Chapter 22: Which Comes First, the Egg or the Hen?
Hey~ There are so many delicious eggs. Wangwang, little Xiaosu really doesn’t know how to enjoy them. He is just an inexperienced and careless playboy. Xiaoyi, please flatten your mouth and spit. I really listen to him and won’t eat it.
At this time, Xiaoyi couldn't figure out why he had to twist his muscles to make it difficult for him.
She blinked and looked at the steaming eggs of various colors. Forget it, let's take them to eat with Xiaobei.
Xiaobei works part-time in Wallace near the school. She goes there to help whenever she has time. She only earns twenty-five yuan for half a day's work. Of course, she does this part-time job not just for this small profit. In China
Although Laishi is a little tired from work, she enjoys it.
And Xiaoyi usually works as a waiter in a medium-sized restaurant near the school, helping to pass food and clean the tables. The restaurant waiter trains his leg strength. When business is good, he can stand for three or four hours continuously. His legs are shaking when he stands, and he has to support himself.
Keep on keeping on.
Xiaoyi is wearing white sneakers, blue denim shorts, and a blue T-shirt. She is dressed very plainly from head to toe. She is dressed in a typical student style. Her slender white legs are straight down without any excess fat. She is quiet, delicate and elegant.
As she twisted the package, she saw Xiaobei smiling brightly and making welcoming gestures from a distance.
"Hey~Xiao Bei!" Xiao Yi patted Xiao Bei from behind who was wiping the table.
"Ouch~" Xiaobei exclaimed and turned around suddenly. It turned out to be Xiaoyi. Oh my god, I was thinking about the handsome guy who came to the store just now. I was suddenly struck by this girl Xiaoyi.
When I was frightened, my little heart almost jumped out.
"Xiaoyi, why are you here? Here to eat roasted whole chicken? I want one too." Xiaobei was very happy to see Xiaoyi. It had been two days since Xiaoyi's brother came to see Xiaoyi last time.
I haven’t seen Xiaoyi anymore, and no one answered my cell phone calls. Xiaobei is so worried.
"I'm not here to eat a whole chicken, but here to eat a whole chicken for her grandson." Xiaoyi held up the package and waved it in front of Xiaobei's eyes. This is my hard work all morning, and the CEO still doesn't appreciate it?
"Eggs?" Xiaobei grabbed the package from Xiaoyi's hand and quickly opened it to study, "Steamed, fried, boiled, wrapped, brewed...Xiaoyi, did your mother cook for you?" Xiaobei
He asked with his eyes wide open.
Mom? Cooking? Xiaoyi's smile froze on her face. It was the warmest memory from a long time ago. She remembered that she told Xiaobei that she cried so hard the day before her mother left with her brother.
She desperately pulled her mother's clothes and told her not to leave. Her mother bent down and wiped the tears from Xiaoyi's face with her slightly rough hands, with a smile on her face. That smile was so beautiful in Xiaoyi's memory.
She wiped away the tears on Xiaoyi's face and said in a gentle voice, "Xiaoyi is good, mommy won't leave. Mommy knows that Xiaoyi likes to eat eggs. Can mommy make eggs for Xiaoyi to eat tonight?"
"I don't want to eat eggs, I just want my mother." Xiaoyi was seven years old at the time. She cried, wiping her nose with her little hands, and begged in a childish voice.
"If Xiaoyi stops crying, mommy won't leave and will make eggs for Xiaoyi to eat. If Xiaoyi still cries, mommy will leave right now."
The young Xiaoyi understood her mother's words. She quickly wiped away all the tears with her little hands, held back the tears that were about to fall, and suppressed the twitching of her throat caused by crying, "Xiaoyi, don't cry, Xiaoyi."
I will eat eggs made by my mother for the rest of my life."
Xiaoyi was very happy that day. She stayed with her mother all afternoon, helping her wash the vegetables and dishes. Just looking at her mother made her heart feel warm and at ease, full of happiness.
That night, her father didn't come home, and her mother cooked a table full of dishes, all of which were made with eggs. Xiaoyi said, "Mom, I want to eat the eggs you cooked for the rest of my life." But she didn't expect that her mother would cook all the dishes that day.
A lifetime of eggs.
The mother held her brother in her arms, and the three of them ate happily. Xiao Yile could not stop smiling from ear to ear, with a childish voice.
Mom said that Xiaoyi was tired and it was time to go to rest. Xiaoyi felt happy when she looked at her mother's beautiful eyes. She didn't dare to go against her mother's words, so she went to bed obediently.
When she woke up the next day, the first thing she did when she got out of bed was to run to her mother's room to look for her. When she opened the door, it was empty. She panicked and shouted and looked around in the small house, but she couldn't find it.
I saw my mother. She stood at the door crying and shouting, crying until she burst into tears, but there was still no reply.
At this time, my father came back very drunk. He saw Xiaoyi lying at the door crying her heart out. The crying made him upset. He took out his belt and whipped Xiaoyi's petite body. Twelve years passed in a flash.
"I did it myself." Xiaoyi scratched her head.
"I made it myself, so awesome!" Xiaobei didn't care about any etiquette, just picked up a piece of scrambled egg with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
"No!" Xiaobei suddenly turned around, "Why is it the grandson of Quanchi? It should be Quanchi's grandmother. There are eggs first and then hens. Don't try to get around me." Xiaobei suddenly came back to his senses.
, there is still no answer to the dispute between her and Xiaoyi. She said that the eggs came first, and then the hens. Xiaoyi said that the hens came first, and then the eggs. She almost got fooled.
"Okay, whatever you say." Xiaoyi is not in the mood to talk nonsense with Xiaobei, and the serious business of coming to see her has not been done yet. "Please ask for leave and let me go somewhere." Xiaoyi
He looked at Xiaobei who was eating with gusto with a serious expression.