He said a little disappointed, "Originally, I wanted to wait for the boss to be discharged from the hospital and let you come to live with me. I didn't expect that sister-in-law, you were so thoughtful and bought a house."
Jin Zhengtai looked at Lin Min with eyes full of admiration and envy at the same time.
I envy my boss for marrying such a beautiful and capable wife.
He longed in his heart that he must ask his sister-in-law to introduce him to someone in the future.
Introduce someone as capable as her.
"Sister-in-law, no problem, I will accompany you tomorrow morning."
Jin Zhengtai naturally agreed to Lin Min's request unconditionally and happily.
"Okay, thank you, Xiaojin. Let's meet at the credit union in front of the military hospital tomorrow morning."
She went to withdraw money.
"Can."
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As soon as Lin Yongqiang got off work in the afternoon, he went to the Sichuan restaurant with great interest to find Li Qiumei.
Li Qiumei hasn't gotten off work yet, she's still washing dishes in the kitchen, her hands are frozen.
Lin Yongqiang felt that he would make a lot of money soon, so it would be okay to come over for a meal today.
I sat down directly there and ordered two hard dishes.
I also asked for a bowl of rice.
The waiter in the restaurant knew Lin Yongqiang and knew that he was the son of the dishwasher in the kitchen.
After serving food to Lin Yongqiang and going to the kitchen, he casually mentioned to Li Qiumei that her son was here.
Li Qiumei was sitting on a small bench on the floor in the back kitchen. There was a large stainless steel basin in front of her with a pile of dishes. In this era, automatic dishwashers were not yet popular in restaurants.
The dishes are washed manually.
Li Qiumei has a particularly heavy workload in one day.
Especially during meal time, she kept washing and washing non-stop.
In the middle of winter, my hands got frostbite and my fingers had cracks.
She was not the only one in the restaurant, the waiter's hands were also frozen.
After returning to the dormitory at night, they washed it with hot water and soap, applied stick oil, and then wrapped it in a plastic bag. It would be better the next morning.
However, you have to touch the water during the day, and, like Li Qiumei's job, you basically can't get your hands out of the dishwater in a day.
In the past, when she was in her hometown, she basically didn't go into the kitchen. These words were attributed to Lin Min. When Lin Min was in school, she could barely cook, and the pot would be cooked by Lin Jinshun or Lin Min.
Cleanse.
I have never been so offended.
Recently, at the count of nine, the weather was getting colder and colder, and Li Qiumei couldn't hold on any longer.
I plan to discuss with Tang Jingshu about changing my job.
It's best to be able to do your job as a nanny.
Although being a nanny also involves working and cooking, it is definitely not that hard, and the environment is much better than in a restaurant. After all, families who can afford a nanny are certainly not ordinary.
family.
At this moment, Li Qiumei was enduring the sore pain from the cracked wound on her hand caused by the detergent, washing a stack of plates that the waiter had just brought in.
The chef in the kitchen was still urging, "Hey, Li Qiumei, hurry up. It's almost time for dinner. Why haven't you washed your bowl of dishes yet?"
When Li Qiumei heard the master's urging, she sat on the small bench and hunched over and said, "Right away, right away."
"Sister Li, your son is here." The waiter came in, saw her, and said casually.
"What? My Yongqiang is here?" When Li Qiumei heard the waiter's words, she raised her head in surprise and looked at her.
The service voice was a little weird, "Yes, I'm waiting outside for the food to be served. I ordered several hard dishes."
When Li Qiumei heard that Lin Yongqiang came to the restaurant, she didn't come to her immediately, but instead ordered food and started eating. Her face suddenly twisted with anger.
Of course, what she was even more afraid of was that Lin Yongqiang's prodigal son would come to the restaurant to eat, and the money for the meal would be deducted from her salary.
She earns one hundred and fifty yuan a month.
If he came to eat more often and ordered more hard dishes pretending to be wealthy, her entire month's salary would be deducted.
Li Qiumei became anxious and planned to go out and take a look.
She stood up and turned around in a hurry. As a result, she accidentally kicked over a stack of plates that she had just washed and had not been put on the chopping board.
Just listen to a clang...
A stack of plates fell over and shattered into pieces!
The crisp sound attracted everyone's attention.
The chef of the restaurant is the boss's younger brother. He is a man in his thirties. His surname is Zhang. Everyone calls him Master Zhang.
His appearance corresponds to that sentence. He has a big head and a thick neck. He is not a wealthy man but a workman.
Master Zhang's fat body is wearing a large chef's uniform. He is fat, and he wears thick clothes in winter. The extra-large chef's uniform still looks very good on him.
It's tight, as if it can be stretched with a little force.
He walked over with a sullen and fat face, saw the debris on the ground, and began to scold Li Qiumei unceremoniously, "Li Qiumei, how do you do your job? I asked you to wash the dishes faster.
.If you were good at it and it was smashed to pieces, what else could you do in a day?"
Li Qiumei was cold and frightened. She was trembling, nodded and bowed to admit her mistake, "Chef, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The head chef had a sinister look on his face, his fat face shaking with anger, "You are so careless in your work, I can fire you."
"Master Zhang, please don't fire me. I really didn't mean to do it. I will pay attention to it in the future and never make the same mistake again." My salary is about to be paid, and I can't be fired at this time.
remove.
"Let's count how many plates we dropped and deduct them from our wages." After Master Zhang finished speaking, he looked at Li Qiumei again with a majestic tone, "Why don't you clean it up quickly?"
"Okay, okay." Li Qiumei was filled with annoyance because her salary was going to be deducted, but she dared not say anything.
I could only use a broom and dustpan to sweep up the debris.
Lin Yongqiang's food had been served. He asked the waiter who served him, "Where is my mother? Is she finished?"
The waiter replied, "Your mother broke the plate and is being reprimanded by the head chef. She might be fired."
"What?" Lin Yongqiang heard this and became anxious, "Fired?"
He didn't bother to eat, put down the chopsticks in his hands, got up and went to the kitchen.
"Hey, you can't go over there." Customers can't enter the back kitchen at will.
Lin Yongqiang never cared about this. If Li Qiumei came to see her and no one told him, he would just run straight into the kitchen.
For this reason, Li Qiumei was criticized several times by the head chef.
Li Qiumei reminded Lin Yongqiang several times that he was here today, but he didn't go to the back because he was smart enough to sit and eat while waiting for people to get off work.
At this moment, when he heard that his mother would be fired, he rushed in without thinking much.
As a result, when I walked in, I saw my mother cleaning up the broken pieces of the plate, and the head chef was still cursing beside me.
He said ugly words and asked her to pay for the dish,
When Li Qiumei went to pick up the fragments, she accidentally cut her hand.
Blood came out immediately.
Master Zhang became even more angry and looked at her with disgust, "Look what you can do? If you drop the plate, you can even cut your hand by sweeping up the crumbs!"
"Mom!" Lin Yongqiang hurried over, squatted down, and looked at her hand, "What's going on?"
"I accidentally knocked over the plate."
"What's wrong? I think you did it on purpose, to be lazy on purpose!" Master Zhang scolded from the side.
