Paternity

Chapter 38

"Old Man, bring me a pot of soy milk, and six more sugar glutinous rice cakes. The biscuits today are pretty good. Give me four, one sweet and three salty."

An old man wearing a white culture shirt and sandals at his feet, with a sparkling face, appeared outside the snack shop and handed the kettle in his hands to Su Quangen.

This was also one of the tenants in the village in the city, most of them were used to the food from the small food shop at home. The price is reasonable and the material is fresh and clean. Many people used to bring their own tableware to take away, which saved themselves. Cooking and cleaning food afterward.

The old man carrying the kettle was clearly very familiar with the Su family.

"Hey, old Su, the two of you can't think about it. Isn't a monthly rental not enough? You're not a young man anymore, and you're not afraid of exhausting yourself."

He saw Su Quangen take out a pile of steamships from the shop and put it on the breakfast cart outside the house, then lean over and hit her back with his hands, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

Their partner has aged so quickly in recent years, and obviously the rent is high, but they are reluctant to eat and wear, and they work hard to manage a snack shop.

These old friends had persuaded him that he really wanted to open this snack shop, so he stopped for breakfast Anyone who has ever done catering knows that selling breakfast is tiring, so he said, getting up early, and a lot of hard work, young is too much for people, let alone two old people over 60.

"Customize, get used to it."

Su Quangen smiled, took a teapot from his old neighbor, and asked his wife to fill it.

Facing his attitude, others had nothing to say.

"Here, sugar glutinous rice cake and sesame seed cake, this pot of soy milk is ready."

Su Quangen packed the breakfast he wanted and handed it to him.

The old man in cultural clothes neatly scanned the QR code to pay, and before leaving, he still could not help but say something.

"Both of you, you really should take care of your son and grandson. How oldyou? If you don't want to go to work, you can't come to help at home? As long as they're willing to intervene, you and your sister-in-law don't need to be too tired."

He said, shook his head and left.

After hearing what he said, Su Quangen sighed, but soon many customers came to the store, and he had no time to think about it, so he was immediately busy.

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At 9:30 a.m., not many people bought breakfast, and the couple eventually stopped, sipped water, and took a breath.

"Is his son still awake? Did he keep his breakfast?"

Su Quangen sat on a round bench behind the dining carriage, fanned the wind with a towel around his neck as a fan, and asked his wife beside him.

"Save, keep it warm in the pot. The kid played a game and slept late yesterday, so he probably got up and had lunch right away."

But even so, I still have to set aside some for breakfast, so that my child will wake up.

the old man asked again.

"I just took the time to call the kid, but I didn't answer, maybe I haven't woken up, I'll call again later."

the old woman replied.

"The meat that Xiao Zhu sent out today is very tasty, it looks almost as good as the local pork we bought from the countryside, if Tianyuan returns, he said, I will cook sweet sour short ribs with fine steak, Tianyuan likes it. "

"Well, if Tianyuan doesn't return, he'll have to burn it. Our son also likes to eat it."

The old man nodded.

The couple talked about their sons and grandchildren.

His son Su Aobai is a widow in her 40s. He has no job. He's an old man. He was the only son of the old couple. In addition, the small food shop business run by the old couple was also fairly prosperous, so Su Aobai never lacked money, and ended up getting a college diploma Hard, Hard, I left my job and went home after working for three days.

A few years ago, he said that he wanted to write a novel and become a great person like Jin Yong Gu Long, but he did not see anything famous in his writing. After all, he was still raised by his parents. After a few years, he might have given up. He said he wanted him to play the game full-time, but his operation stinks a lot, and he hasn't improved in a few years. Instead, he asked others to help him raise his level, which cost him a lot of money.

Recently, she said that live broadcasts were more profitable, and it seemed like she had to change her career again.

The old couple had no opinion on this. In their hearts, the son was also fighting for his career, but he was not very successful. As parents, they should support their son and not undermine his confidence.

Su Tianyuan was the grandson of the old couple. He is still in his senior year this year, and his grades are not good. In the end, he got into a local bird school. Going to school every day is just a mess. Asking grandparents for money also forms the habit of asking grandparents for money.

He was still in college, and his monthly living expenses were five to six thousand, not including the allowance he had requested from his grandparents after spending the money.

But the old couple loved their son and grandson. When the daughter-in-law gave birth to the child, the amniotic fluid embolism was not saved, and the son was really sad for a while without his wife. The granddaughter was raised by the old couple.

After that, the son refused to marry another wife, so how could the old couple not feel sorry for such a small grandson.

In fact, they also knew inwardly that their grandchildren seemed to have been spoiled by them, but now they both could not control them cruelly, so they could only console themselves inwardly.at most they would both work hard to earn more money, leaving behind a legacy sufficient for their lives.

With such thoughts in mind, the elderly couple no longer cared about their children and grandchildren, they worked like old touts every day, running their own snack shop, and working as a child, and save more for their children and grandchildren.

However, ever since he passed the age of sixty-five years before, Su Quangen felt he was a little helpless.

The machine could be used to knead noodles for breakfast, but not for dinner during the day and night, so that many sauteed vegetables had to be thrown away, here he used an old-fashioned cast iron pot, and there he was, because the cooking fried in this pot has the same taste as before. Similarly, this type of pot is also very heavy. After a day, my wrist hurt so much that I couldn't lift it.

One time, Su Quangen almost missed the pot when he flipped the spoon, and the pot fell to the ground, breaking the tiles on the floor.

Miao Yinhua was younger than his wife, but he could not shake the iron pot any more, and his cooking skills were not as good as Su Quangen's. Back then, Su Quangen was a chef at a state-owned restaurant, and some of the gourmets' parents in Xijiang knew that Su Quangen was a chef. The old man at home, it was a pity, the old man also loved the children, and refused to let Su Quangen practice boy kung fu since childhood. Then, when the old man left, Su Quangen also learned a little superficially.

But just like that, Su Quangen's skill was enough to impress the nearest neighbor, killing that ordinary fast food restaurant in a matter of seconds, otherwise, the Sujia snack shop will not stand firm in this city village for decades.