Quick Wear: Raising a baby with the system and abusing the scumbag

The turnover in just one morning had already exceeded that of the week before zero.

Seeing Ling looking a little depressed, Luo Zhitao tried hard to hold back her laughter and comforted him.

"You're just not good at these things. Just like me, I can never be better than you in computer network technology no matter how hard I try. We are like two pieces of a puzzle, fitting in perfectly in areas where each other is not good at, and complementing each other perfectly."

"Well, go get some sleep and I'll clean up here."

Ling was comforted and urged Luo Zhitao to take a rest while he cleaned the store.

Although many customers take their food away, some also stay to eat in the restaurant.

The tables and the floor need to be cleaned so that we can welcome the guests arriving at noon.

Ling was also very confident in Luo Zhitao. He firmly believed that the number of customers at noon would be several times more than that in the morning.

Sure enough, just after 11 o'clock, customers started to come to the store one after another.

After ordering the dishes, we waited with anticipation for them to be served.

The ingredients have been prepared in advance. Luo Zhitao is quick and skillful, and can make a plate of delicious fried rice in just a few minutes.

Ling quickly delivered the fried rice to the guest's table so that the guest could taste the delicious food made by Luo Zhitao for the first time.

As the meals were served, praises rang out in the restaurant.

"Boss Chang, your new chef's cooking skills are really good!"

"That's not the cook, that's the boss's wife. The boss is about to get into trouble."

Several regular customers saw that Baiweixuan actually had quite a few customers.

Unable to suppress my curiosity, I mustered up the courage to walk into Baiweixuan.

Seeing that it was not Chef Chang Ling, several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly ordered a few dishes.

As soon as the dish entered their mouths, several people showed expressions of amazement, as if they were eating some rare delicacy.

Although Chang Ling’s cooking skills before could not be called the best, they were still remarkable and at least edible.

But for some unknown reason, the dishes he cooked had an indescribable taste some time ago, as if he had been cursed by someone.

I thought the cooking skills of the chef Chang Ling hired were similar to his previous ones, but I didn't expect there to be a world of difference.

There is simply one heaven and one underground.

Since he is a regular customer, he knows a little about Chang Ling's situation.

Everyone knows that his wife has passed away for many years. Now seeing the sweet understanding between him and a strange woman in their every move, one's heart is as clear as a mirror, how can one not know about their relationship.

"Well, we will get the marriage certificate in a few months, and then we will treat you to wedding candy."

The two of them have experienced several dimensions together and no longer attach so much importance to the wedding ceremony.

I just feel that weddings are too complicated. Since it’s a second marriage, there’s no need to go through so much trouble and we’ll skip the wedding.

After Chang Ling's two children came to the city, the family gathered together to have a meal as a celebration.

Word of mouth spread quickly, and Baiweixuan's reputation gradually spread.

The two of them were too busy to handle it, so they found a few workers to help.

Two waiters, a cook and an apprentice.

Since the store is not big, this number of people is enough.

When I make more money, I will buy the shop next door and expand the store.

Soon, the day arrived when Chang Ling's two children were due.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chang Ling took a taxi to the train station and finally met the two children whose appearance had become blurred in the original owner's memory.

After seeing the two people clearly, Chang Ling couldn't help but frowned.

The eldest son, Chang Yu, is thirteen years old this year, but he is less than 1.4 meters tall, not even the average height.

The younger daughter, Chang Xin, is even shorter. She is the same age as Luo Lexuan, but her height only reaches Luo Lexuan's shoulders.

Both children had dark and yellow complexions, were skinny, and had cuts on their hands from farm work. It was obvious that they had a hard life in the countryside.

"Go home first."

Chang Ling is not good at speaking and doesn't know how to ease the awkwardness of meeting again after a long separation.

I could only help the two children carry their meager luggage and take them into a taxi.

The two children only timidly called dad when they first met, and then they snuggled up to each other like frightened rabbits, not daring to speak again.

"Master, please change the route to Baiweixuan."

Along the way, Chang Ling really couldn't find any topics to talk about to get closer to the two children.

He could only helplessly ask the driver to change the route to Baiweixuan and leave the task he was not good at to Luo Zhitao, who was good at it.

The sudden change of route made the two of them a little uneasy, but they didn't dare to raise any objections. They could only look at each other and hold each other's hands tightly.

More than ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of Baiweixuan.

Everyone in the car, including the driver, breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I don’t have to endure this awkward atmosphere anymore.

"Xiao Tao!"

Chang Ling brought his two children and went straight to the busy Luo Zhitao.

"Why did you bring the child here?"

Luo Zhitao's words made the two children's hearts suddenly rise.

Does this stepmother really not like them?

Just like my cousin said, will their stepmother abuse them?

Not only do they not give them food or clothes, but they also instigate their strict father to beat them?

"Hey, tell them."

As soon as Chang Ling opened his mouth, Luo Zhitao understood what he meant.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Luo Zhitao looked at the two children with a smile, which made the two children's tense nerves relax a little.

"We...can all..."

Although he was nervous and scared, Chang Yu, as a brother, still plucked up the courage to answer for his sister.

"Okay, Zero, take them to the lounge. There's a fire here and it would be bad if they get burned."

Luo Zhitao quickly scooped up the food from the pot and handed the rest of the order to another chef.

Then I made two servings of egg fried rice with extra ingredients for the two children, and put a braised chicken leg on a plate.

"What do you want to drink? There's some in the box over there, just help yourself."

There are many boxes of drinks in the lounge, which are sold in the store.

The aroma of the egg fried rice made the two of them swallow their saliva.

After saying thank you, he started eating the egg fried rice in big mouthfuls.

As for the drinks, the two were too embarrassed to take them.

"Eat slowly, this is milk."

Looking at the two people wolfing down their food, Luo Zhitao felt a little distressed.

I helped them put straws into the milk and passed it to them.

Then I started thinking about the two children.

Although the original owner of Chang Ling's body was not very rich, he did not mistreat his child badly.

In the original owner's hometown, a child only needs two or three hundred yuan for living expenses per month.

The original owner gave his mother fifteen hundred yuan every month.

Other tuition fees or sickness expenses are paid separately.

Logically speaking, the two children shouldn't have a bad life.

But looking at the clothes they were wearing that were washed white and their thin bodies, they must have suffered a lot.

Luo Zhitao guessed that maybe the money Chang Ling transferred was not used on the child.

But now is not the time to pursue these matters.

It is better to take good care of the two children first and try to make up for the nutrition they are missing.