Pastoral Daily Life

Before Tiny Garden closed, the police brought Dahei back.

After Lu Lingxi checked that Dahei was unharmed, he politely thanked the policeman who brought Dahei. The police officer complimented Dahei in front of Lu Lingxi, and Lu Lingxi happily took out a bag of grapes for the man to take back to eat. The police officer was very pleased when he saw it. He thought that since Fang Lei could borrow the dog from here, he probably knew Lu Lingxi, so he didnt refuse too much.

Not long after the police left, Lu Lingxi and Yan Yue packed up and took Dahei to Xiaohuas Home Cooking Restaurant.

The restaurant had been open for some time and had gained a firm foothold in the neighbourhood. When the people mentioned it, they all said the food was delicious. The lady boss was a real deal, and the food was clean so that people could eat with confidence. Every day, from noon to night, business was booming. There were also people who came from other places to eat, and they gave it a thumbs up after eating.

A few days ago, Xiao Feng also had a discussion with Wang Shuxiu. After the two got married, they would look at expanding the area of the small restaurant and recruiting a few more people. Wang Shuxiu wouldnt be so tired then and would just be the boss with peace of mind. Wang Shuxiu didnt say anything, but she was happy to hear it in her heart. Life now was like a dream to her. Half a year ago, she never thought that one day she would live so comfortably.

When Lu Lingxi and Yan Yue came over, there were still many people in the restaurant. The two of them rolled up their sleeves to help, but Wang Shuxiu stopped them. Business had been good for a while, and the restaurant had just recruited two waiters, so there were already enough people in the kitchen and there was no need for them to add to the mess. “Go upstairs and wait for dinner, Ive stewed a chicken for you, its a tonic for the cold weather. Its been stewed at noon, Ill just fry it later.” Wang Shuxiu said and went to fry it, sending Yi Hang upstairs as well, so that the three of them could eat together.

“Lao San, Brother Yan.”

Yi Hang brought up a bowl of grapes, greeted them and went to squeeze in with Lu Lingxi. He was so used to being close to Lu Lingxi that he completely ignored Yan Yues black face. Yan Yue had a sour taste in his mouth. Lu Lingxi and Yi Hang looked the same age, and every time seeing them together, Yan Yue would wonder if he was getting a bit old. Yi Hang didnt care what Yan Yue thought and pulled Lu Lingxi closer to chat with him. What he talked about was Zheng Tan and Bai Yuan.

It seemed that Zheng Tan had a good life. He already liked cars, so learning to repair cars was also a hobby. Bai Yuan was a bit pitiful, though. He had been learning to cook for a few months now and was still practising cutting radishes. He said that his father had enrolled him in a “gold medal chef” class, which took two years to complete, of which half a year was spent on cutting radishes alone.

After Lu Lingxis “lost his memeory”, in Zheng Tans and Bai Yuans words, he became a lot more boring, plus they were far away, so they would just call and text to ask about Lu Lingxis health. The two of them usually chatted with Yi Hang about trivial matters of life, and then Yi Hang passed them onto Lu Lingxi to gossip.

As expected, Lu Lingxi was a little surprised to hear that Bai Yuan was still cutting radishes, “To cut radishes for half a year?”

Yi Hang nodded with quite a bit of sympathy, “Lao Si (Old Fourth) is not as good as me. I have no problem getting my hands on stir-frying now but he is probably afraid of touching a pan.” When he said that, Yi Hangs eyes suddenly brightened, and he pulled Lu Lingxi closer and lowered his voice, “Lao San, how about you let Lao Si come here and follow your mother? Its much better than learning from a gold medal chef.”

It was definitely okay for Bai Yuan to come to the small restaurant, but… Lu Lingxi said worriedly: “Will Uncle Bai agree?”

Yi Hang snorted, “Lao San, are you stupid, this thing must be done before asked, ah, have you forgotten the past, la?”