"Lan Yan, have you ever seen a female chef?" A middle -aged woman came in and glanced at Su Hanyan, "Cherish it! I think! You still find a man to marry! You see, two in the yard, two in the yard, two in the yard.
Lou Xiao Li, the auto repair factory, can earn six or seven thousand every month ... "
"What's wrong with six or seven thousand? Cherish so beautifully, make the cooking so well, why do you have to find it in this yard?" Lan Yan glanced at her dissatisfied, "Cherish, come, I will help you bring your house.
Go. ""
She twisted out of the kitchen with her plate, and Su Hanyan followed the dishes.
After entering the house, Lan Yan put the vegetables on the small table by the window, and said with a low voice: "Find, and find a good for Congcong. I know you are distressed by your brother. If you find someone who abandons your brother,
Don't you have to make trouble? Don't listen to Aunt Xia, that guy can't, I don't look at it all day. "
Su Hanyan pursed his lips and laughed, "Cong Cong, come here for dinner."
"Cherish, do you understand what my words?"
"Understand, thank you Lan Yan." Su Hanyan was grateful.
I have been here for three months. In some places, I still have more enthusiastic Lan Yan to take care of.
"Lan Yan, eat some dishes." She put the chopsticks.
Lan Yan was not polite. He picked up his chopsticks and bent slightly, and he was fed into his mouth. "Well! I said, your cooking skills are simply great."
Cong Cong sat down on the small chair, raised his head and looked at Lan Yan stupidly, "The meals made by my sister are the best, Congcong loves to eat."
"Boy, this is your blessing!" Lan Yan touched Lin Congcong's head lovingly.
Then he turned his head and saw a photo hanging on the wall. The woman above was Wu Qing, who was kind.
"Cherish, if you can become a home, your mothers will definitely be pleased."
"I just need Cong Cong ..." Su Hanyan gave me the rice and handed it to Cong Cong.
Lan Yan nodded, sighed, and said, "Okay, your sister and brother eat well. After a while, I asked my family to ride a battery car to send Cong for class. He did not have a night shift today.
Rest. "
"Thank you Lan!"
"You're welcome!" Lan Yan laughed.
Lin Congcong's course on the weekend evening is intellectual rehabilitation lessons. Because of his age, his results are not significant.
Su Hanyan did not refuse Lan Yan's kindness, it was because he was too tired.
That restaurant is not small, Su Hanyan is working there, and you have to rush over at 6:30 every morning.
Washing dishes, delivery of meals ...
After two o'clock in the afternoon, the guests had fewer guests, and she returned to Cong Cong for lunch.
You have to rush back to the restaurant at three o'clock to help organize the ingredients needed for dinner.
Except for each weekend, the boss will let her get off work at five o'clock. Usually it is almost 8:30 to go home.
Fortunately, when she was not in class, Cong Cong was also very good. She went to work, and he painted alone at home.
Such a life is really tired and difficult.
But Su Hanyan felt that she could only forget the sad experience of the past.
She doesn't want to make herself quiet. Once she does not do things, the darkness will compell her relentlessly.
At 9:30, Lan Yan's lover sent Cong Cong back.
Su Hanyan quickly appreciated the truth.
Seeing her so polite, saying, "Cherish, what's so polite to us? However, I think the job in your restaurant is tired and salary.