At Zhongzhou Ocean Driving School, a girl named Pei Shu helps in the cafeteria.
Washing vegetables, washing dishes, clearing tables, taking out trash, it’s a busy time.
When she went down the mountain years later, her pleading did not win the approval of her senior brother Bai Nanxian.
She was "guarded" by Yunzong disciples and forcibly sent back to the mountain.
But she escaped again, changed her name and appearance, and hid in a driving school to work odd jobs.
Her idea was very simple, not to disturb her senior brother, let alone let the disciples of Yun Zong find her. As long as she could look at the person she wanted to see from a distance and get closer to him. Even just one glance would be enough.
The love of childhood sweethearts, the love of childhood sweethearts, she has always been dependent on him, and she is dependent on him to the core.
So she couldn't bear the pain of lovesickness. When he was gone, every minute and second was a torturous day.
"Baixue, the cabbage is here." Chef Fatty Sun shouted at the top of his lungs.
Pei Shu, whose pseudonym is Bai Xue, trotted into the vegetable washing room, picked up a basket full of cabbage and moved it laboriously.
"Damn it, why haven't you cut it yet?" Fatty Sun said dumbfounded: "What the hell are you doing today? You're so confused. Dinner is about to begin."
"I, I forgot." Pei Shu was sweating profusely and apologized weakly: "I'm sorry, Brother Sun, is it too late to do it now?"
"Exchange, exchange for dried tofu." Fatty Sun said anxiously: "Leave the cabbage until evening. Go and keep an eye on the director. Don't let him find an opportunity to deduct our wages."
"Oh." Pei Shu responded stupidly, guarding the door of the kitchen like a thief, poking her head in. Not to mention how cute she looked.
Aunt Wang, who was washing vegetables, smiled and said, "Xiaoxue, how have you considered what I told you a few days ago?"
"Ah? What's the matter?" Pei Shu, who was feeling guilty, said in a panic: "Will I save the ribs for you for dinner? Or the meatballs."
Aunt Wang said with a black face: "Is that intentional?"
"My nephew works at the Vehicle Management Office and his family is in good condition. Are you interested in having a meal with him?"
"I showed him your photos and he was quite satisfied."
"Although I am seven or eight years older than you, being older has the advantage of caring for others."
Aunt Wang said earnestly: "You have no relatives, why don't you find a man to marry?"
"If your family doesn't care about you, you have to think about the future."
"Can I do odd jobs all my life? What's the point of my future?"
Pei Shu's face turned hot and he hesitated: "No, Aunt Wang, I sneaked out because of a quarrel with my family. I will go back during the Chinese New Year."
"Me, my parents are very good to me, especially my brother. I have to listen to them about my marriage."
Aunt Wang refused to give up and said, "Do you really want to stop thinking about it? My nephew has a car and a house, but because his vision is too high, he hasn't gotten married yet."
Fatty Sun, who was confused, interjected: "Hey, why did I hear that your nephew is almost forty years old?"
"I'm divorced and have a son who is 17 or 18 years old."
"Do you want Bai Xue to be your stepmother, or do you want Bai Xue to be your grandnephew's wife?"
Aunt Wang was furious, grabbed the cucumbers in the vegetable basket and threw them at Fatty Sun: "What's wrong with you? You'll be a low-life cook for the rest of your life."
"Hahahaha, that's better than an old widow like you."
Widow Wang stood up with her hands on her hips and cursed loudly.
Fatty Sun said sarcastically: "You are only in your fifties, but you still have charm. Instead of going around helping your nephew find a matchmaker, it would be better to make do with your nephew so that your wealth does not go to outsiders."
Widow Wang's face turned red and she rarely closed her mouth.
While cooking, Fatty Sun twisted his fat body and imitated: "Oh, good aunt, slow down."
