When the phoenix man meets the peacock man

Feng Tao opened the door of the ward, and what he heard and saw was such a sad thing. Feeling guilty, he hesitated a little, but he still chose to walk in silently. In front of father and son.

Zong Yuheng also noticed that someone had entered, and he turned his head slightly to see Feng Tao.

Feng Tao suddenly became a little nervous. He was preparing for Zong Yuheng's violent reactions, such as limping over to beat him up, or at least swearing at him.He was determined to admit his mistakes with a correct attitude, and endure any suffering before talking.

However, Zong Yuheng didn't say anything, just glanced at him, and then turned his head away.

What a look!It's like looking at a piece of grass and a pile of shit... No, it's even better than seeing a pile of shit!Seeing shit, there is a somewhat disgusted expression, but this glance has no weight, does not make any stop, lacks all warm and real emotions, no love, no hate, and an irrelevant look.

Feng Tao has taken on countless times in the past with extremely arrogant eyes, critical eyes, angry eyes, disappointed eyes, sad eyes, etc., but he doesn't remember that this person has ever put his eyes on him. nothing!

Whether he loves it or hates it, Feng Tao has always known that he is an existence that cannot be ignored for Zong Yuheng. A person loses weight like a kite with a broken string...

After two consecutive days of rain, the air smelled of dampness, but the sky suddenly cleared up in the afternoon of the third day.The fierce air current still trembles with dazzling waves of light, and the skylight pierces through the shattered cloud clusters that look like ink smudges, like the numerous lights on a new-style stage, where the illuminated place seems to have miracles for no reason.

Zong Yuheng was in a daze behind the counter of the bakery looking at the sparse skylight outside the window. Since it was Chuji, there were not many customers, not to mention that both the plate with the bread and the glass of the counter had been wiped clean as new and you could use your tongue If he can lick it at ease, then he has nothing to do but stare at the sky in a daze or something.

Ms. Ouyang Xiaohua, the only pastry chef in the shop, poked her head out of the production room, "Ah, the customers didn't come." Then her head disappeared again.

After a while, she simply appeared from behind with a plate, "Xiao Zong, let's have afternoon tea."

Zong Yuheng looked at the contents of the plate - two cups of black tea, two pieces of cake, Napoleon was left by Ouyang Xiaohua for himself, and matcha pudding was for Zong Yuheng.

Zong Yuheng hesitated, "It's not good to eat the food in the store like this." As the store manager, he felt obliged to point this out.

But Ouyang Xiaohua didn't care at all, she just picked up her share with her fat hand, and took a bold bite, "It's okay. It's all left over from yesterday, if you don't eat it for a while, you can throw it away." In the trash."

Zong Yuheng wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, forget it, and just secretly add the money for this afternoon tea to the account, and treat Ouyang Xiaohua as if he paid for it himself.

So the two sat silently at the only window table in the store, eating snacks and drinking tea or something.

The crisp wind chimes sounded, calling Zong Yuheng's attention. Two girls opened the door and came in. The umbrellas they carried were dripping with water all the way. Fascinated by the sweet smell, I went straight to browse the bread shelf.

"This looks good!"

“Green tea mousse is lovely!!”

"Welcome." Zong Yuheng has already

Standing neatly at a distance not far away, he said professionally.

The girls all turned to look at him, originally planning to ask about the price and other things, but when they saw Zong Yuheng's appearance, they all fell silent for a while.

Zong Yuheng didn't smile very much, but his whole body exuded the chemical message of "I am the store manager, my store manager, and I am the bakery manager". He looked at his customers calmly and waited for their further actions.

Under the professional aura he exuded, a girl said with a little panic, "Uh... please wrap this and that for me."

Another girl said: "... please give me the same."

Zong Yuheng nodded slightly, and then politely and neatly prepared kraft paper bags, carefully picked them up with clips and packed them separately, then handed them out, saying: "Please take your bread."

The two girls turned and left. As soon as they left the bakery door, they looked at each other and said at the same time——

"So beautiful!"

"It's beautiful!"

Then nodding or something.

"The baker here used to be a good-looking uncle! At one stage, he even hired a clerk who was as eye-catching as an actor, and he wanted to say that he would never see such a handsome man again. What a tradition!"

"Obviously this new store manager is younger and more beautiful than the previous baker! Look how good his skin is!!"

"I think the temperament of the baker is more friendly to the people. People who always smile gently are irresistible!"

"I can't refuse a cold beauty or something! - Don't you think this store manager is a bit like a down-and-out nobleman?"

"Mistake! Mistake! That's what it feels like!!——Waiting for the opportunity to be ashamed of a bloody feud!"

"...You're overthinking it...Uh, why did I buy the same bread as you?"

"...Yeah, didn't you say that you just look at it and don't buy it?"

"...It's all the fault of the store manager! The sudden appearance of such a good-looking person shocked him!!"

Ouyang Xiaohua looked through the glass at the two girls walking away while discussing, "Xiao Zong, guess what they are talking about?"

Zong Yuheng was secretly holding a small mirror behind the counter to practice smiling, but he always felt that he looked a little weird inside. He actually hoped that he was more like a practitioner in the service industry.

Ouyang Xiaohua's question didn't interest him, so she casually said, "Maybe I'm talking about the taste of bread or something."

Ouyang Xiaohua smiled heartily, "I think they must be saying that the store manager is pretty."

Zong Yuheng raised his head helplessly, "Sister Xiaohua, don't make fun of me with this - I admit that I am quite handsome, but from my life experience, I didn't get any benefit from it."

Ouyang Xiaohua said: "Isn't there any benefit? - Don't you now occasionally work as a graphic model part-time? It's all thanks to the good fortune of your boss."

Zong Yuheng said: "It was a part-time job introduced by a friend. Since the salary is not bad, I can earn more to subsidize the family. You know that there is a young child in the family who has to support and is under great pressure."

Ouyang Xiaohua said: "That's why I said that those girls don't understand your inner self. If they know that you are so responsible and can make money, they will definitely...be more infatuated with you."

Zong Yuheng knew that he was being teased again, so there was nothing he could do.He lowered his head and continued to raise the corner of his mouth in the small mirror.

Ouyang Xiaohua said from a distance: "Oh, why are you smiling wryly all the time?"

Zong Yuheng stuffed the mirror back, and said a little distressed: "Why can't I smile like Boss Yan?"

"So you're imitating him?—But I think you should just be yourself, and it's okay if you don't laugh."

Zong Yuheng sighed and said, "I also know that I am really good. But since I am selling goods to customers, I still hope to give people a feeling of spring breeze."

Ouyang Xiaohua said with a smile while packing the cups and saucers: "At first glance, I really didn't expect Xiao Zong to be a serious and enterprising person."

Zong Yuheng said slightly dissatisfied: "What's the matter? Am I not serious about my looks?"

Ouyang Xiaohua shook her head and said, "Because you look so much like a young master, who would think that the young master who was born rich and honored comes back to work in the bakery? Or even if you do this job, you will not love your job, but you will It’s amazing to work hard.”

Zong Yuheng said in a low voice: "It's nothing special. There is a child who can eat at home. If you don't work hard, how can you do it?"

When Xiaohua returned to the production room, she said by the way: "It's almost time for school, you go pick up the kids, I'll just keep an eye on it here."

Zong Yuheng looked at his watch, and it was indeed so, so he hurriedly put on his coat to pick up Zong Doudou from school.

Now Zong Doudou is in the second grade of elementary school, and he does not live in school to commute, saving a lot of money, and he himself is very happy - at least he can watch cartoons every day.

When school was over, the traffic at the gate of the school was very bad. There were cars parked far and near. Zong Yuheng stood among a group of older people with his hands in his pockets. Whispering, talking about how young and good-looking this father is.

After the bell rang, the school was like a monster that was woken up. After a pause of two or three minutes, it suddenly turned over, and then many, many children were spit out from the teaching building.

Zong Dou is small, but his speed is always amazing. He was mixed among the first batch of children who ran out of the campus, and he recognized his handsome brother at a glance. "elder brother!"

Zong Yuheng was shaken by him, took his hand out of his pocket, touched Zong Doudou's head, and then pushed him away—this dress is very expensive to dry clean, and he wants to wear it until this season After the end, I wash it once and then put it away for next year's wear.

"Did you fight with your classmates again today? Why did you get so dirty?"

Zong Doudou scratched his head and said, "No, it's a physical education class. I accidentally fell. I will help my brother wash the clothes on Sunday."

A little boy next to him wearing glasses that looked like Harry Potter came out and said to his grandma crying, "Grandma, grandma, today Zong Doudou hit me again." His white little finger pointed or something.

Zong Yuheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he gave Zong Doudou a glare.

Zong Doudou yelled over and explained: "I didn't! It's Mao Rongrong, you run too slowly, I want to help you!"

With his parents around, Mao Rongrong became braver and shouted back: "You pushed me!—Grandma~grandma~" and fell into his grandma's arms crying.

His grandmother angrily accused Zong Doudou of being too rude and not united with his classmates, and asked Zong Yuheng why he didn't care about his children.

Although Zong Yuheng was a little embarrassed, he didn't explicitly blame his own children on the surface, but said very reservedly that a little friction between children was also a sign of love from classmates, not to mention that his children were also dirty, which shows that Mao Rongrong There is a fight back.

A little girl ran out from nowhere and testified: "It was Zong Doudou who bullied Mao Rongrong, and all the students in our class saw it!"

Zong Doudou was so angry that he jumped his feet, "Obviously you rushed over and pushed me down! I didn't offend you! You are sick!!"

The little girl pinched her waist and yelled back: "Who told you to bully your classmates! It's wrong for you to always bully Mao Rongrong!"

Zong Doudou stood up and said, "I didn't bully Mao Rongrong!"

The little girl said: "You have!"

"I do not have!"

"You have!"

The two little heads are almost posted together, looking at each other with eyes that are bigger than the eyes.

The surrounding parents were all watching the joke, pursing their lips for joy.

Zong Yuheng felt ashamed and wanted to bring Zong Doudou back. The little girl's father also tried to stop his daughter, but unfortunately he was not very strong in that regard-it seems that he was always a doting fool at home. Type of.

Zong Doudou originally retreated after listening to her brother's words, but the little girl probably felt that she had won the battle, so she said proudly: "I am the squad leader, so I will not allow you to bully Mao Rongrong again!" Mao Rongrong, who was crying in her grandmother's arms, said, "I'll protect you!"

Mao Rongrong laughed through tears.

Zong Doudou saw that his eyes were burning with anger, he rolled his eyes and suddenly giggled and said to the little girl: "I know!——You two are going to get married, so you protect him!"

The little girl's face turned red all of a sudden—red with anger, and said: "You, you are talking nonsense! I will sue the teacher tomorrow!"

Zong Doudou said: "Mao Rongrong is your husband, so ashamed, so ashamed!" He shaved his face and looked overjoyed.

The adults around were even more joyful, even the little girl's father couldn't help being happy, and looked at Mao Rongrong carefully, and unconsciously took a critical look of the old man, thinking that the little boy was a little delicate and cowardly.

Mao Rongrong was stunned, and felt that he was being bullied by Zong Doudou for no reason, so he just cried again, and his grandma was busy comforting him.

The little girl raised her fist to beat Zong Doudou, Zong Doudou knew she was in the wrong and didn't bother to fight, and ran away. Zong Yuheng and the little girl's father also followed after their own children and so on.

Zong Yuheng kept scolding Zong Doudou on the way back, saying that the child was downcast.

"Why are you so skinny! You've lost all my face! If you're like this, I won't come to pick you up after school!"

Zong Doudou raised his head in a panic, and asked uneasily, "Then shall I go to the bakery to find you?"

Zong Yuheng deliberately said angrily: "You should go back to live in school! If you are so naughty, you will anger me and embarrass me!"

Zong Doudou lowered his head and began to walk heavily.

Zong Yuheng ignored him, and went to the bakery with a child.

As he was walking, Zong Doudou suddenly squatted on the ground sadly and refused to leave. Zong Yuheng walked a certain distance only to find that the child hadn't followed, so he had to turn back to look.

"Hey, do you have a stomachache? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Zong Doudou raised his head and burst into tears, rushed over and hugged his thigh again, "Brother! I know I was wrong! Don't send me to live in school, okay?"

Many people coming and going began to watch, Zong Yuheng shook his legs twice and did not shake off, blushing so badly, he had to rush Zong Doudou away.

Zong Yuheng brought Zong Doudou back to the bakery not far from the school as if he was hiding something bad. As soon as he put it on the ground, he began to criticize Zong Doudou loudly, "Are you embarrassing me on purpose?! You cry Who will you show it to!—Cry again, cry again, and I will really send you away!"

Zong Doujia choked back, but he couldn't hold it in very well, sobbing and choking very sadly.

Ouyang Xiaohua was looking at the shop instead of Zong Yuheng, and when she saw such a situation where the brothers were at odds, she came over to persuade them to fight, "How do you talk about it? Why are you scolding the child so hard? ——Look at the child being wronged, it's so pitiful." Said Then he took Zong Doudou to the back production room.

Liu Zong Yuheng was angry alone in front.

However, he didn't get angry for a long time, and soon it was the peak time for off work, and the number of customers gradually increased, so he cleaned up his face and sold bread in a serious manner.

After working for a while, thinking about Zong Doudou's disobedience just now, he felt less angry, and felt introspective that he should not always threaten to abandon him, which would make the children insecure.

So he went back to visit his younger brother with a feeling of guilt and regret, and found Zong Doudou sitting on a chair, eating the "yesterday's bread" that Ouyang Xiaohua said, stopping from time to time to hold the heavy Mark Cup of hot milk.

Ouyang Xiaohua is kneading the dough for tomorrow.

Seeing brother Zong Doudou jumping off the chair and running over to reach out and hand over the bread in his hand, he said, "Brother, you eat!" He looked very flattering.

Zong Yuheng was not very angry at first, but his heart softened even more when he saw his younger brother showing a cute and cute look again, so the two brothers reconciled again.

Ouyang Xiaohua looked at them and said with a smile: "You are more obedient, Xiao Zong, don't bully your children in the future."

Zong Yuheng said: "I'm not bullying him, it's education." Then he lowered his head and said to Zong Doudou, "You are the one who shouldn't bully your classmates. I understand what happened today. Did you push Mao Rongrong?—— I said you too, there are dozens of kids in the class, why do you always bully him?"

Zong Doudou's eyes flickered, and he said, "I, I don't want to bully him, I want to be good friends with him—but he always doesn't play with me."

Zong Yuheng said: "The more you like it, the more you bully it is a childish thing that elementary school students will do!" After finishing speaking, he remembered that the three-inch man in front of him was originally a primary school student, so he added, "And who did you learn those words from? ? Marriage, husband or something?”

Zong Doudou thought for a while and said: "I didn't learn from anyone, I would have been able to." He still looked a little proud and optimistic.

That's right, children nowadays still don't need to be taught, they are all such information in all directions, it's hard to think, Zong Yuheng thought, not to mention that the little girl and Mao Rongrong seem to have understood the meaning of marriage and husband to some extent, then His brother can't be considered particularly precocious... So he completely forgave Zong Doudou, and the two brothers sat down side by side and started eating bread.

Zong Doudou said: "Brother, the bread in the store is so delicious!"

Zong Yuheng said: "Did you finally choose to work here because you said it was delicious? But I still want to thank Miss Xiaohua for making such delicious bread for us."

Zong Doudou raised a face full of bread crumbs and said loudly, "Thank you, Sister Xiaohua!"

While kneading the dough, Ouyang Xiaohua said, "Oh, I've said it many times, a child of your age should call me Auntie Xiaohua."

Zong Doudou shook his head sensibly, shaking off a lot of bread crumbs, "No, my brother calls you Sister Xiaohua, and I am my brother's younger brother, so I also want to call you sister, Sister Xiaohua~"

Ouyang Xiaohua sighed, "Nowadays, children are monkey spirits! Who did they learn from?"

Zong Doudou thought for a while, and said loudly and proudly: "I didn't learn from anyone, and I knew it!"