Chapter 64 My phone is with him, Wen Xingrui, you old bastard! ...

"What's wrong?" Wen Min walked up to the two people who were sighing and looking preoccupied, and asked, "What's troubling you? Why are you both so dejected after I left for a little while?"

Xu Sannian suddenly stood up. Seeing that Wen Min's expression seemed a little bad, he timidly asked, "Dean, what did that policeman say to you? Did we cause you any trouble?"

"No, it's not your business." Wen Min forced a smile. "Go home."

An Fusheng asked, "Mother Wen, will Xiao Ba be sent back to his father?"

"I don't know either." Wen Min sighed softly. "Let's go home, it's getting dark."

The police station was not far from the welfare home, so the group walked home.

As the autumn sun gradually sank into the clouds at dusk, its afterglow spilled out, turning the clouds golden and the sky a fiery red. The three of them walked silently toward the orphanage in the glow of the sunset.

Shortly after they left, a police car drove into the police station. The door opened, and a tall, thin young man got out and was then escorted into the police station by the police.

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By the time the three returned to the orphanage, it was completely dark.

As soon as they entered the gate, the children swarmed around them, asking all at once where they had gone, saying they would be starving if they didn't come back soon.

"I'll go cook," An Fusheng said.

"I'll go help." Xu Sannian followed him into the kitchen.

An Fusheng touched the refrigerator door and then remembered that he hadn't bought groceries today. However, before he could think about it, he instinctively opened the refrigerator door and saw all sorts of vegetables inside. "Did Aunt Lou go grocery shopping this afternoon?"

"Maybe," Xu Sannian said.

An Fusheng took out the dishes he planned to cook.

We probably arrived too late; there wasn't much to choose from, and the vegetables were all a bit old.

An Fusheng and Xu Sannian divided the work: cooking rice, washing vegetables, and stir-frying dishes.

"Wow! Master, you're amazing!"

Xu Sannian watched as An Fusheng swiftly sliced ​​a peeled potato into evenly thick slices. With a push of his hand, the potato slices fell neatly onto the cutting board. An Fusheng then raised his cleaver and, without pausing, transformed the potato slices into a pile of evenly sized potato shreds. Xu Sannian exclaimed, "It's like magic!"

"Practice makes perfect," An Fusheng said, his movements as he shredded potatoes remaining completely unaffected.

"When will I be this good?" Xu Sannian has now overcome her fear of fire, but her knife skills are still terrible.

"Are you cooking just for your mother, or do you genuinely enjoy cooking?" An Fusheng asked.

To be honest, An Fusheng thought Xu Sannian was very serious about learning to cook, and she was very smart. She could remember most of the recipes after An Fusheng explained them once. However, cooking involved smoke and fire, and washing and preparing vegetables hurt her hands, which was not good for a girl.

“At first, my dad gave me so much that I started learning,” Xu Sannian answered earnestly. “As I learned, I found that cooking is quite therapeutic, and watching others eat the food I made gives me a rare sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.”

"What did your father give you?" This was the first time An Fusheng had heard this reason.

“When I first came to the orphanage, I brought some vegetables back with me. My mother loved them, so my father asked me which restaurant I bought the vegetables from. He wanted to poach the chef from my family. I told him I couldn’t poach him because I was from the orphanage. So he gave me a huge sum of money to bribe me to become his apprentice and learn to cook for my mother.”

An Fusheng seized on the key point: "How much would your family pay you if we were to hire you as a chef?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but it's probably around 40,000 to 50,000 a month."

An Fusheng: "!!!!!"

Xu Sannian saw An Fusheng's expression change suddenly and asked uncertainly, "Do you want to go? You're so young, and you graduated from a prestigious university with a master's degree. Why don't you go to work for a big company but come to the orphanage to cook and take care of children? Isn't it because you grew up here and have deep feelings for this place, so you come to work here out of sentiment? Do you come to work at the orphanage for money?"

"How could it not be!" Anfu was so angry he was grinding his teeth. He was desperate for money, what kind of sentiment did he have left? He decided to retract his earlier praise of Xu Sannian's intelligence.

Xu Sannian: "Are you short of money?"

An Fusheng said decisively, "We're short!" Hesitating for even half a second would be disrespectful to money.

Xu Sannian shrank back. "Then I'll give you half of the money my dad gave me?"

“No, a gentleman loves money, but he earns it in a proper way. Your money isn’t mine,” An Fusheng said. He felt that it was none of his business to share the money that the father gave to his daughter.

"So, do you want to come work as a chef at my house?" Xu Sannian asked. "I can talk to my dad about it."

An Fusheng fell silent.

Although he initially came to the orphanage for a job, thanks to the original owner of the body, the orphanage's mothers and younger siblings treated him like family. The mothers' care and the younger siblings' dependence were too rare and precious for him, a helpless soul wandering in another world, and he simply couldn't bear to leave.

But he's short of money! Why would he need to open a restaurant if he could earn 40,000 or 50,000 a month?

What will happen to the family if he goes to work outside?

well……

A meal was prepared amidst Anfu Shengdi's anxieties and lamentations.

The children were already starving and were howling with hunger. As soon as the food was served, they all turned into gluttons and devoured it in no time.

An Fusheng's mood improved as he watched them pounce on their prey like hungry tigers.

After dinner, everyone played in the living room on the second floor as usual.

"Xiao Ai!"

"What's wrong?" Wen Min asked.

"My phone is missing," An Fusheng said, then called out again, "Xiao Ai!"

Xiao Ai didn't respond, but Wen Xingrui said "Hey".

"Did I put your phone in your pocket when I was in the alley?" An Fusheng opened the large pocket in front of Wen Xinglan's overalls. Inside, there were only two soggy cookies that Wen Xinglan had hidden, not his phone.

Wen Xinglan thought An Fusheng was going to steal his cookies, so he quickly covered his pockets with both hands and looked at him warily.

“Who wants your cookies?” An Fusheng asked him, “Did you see my phone?”

Wen Xinglan looked up at An Fusheng: "Cellphone."

An Fusheng: "Yes, did you see that?"

Wen Xinglan: "No."

An Fusheng asked Xu Sannian to call his phone, but Xu Sannian tried several times without getting through. "It's switched off. Could it have been stolen?"

"Impossible, right? Nobody came near me today." An Fusheng said as a statement, but he wasn't sure. He hadn't even noticed when his phone was almost stolen last time, but he hoped it wouldn't be like this time.

“I remember now, you seemed to have taken it out and used it this afternoon,” Xu Sannian said. “It was right after you asked that woman a question.”

"It seems so." An Fusheng's memory suddenly became clear; he had indeed looked up information on his phone that afternoon.

What happens after the investigation is completed?

Where did you put it?

I don't remember...

An Fusheng had no choice but to search frantically, turning the entire orphanage upside down, but still couldn't find the phone.

Could it really have been stolen? If so, wouldn't I have to spend money to buy a new phone? A phone costs several thousand yuan! An Fusheng's heart was bleeding.

...

The next day was the weekend.

An Fusheng originally wanted to sleep in, but as he lay there, he suddenly remembered that he had lost his phone. Losing his leisure time, he resolutely got up to work and earn money.

The online restaurant has almost completed all the preliminary procedures and is expected to go live next week. Today is the weekend and he has nothing to do, so he plans to make some dishes for everyone to try first, and if there are any problems, he can make adjustments in advance.

Thinking about going to buy groceries, An Fusheng was reminded of his lost phone again, and his heart ached once more. The restaurant would be open next week, and he couldn't do without a phone. He still had to go and buy a new one, which would cost several thousand yuan!

Wen Min had just paid him his salary the day before yesterday. Before he could even enjoy the freedom to do as he pleased with his salary, he was about to experience the chill of a life without it.

An Fusheng took Wen Xinglan to deliver her to Lou Lan.

"Are you going to buy groceries without eating breakfast?" Lou Lan asked.

"I'm not eating, I'm not in the mood," An Fusheng said, his heart aching.

The living room on the second floor of the welfare home is very large. In addition to the sofa area where everyone usually sits, there is also a spacious area that has been set up as a play corner for children. The play corner has solid wood flooring, which is kept very clean so that the children can rub it on the floor as they please.

Seeing Wen Xingrui sitting quietly in the book area, An Fusheng assumed he was reading and tried to tease him to ease his gloomy mood, "Xingrui, reading so early in the morning?"

Wen Xingrui had his back to him, completely ignoring An Fusheng.

"So serious? What book are you reading? At this rate, you'll either get into Tsinghua or Peking University..." An Fusheng stopped talking when he saw what Wen Xingrui was fiddling with in his hand. He shouted angrily, "Wen Xingrui, you old bastard!"

"What's wrong?" Lou Lan asked.

"My phone!" An Fusheng pointed angrily at Wen Xingrui, his hand trembling. "My phone is with him!"

Wen Xingrui looked up at An Fusheng and gave him a very friendly smile: "Hehe!"

An Fusheng: "Sixth Brother!"

...

Tasting dishes requires different opinions. The more people who taste the food, the more opinions can be collected. However, what the welfare home is actually opening is just a small online restaurant. Moreover, because of the special nature of the welfare home, the restaurant has to operate within various rules and regulations. It is also in the exploratory stage, so every step has to be taken with caution. They are not comfortable inviting professional chefs or the like. In the end, they chose to invite Fang Wangxi's family, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Xu, to come and have a meal on the weekend.

The invitee gladly accepted.

An Fusheng and Xu Sannian went to the market early in the morning to buy fresh ingredients, and then prepared and cooked the dishes according to the menu.

Because the guests were so eager for the food, everyone had already arrived before the dishes were even started.

An Fusheng and Xu Sannian were busy in the kitchen, while the leisurely diners would wander over to the vegetable garden in the back and then wander over to the kitchen to urge them on.

Xu Sannian brandished the peeler, peeling potatoes with a clattering sound, muttering to himself, "We haven't even opened for business yet, and the hardship has already arrived. But it's okay, no pain, no gain, no gain!"

When Xu's mother walked into the kitchen and heard Xu Sannian's words, she almost burst out laughing. However, she was quite surprised that her daughter was so hardworking. "Do you need any help?" Xu's mother asked.

"No need, just wait to eat," Xu Sannian said boldly.

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Author's Note: My darlings, I have a dinner party tomorrow night, so I'll be taking a day off. I'll update 6,000 words the day after tomorrow to make up for tomorrow's part (I don't even know if I can finish writing it, so I'm just rambling on here...).