Stir-fry a book?
Ninth Uncle's face darkened. He felt like he wanted to stew Wen Cai on the spot. He regretted bringing him here. Before Ren Fa could say anything, he reprimanded him.
"Nonsense!"
The waitress standing at the side covered her red lips and giggled as she explained.
"Sir, this is a western restaurant. We don't cook.”
Ren Fa couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that the situation was a little awkward, he looked at the waiter and said directly," All of you, coffee, and three egg tarts."”
The waiter nodded and walked down. Wen Cai looked at the waiter's graceful back and muttered in disgust," Tsk, you don't even have stir-fried vegetables. How dare you call it a restaurant?"”
Although his voice was very low, it was still heard by Ninth Uncle and Ren Fa. Their faces immediately darkened. Ren Tingting also glanced at Wen Cai disdainfully. In the end, it was Ren Fa who broke the atmosphere and went straight to the point.
"Ninth Uncle, what do you think about moving my father's coffin?"
Speaking of moving the coffin, Ninth Uncle frowned. He had been thinking about why a good tomb would have a coffin moved every twenty years. Was it a trap set by the Feng Shui master? Or was there something else?
After thinking about it, Ninth Uncle shook his head and said seriously.
"Old Master Ren, I think it's better to stay quiet than to move the coffin. After all, moving the coffin involves many taboos.”
This wasn't a joke. Ninth Uncle really thought so.
However, Ren Fa was very anxious, as if he was being urged to pay a debt. Before Ninth Uncle could finish speaking, he interrupted.
"No, Ninth Uncle. The Feng Shui master who buried my old master said that the coffin must be moved every twenty years.”
Ren Fa paused for a moment. His eyes were a little erratic. After sweeping his gaze around, he looked at Ninth Uncle and wanted to say something, but he hesitated. After a long while, he continued.
"As for why, I don't know either. But now, the 20-year period is about to end. Look."
da da da
A waiter in a black uniform came up with coffee and egg tarts. He stood beside Ninth Uncle and said with a smile.
"Hello, your meal is ready."
Ninth Uncle smelled the fragrance of the egg tarts from afar. After the waiter served the egg tarts, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but glance at them.
The golden color of this egg tart looked different from the others. He wondered how it tasted. Would Youngest Uncle like it?
Although Youngest Uncle had a vegetable garden, his days seemed to be too poor. If he could send these to Youngest Uncle, it would be considered filial piety to him.
Ninth Uncle glanced at the egg tart and immediately turned his gaze to Ren Fa.
"Alright, let's go take a look tomorrow.”
After seeing the egg tarts, Wen Cai didn't care if Ninth Uncle ate them or not. He directly grabbed one. After the delicate feeling exploded in his mouth, Wen Cai immediately widened his eyes and puffed up his cheeks as he mumbled.
"Wow, Master, this is delicious!”
Ninth Uncle's face darkened when he saw that Wen Cai had never eaten in his life. He was even more determined that he would never bring Wen Cai along if he ever had a meal out in the future.
It was too demeaning!
However, looking at the way Wencai ate, the taste would definitely not be bad. Little Uncle-Master would definitely like it.
It's just that Wen Cai ate too fast. In a while, the egg tarts would be gone!
Ren Tingting shook her head when she saw Wen Cai's inexperienced look. She smiled and said to Ren Fa.
"Daddy, I forgot to buy cosmetic powder just now. I…"
Ninth Uncle and Qiusheng looked a little embarrassed. Although Ren Tingting didn't say anything and didn't look frivolous, they could still feel that she didn't want to eat with a fool.
With Wencai's table manners, it was already good enough that he didn't run away.
Ren Fa nodded. At this time, his attention was all on the matter of moving the coffin. Suddenly interrupted, he smiled and pushed the egg tart in front of Ninth Uncle and Qiu Sheng.
"The two of you should try it too. Our egg tarts are not bad.”
Ren Tingting saw that Ren Fa did not stop them, so she smiled at Ninth Uncle and Qiusheng and left the restaurant.
Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai, wanting him to restrain his image. Then, he looked at Ren Fa and said indifferently,
"Regarding the matter of moving the coffin, let's go and take a look tomorrow.”
Ninth Uncle looked at Wen Cai from the corner of his eye and then at the egg tarts on the table. Veins were popping on his forehead. When he heard Ren Fashi say that the coffin would be moved tomorrow, he counted with his fingers and said.
"Alright, tomorrow is a good day to move the coffin.”
da da da
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter came over again and leaned over Ren Fa's shoulder to whisper. A moment later, Ren Fa stood up and looked at Ninth Uncle apologetically.
"Aiya, Ninth Uncle, I have a guest over there."
As he spoke, Ren Fa pointed at the egg tarts on the table and continued with a smile.
"You guys can order whatever you want. Just treat this place as your home.”
"It's fine. Old Master Ren, you go ahead." Ninth Uncle nodded.
After saying that, Ren Fa left with a guilty expression. Ninth Uncle sent Ren Fa off, and the sound of Wen Cai wolfing down food could be heard. He closed his eyes and turned around to look at Wen Cai coldly. He waved his hand and called for the waiter.
"Hello, sir?"
Wen Cai thought that he was going to have an extra meal. His eyes lit up as he looked up, only to see Ninth Uncle's cold gaze.
"These…"
Ninth Uncle pointed at the remaining egg tarts on the table and looked at Wen Cai coldly.
"Pack them all!"
Wen Cai looked at Ninth Uncle's cold gaze and immediately shrank his neck. However, his mouth was not idle at all. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said,
"Master is wise. Let's go home and eat!”
Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai and shook his head. He thought to himself that he had only eaten a piece of the egg tart. This damned Wen Cai really knew how to snatch.
Humph!
Ninth Uncle snorted coldly and said unhappily after taking the egg tarts that the waiter had packed.
"What are you eating? Send these to your great-martial uncle. In a while, the two of you will follow me and do some farm work for him!”
When Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai heard that they couldn't eat the egg tarts, they immediately felt empty. However, when they thought that these were for their great-martial uncle, they didn't seem to be able to say anything.
Ninth Uncle shook the floating egg tarts in his hands and glared at Wen Cai before walking out of Renbark.
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At the back mountain of the Ren family town, the sun was setting in the west.
"Xiao Hei, water the nuts later.”
"Water the sunflowers."
"And peas."
“......”
Chu Lan leaned back on the recliner with a fan covering her face to block the sunlight. She lazily directed Blacky to do the farm work.
Chu Lan moved the fan slightly and glanced at Blacky. He noticed that Blacky would occasionally glance at him as if it was accusing him of being an unscrupulous master.
Seriously, am I a boss who likes to squeeze pets?
Chu Lan frowned slightly, a mysterious smile hanging on her lips.
"Xiao Hei, it's not a good habit for you to squint."
"Oh right, I suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten monkey brains in a long time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Little Black immediately quivered and his body froze.
Chu Lan turned around and smiled at Blackie.
"Chatting is chatting, but don't stop working.”
"Jiji! Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
Blackie started to dance in indignation.
It was as if he was complaining bitterly,"I'm not a human, but you're a real dog!"
Chu Lan laughed nonchalantly and continued to lie down on the reclining chair. The palm-leaf fan swayed and the cool breeze caressed his face. He was very pleased.
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