When the seeds of hatred are sown, any explanation will seem feeble. In the past, MCA thought that Qin Huairu, a woman, was indeed more virtuous and her words sounded nice, but now these words are so harsh in her ears.
The child is still young. This child in your family is already over 20 years old. If it weren’t for his incompetence, his wife should be married by now. When I am his age, I can start a family and have two children.
At such an old age, you still say that you are still a child. Who are you mocking?
When Banggeng heard his mother's explanation, he just curled his lips and thought: As long as you MCA have a little self-awareness, don't think too much, just help me do the work honestly, it's best to get the money.
Don't reach out, it's not what you should covet.
Ma Hua's chopping movements became faster and faster, and the sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board became louder and louder. Even Silly Zhu, a naive person, felt that something might not be good.
So Sha Zhu also said: "Huai Ru is right. I have indeed neglected MCA in the past few years. He is not bad at all in terms of ability. It is indeed time to give him a chance to take charge of his own business. You can take more of today's salary from MCA."
A few bucks. Next time I have a job as a cook, I think I can let Ma Hua try to be a master chef. If there is no problem, I can go solo."
Ma Hua is a smart man. He knew that Silly Zhu was looking for trouble again, so he pretended to be on the slope and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master. I'm still far from good at this, and I need more guidance from Master."
Banggeng said with a sneer: "If you know you're not good, don't have any bad thoughts. Just be a cook. Don't think about those good things. If you leave our house, you will starve to death outside."
Qin Huairu was so angry that she wanted to give her cowardly son a hard time, but she had been spoiled since she was a child and had no habit of beating her. She could only yell at the stick: "Are you the one who talks like that? Ma Hua is your senior brother, you give me
I'll show you some respect, so don't stay by the stove and go to the front to get the food."
After Bangge was driven away by Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu quickly comforted Ma Hua: "Ma Hua, don't mind. I have been spoiled since I was a child. I don't know what to do. Don't be like him."
Ma Hua was not a submissive person. He smiled and counterattacked: "Master, it's okay. I don't know what a great person he is. Apart from not being able to speak human words and do things, he is a good boy in other aspects."
Silly Zhu and Qin Huairu looked at each other. They couldn't understand the psychology of being a parent. But what could they do? Bangge's grandmother had taught the child a wrong way since he was a child, and now they just wanted to correct it, but they were unable to do so.
Silly Zhu said: "Ma Hua, don't be resentful. I've taught you all my skills. I'll send someone to you tomorrow. If our factory's cafeteria is short of a master, I'll let you take over. How about that?"
Ma Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Master, for your cultivation."
He thought with disdain: He didn't want to kick me away and pave the way for his son. What a pity. Bangge is just a piece of mud. If you want to help him climb the wall, don't even think about it. Silly Zhu, one day
, don’t regret it.
At this time, Banggan, who was serving food at the front, came back angrily and threw the tray in his hand on the stove. Qin Huairu yelled angrily: "What are you causing trouble again? The factory is in a recession this year, and the bonus is not much.
Thanks to your silly uncle, you can still take on some cooking duties, otherwise you would have just waited to drink the northwest wind."
Banggeng said angrily: "Do you know who I saw?"
Silly Zhu asked while cooking: "Who can make you so angry?"
Banggeng gasped and said, "That's the guy who made me lose my job as a driver in the ministry."
Qin Huairu frowned and said nothing. Silly Zhu knocked on the big spoon: "Isn't this the enemy's road? Let's settle the score with him."
Ma Hua quickly stopped: "Master, today we are the cooks. If we offend the master's family, our reputation will be ruined. It will be difficult to take this kind of job again in the future. Now we are pointing at the cooks."
The work is profitable."
Qin Huairu felt that what Ma Hua said made sense, and took Shazhu's arm: "What Ma Hua said makes sense. Bang Geng's job is gone. There is no need to ruin our reputation just for the sake of temporary anger. Don't cause trouble.
, Bangge, you should also be honest to me."
Qin Huairu comforted the father and son as they knew their son, Mo Ruomu, but in his heart he felt like he was fetching water from fifteen buckets, he was moving up and down, always feeling that something was going to happen.
Ma Hua said: "How about I go and take the food? I'm afraid Banggeng will do something."
"It's none of your business, just cut your own vegetables." Banggeng scolded: "You think I'm like you, what kind of trouble can I cause?"
In fact, Bangge was really holding it back. Since he couldn't cause trouble to Jiang Hua, it didn't mean he couldn't make him feel sick. Originally, he wanted to spit into the food, but he didn't have the chance to do it because there were always people paying attention to the stove.
In this situation, spitting into food can easily cause public outrage. If you spit, others will think that you keep spitting and you will be easily beaten. I am a young person of 200 people today. I definitely can’t handle it myself, so I can’t do this.
Banggeng kept thinking about why he was disgusting with Jiang Hua. He didn't even know it. As he came in and served food, he gradually got closer and closer to Jiang Hua, so Jiang Hua also discovered Banggeng.
Seeing Bangge, Jiang Hua knew that the master chef today should be Fool Zhu, so he paid extra attention to this family, not because he was afraid of them, but mainly because toads would get on their feet, which would scare them to death and disgust them to death.
Gradually, the table was almost filled with dishes. Banggeng was holding a bowl of soup. He had a plan in mind. If I stumble, the bowl of soup will fly out and splash on you. You can't blame me for this.
I'm going to wash your clothes, and I'll make you sick if you don't want me to.
Banggeng held the steaming bowl of soup and shouted: "Slowly turn around, be careful of the hot soup."
When he got closer to Jiang Hua, he pretended to stumble, and the hot soup bowl flew towards Jiang Hua, and it was about to fall on Jiang Hua.
Sitting next to Jiang Hua was Zheng Tong. He had just pulled the red cloth covering the prize on the stage, brought it down easily, and placed it on the ground next to Jiang Hua. When Jiang Hua saw the hot soup bowl coming out, he immediately picked up the red cloth and put it on the ground next to Jiang Hua.
Open it, and the hand in your hand will rotate, blocking the hot soup without leaking.
The third child immediately ran over and asked: "Brother Hua, you didn't perm it, did you?"
Zheng Tong also looked at Jiang Hua's body: "Jiang Hua is so skilled, but the needle cannot be inserted into the cloth, and the water cannot be poured in."
Knowing that Jiang Hua was fine, the third child immediately scolded Bangge: "What's wrong? Are you running around in the hall? You can't even hold a soup bowl. If you hurt someone, I tell you, if you look good, hurry up and carry it again."
