Ayan, why don't we go over there first? Didn't Old Xing say that you can eat a lot? This is a good opportunity for me to see what a big eater woman is like."

"Uncle Huang, you have to bring more money. My son and I are going to have a big meal today. Don't let us not be unable to pay for the meal and end up being held in the restaurant. We won't save you."

"That's definitely impossible. A-Yan underestimates me. Old Xing, you should go to the finance department and approve two months' salary for me. I have to let A-Yan and Niuniu eat their fill today."

Of course, the salary calculation is a joke.

As the No. 1 in Shanghai, he really can afford a meal, it's just a matter of livening up the atmosphere.

When we arrived at Laojiu Home-style Restaurant, there was really no customer in the restaurant.

Obviously Xing Tian had already come to say hello and told who was coming to dinner.

He didn't ask the Laojiu couple not to receive other guests, but the Laojiu couple themselves did not dare to receive other guests.

If they told others about it, they would be so envious that Secretary Huang came to their restaurant in person to eat. How could they have the heart to entertain other guests?

What if other guests disturb Secretary Huang and his friends while they are dining?

Such an opportunity was something I could never have imagined in the past.

There's no time to curry favor.

Therefore, after receiving the notification from Xingtian, Lao Jiu's wife immediately notified all the guests who had reserved tables one by one.

So when Mo Yan and the others arrived, it was obvious that the entire alley had been cleaned and the street was splashed with clean water.

The last time I came, the trash can not far from the door still had a bit of smell.

This time, the trash can is nowhere to be seen, let alone the smell.

Lao Jiu's wife and Lao Jiu both stood at the door of the store to greet them. When they saw that the guests that Secretary Huang invited to dinner this time were the mother and daughter that Director Xing brought last time, they were shocked and relieved.

Last time they cooked a large table of dishes, and the guests finished all of them. After eating, they spoke highly of them, and it was obvious that they liked the taste of their dishes.

Director Xing later said that they would come for another meal in a couple of days, so he asked him to prepare more dishes.

He also prepared a lot of things, at least he would not let the situation like last time where he had nothing to cook at the end happen again.

I was wondering when Mo Yan and the others would come again, but they came again today.

I thought of the bear paws that had been cooking on the stove for three days and were finally melted.

Most of the ingredients for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall have been prepared in advance, and the broth was just made in the morning. Although it is a bit urgent now, there is still room for improvement to make sure the guests can enjoy it.

Lao Jiu was already arranging the order of serving the dishes and today’s entire menu in his mind.

Lao Jiu's wife, trembling with fear but excitedly, took Huang Guoquan and the others to the private room where Mo Yanniuniu had come to eat last time.

The private room was still the same private room, but now, there was a purple velvet tablecloth on the table.

The armchairs for sitting are also covered with covers of the same color.

From the perspective of Mo Yan and Pei Zaizai, this is really old-fashioned and ugly. It is not as good as the original wooden tables and chairs, which at least look clean and refreshing.

But thinking that the proprietress was just trying to show her respect and to curry favor with Huang Guoquan, they didn't say anything.

Anyway, they come here mainly to eat. As for the tablecloths and chair covers being a little ugly, it won’t affect the taste of the food anyway, right?

"Didn't I tell you not to do these things? You—"

When Xing Tian saw the tablecloth and chair covers, he was also speechless.

"Old Xing, it's okay. Purple is a nice color, but this velvet is hard to come by. If you spread it on the table like this, it might get splashed with soup or something. If you can't clean it up, it will ruin things. So, keep the chair covers and remove the tablecloth. Put it away."

"Hey, good, good!"

When Lao Jiu's wife saw Director Xing glaring at her, she knew that her flattery had backfired.

When Huang Guoquan said this again, he immediately removed the tablecloth with a look of his own eyes.

Seeing the original wooden tabletop exposed again, Pei Zaizai breathed a sigh of relief and said crisply, "This color is still comfortable to look at. Purple is really not suitable as a tablecloth. It's too depressing and will affect your appetite."

"Uh--"

When the proprietress, who had just walked out of the door with the tablecloth in her arms, heard this, sweat broke out on her forehead.

so close!

Even a child thinks that the color of the tablecloth is not good. No wonder Director Xing looks unhappy.

In order to make up for the stupid thing she had done, Lao Jiu's wife had to run to the kitchen to instruct her husband, telling him to show his best today and make sure Secretary Huang and Mo Yan's mother and daughter were satisfied with the meal.

"Need I tell you? If I don't make them eat their tongues till they drop, all the years of practicing this skill of mine will be in vain. Let me tell you, the kid from the Ding family in Shiku Lane failed to get a permanent job. His mother has been crying at home since early this morning. I heard that he offended someone, but I don't know who he offended. I think that offending someone is not true, but that someone else with connections has replaced him."

"I'm telling you, today I'm going to use my cooking skills to the fullest and make a stable job for our little Jiu that no one can take away. Come and help me quickly. Pay attention when I serve the food, and don't be clumsy anymore."

"I understand. Don't worry!"