"Mom! Eat slower! Leave some for me!"
"Oh! No! It was too delicious! Fang Yifan! Behave yourself! Hurry up and clean Boss Qiao's shop! You promised to treat your mother! At most, I'll leave you some soup later!”
"What is it? Just a mouthful of soup? Mom, you…"
"Any objections?"
"No, no! As long as you're happy! I'll sweep the floor!"
After Tong Wenjie heard that, she drank another mouthful of broth with satisfaction.
She had lived for 40 years, and this was the first time she had eaten such delicious Clear Broth Noodle Soup.
Recalling the scene of Qiao Mu pulling noodles on the chopping board, she didn't know how to describe it.
This was probably the so-called art!
When Fang Yifan finished wiping the table and sweeping the floor.
He excitedly rushed to the bowl in front of Tong Wenjie.
However, when he saw what was in the bowl, he immediately put on a long face.
"Mom! You really only left me a mouthful of Broth!”
"It's good enough that there's food! Alright! If you don't want to drink, I'll drink! I can't bear to give it to you!"
Tong Wenbai glared at him and was about to pick up the bowl.
"Don't, don't, don't! I want it, I want it! Mom, your son has been working for so long. A mouthful of soup is enough!”
Fang Yifan did not dare to argue with his mother.
He smiled apologetically and drank it all in one gulp.
"Awesome! Brother Qiao Mu! Your craftsmanship…Truly amazing! I can cook a bowl of rice with this broth!"
Fang Yifan wiped his mouth and said loudly.
"Alright, stop flattering me! Come on! Pay up!"
Qiao Mu smiled helplessly and placed the payment code in front of the other party.
"Brother Qiao Mu! It's not that I want to say this, but it's really delicious. It's just too expensive! How about a discount next time?"
"Beep!"
As Fang Yifan took out his phone and paid, he said,
"A discount? That won't do!"
"If I could get a discount, would my shop be so empty?”
Qiao Mu shook his head and pointed at the empty shop except for the mother and son in front of him.
"That's true…Your price is really a little scary! They probably think you're a black-hearted boss!”
"Bah! What was Fang Yifan saying! Impolite! Quickly apologize to Boss Qiao!"
Fang Yifan's words directly angered Tong Wenjie, who worshipped Qiao Mu. She slapped the other party's shoulder and said.
"Hiss…Mother! You're the one who cleared the stage! It hurt! I was wrong, alright! Aiyo!"
"Alright, alright, Fang Yifan's mother, it's okay! I'm used to it!"
Qiao Mu didn't want Tong Wenjie to teach Fang Yifan a lesson in his own shop. No one had come to begin with, and now that Fang Yifan had opened his mouth to shout, there would be even less business!
"I'm sorry, Boss Qiao! How about this, we still have things to do today, next time! Next time, I'll bring my husband along to support you!”
"He knows how to eat!"
Tong Wenjie looked at Qiao Mu and said.
"No problem! You guys can come anytime. I'm basically in the shop other than sleeping!”
Qiao Mu said with a smile.
Then, Tong Wenjie took Fang Yifan and left Qiao Mu's shop.
......
20 minutes later, Tong Wenjie and Fang Yifan appeared at the door of Song Qian's house.
"Aiyo! Why did he bring so many things? Yingzi! Stop fiddling with your binoculars, Aunt Wenjie and Fang Yifan are here!”
"Qiao Weidong! Shouldn't you be leaving?"
Song Qian called out to the two of them and turned to look at a bespectacled middle-aged man with a slightly wretched appearance.
"It's rare for me to come here. Who's rushing me to leave?”
"Wenjie! Yifan! Long time no see!"
Qiao Weidong looked at the two of them and greeted them softly.
"Hello, Auntie Wenjie!"
Qiao Yingzi, who had just arrived home, was still happily looking through the astronomical telescope her father had given her. When she heard that Tong Wenjie and her husband had arrived, she walked out of her room.
"Be good!"
"Fang Yifan! Go and do your homework with Yingzi! I have something to discuss with your Aunt Song Qian!"
"Alright!"
When Fang Yifan heard that, he followed Qiao Yingzi to his room to do his homework.
Song Qian also glared at Qiao Weidong.
She pulled Tong Wenjie into the inner room and closed the door.
Qiao Weidong's mouth twitched.
Good fellow! I can't eavesdrop!
After about 10 minutes, the two of them walked out of the room.
At this moment, Tong Wenjie's husband, Fang Yuan, also came home.
"Hey! Old Qiao! You're here too! This…"
"Shhh! Don't mention that. I'm just here to see my daughter!”
"Hehe, alright! I bought roast duck! Shall we have a whole mouthful tonight?"
"Alright! I..."
"What do you mean by okay? Who asked you to stay for dinner? Go where you should go! Hurry up and leave!"
Hearing their greetings, Song Qian impatiently asked them to leave.
"Mom! It was rare for his father to come, and it was already lunchtime! Let's eat together!"
Qiao Yingzi had also come out of the room with Fang Yifan. When she heard her mother's words, she could not help but plead for mercy.
Looking at her daughter's pleading expression, and with Tong Wenjie and his wife present, Song Qian did not want to make the situation too stiff.
"Alright, alright, alright…Eat, eat, eat! Leave after eating! Don't do it again!"
"No problem!"
Qiao Weidong immediately patted his chest and said.
Begging for a ticket!
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