Rebirth of a Husband and Family

"Got it, got it, haven't you seen that I haven't had a drink since that fight?"

Tong Qian obviously had lingering fears about the serious consequences of that blind act of bravado.

After all, he almost died.

The ghost knows if he has the good luck to be reborn again.

Zhou Mingyan hummed in satisfaction, then stretched out his hand to ruffle his soft hair: "Good boy."

In the past, Tong Qian might have puffed up his face to protest, but since he said that he wanted to be a family, Zhou Mingyan's attitude is obviously much more relaxed, and the vague estrangement with his family has also disappeared.

Forget it, he likes kneading, so let him do it.

Tong Qian didn't realize the pampering in his heart.

It was almost noon at this time, and some early stalls had already been put away, replaced by the smell of food from various small restaurants.

Thinking of Wang Pingping's craftsmanship, Tong Qian swallowed.

Wang Pingping has lived in the county for half a month, and Tong Paner cooks all the meals at home during this time.

It was only then that Tong Qian discovered that Zhou Mingyan had the same traits that belonged to the young master: he couldn't cook.

Tong Qian's own cooking skills are pretty good. After all, he used to travel around, and the food outside was too expensive to afford, so he could only learn to cook by himself, and gradually honed his good cooking skills.

But the other two older children unanimously responded by picking up the spatula at him, Tong Qian had no choice but to eat the dishes cooked by Tong Pan'er.

Although it can barely be eaten, it is still far from delicious.

He missed Wang Pingping very much.

Taking advantage of the holiday, he dragged Zhou Mingyan straight to the county seat.

The two found the entrance of the Sky Tower.

A security guard in shabby clothes stood under the porch, smoking a cigarette as if enjoying himself.

Tong Qian recognized at a glance that the cigarettes he was smoking were bought by Wang Pingping.

So Dengdeng ran up and asked, "Uncle, have you seen my mother? It's the one who sells boxed lunches here."

The vicious-looking security guard was surprisingly talkative and showed them the way in detail.

The two went around to find Wang Pingping at the other end.

From a long distance, I saw a large group of workers in overalls gathered in front of something.

The smell of the food is blowing along the wind, who else can make such delicious food except mother?

Tong Qian thought proudly.

It was Zhou Mingyan who was more observant, he frowned, "No, did something happen to Auntie?"

After a pause, Tong Qian vaguely caught the sound of quarreling coming along the wind. Fearing that his mother would suffer, he kicked his two legs quickly, pushed away the crowd, and jumped in front of the small cart.

"Baby, why are you here?"

Wang Pingping was arguing with someone red-faced, and suddenly a small shadow rushed over, hugged her waist, looked down, and found that it was her son.

Tong Qian asked softly, "Mom, what's the matter?"

He raised his eyes to observe the situation on the other side.

Behind a thin and shrewd man was a thick and strong woman, staring at their mother and child unkindly.

Wang Pingping hugged her son tightly: "It's nothing."

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to push the small stroller parked beside her, but the thin man suddenly held down the handlebar to prevent her from moving.

Wang Pingping's complexion also darkened, and she tried her best not to get angry on the spot.

"Brother, what do you mean by not letting me do business?"

The man stared at a pair of small eyes that were wide open and seemed to be yawning, and said arrogantly: "I didn't let you do business, but you can't sell boxed lunches in this area. Our family came first, and you came in halfway." , Don’t you take me seriously?”

After listening for a while, Tong Qian realized that the man opened a restaurant nearby.

As soon as the construction of Qingtian Building started, he quickly acquired a piece of land and opened a restaurant.Later, workers gathered on the construction site one after another, and he started a business specifically for these migrant workers.

The man's restaurant is still some distance away from the construction site, and it takes about ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

At the beginning, because of the large amount of lunch, the restaurant specially asked the waiters in the store to deliver the meals back and forth by bicycle.

But gradually, the restaurant was unwilling to deliver the food and asked the workers to pick it up by themselves.

There was no other way, so the workers had to send a few people to fetch food every day, because the road was rough and the soup was easy to spill. Before Wang Pingping came, the workers could only eat dry rice.

The most important thing is that the rice in the restaurant costs [-] cents a bowl, Chinese cabbage [-] cents a piece, and braised pork ribs [-] yuan a piece.

But there is no way, the construction site is only covered, not food, and not everyone can bring home food every day, many workers bring their own side dishes, and only eat with a bowl of rice every day.

As the days go by, no matter how delicious rice is, I will get tired of eating it.

What's more, the old rice used in the restaurant is of low quality, and it has a musty taste in the mouth.

Just when the workers could bear it no longer, Wang Pingping appeared. For them who were fed up with restaurants, it was like a blessing from heaven.

Although the rice costs [-] cents a piece, you can add it for free, and the rice is of good quality; the cabbage is also fresh, unlike restaurants, which are all frozen Chinese cabbage in winter.

Moreover, as long as you buy a portion of plain rice, you can get a bowl of soup for free. Sometimes it’s tomato and egg drop soup, sometimes it’s kelp soup. .

With delicious food right in front of your eyes, who would go far to eat moldy food?

Every day, Wang Pingping's food is rushed to buy out.

These workers are the biggest source of customers for the restaurant, if the workers suddenly stop coming, how can the boss sit still.

He soon found out that there was a woman who pushed a small cart to sell lunch in Qingtian Building every day, and she was so angry that she smashed several sets of dishes on the spot.

Dare to grab business with him, don't you want to live?

The restaurant was empty, so the boss simply took his wife to Wang Pingping, who was on the block of Qingtian Building.

The workers guarded her the first two times, so Wang Pingping ran away early. It was not until today that he saw the woman who robbed him of his business for the first time.

Looks... not bad?

This is the boss's first impression of Wang Pingping.

But when he saw workers swarming around to buy food, his anger flared up again.

These mud legs don't even think about how I treated them in the past, but now, as soon as they have a cheaper one, they forget about themselves.

The boss walked over aggressively and knocked over the lunch box that Wang Pingping was about to hand out.

Wang Pingping was stunned.

Soon, under the reminder of the workers around her, she realized that this was the restaurant owner who had come to her before.

Wang Pingping pursed her lips tightly, quickly ordered another bowl of food, and passed it on to the customers who just bought it.

Then he raised the iron spoon with a big face, and swung it out with the momentum of thunder, almost giving the restaurant owner a big mouth.

Wang Pingping walked away from the window with her head held high, waving a big iron spoon that weighed one catty, and began to argue with her boss.