"Ouch! Where's my toothache medicine? Get it to me right now, it hurts so much!"
Inside the villa, Zhang Jianjun leaned back on the sofa, clutching his toothache. The toothache had completely robbed him of the exhilarating feeling he had when he was eating candied hawthorns.
As the saying goes, a toothache isn't a disease, but it can be excruciating.
Although Zhang Jianjun's family wasn't wealthy when he was a child, he was never short of candy.
Which child doesn't like candy?
Zhang Jianjun also loves to eat it.
Eating too much of this will result in bad teeth.
My teeth were mostly eaten away by cavities in my younger years.
I've taken good care of myself over the years and haven't had a toothache in a long time.
I didn't expect that eating too many candied hawthorns today would knock me out.
“Master, I’ve already called and told the young master that you can’t eat so many candied hawthorns. It’s not that you’re being willful. Now look, the young master will be back after get off work tonight. You can talk to him then.”
Sister Wang came over with warm water and medicine, and said with a stern face.
I never realized before that the old man, at his age, still had such a good appetite.
Candied hawthorn skewers are indeed delicious, but they're all sugar, so how can you eat dozens of them in one go!
It would be strange if I didn't have a toothache!
Zhang Jianjun was in so much pain he couldn't speak. When he heard that Zhang Mingyuan would be coming back that night, his toothache intensified.
After taking the medicine, he closed his eyes, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Sister Wang.
She used all her intelligence to sneakily eat candied hawthorns. If it weren't for her toothache, Sister Wang would never have discovered that she had finished all the candied hawthorns.
The more I think about it, the more frustrated I become.
These teeth are just not cooperating!
They'll pull all their teeth out and replace them with dentures!
......
When Zhang Mingyuan returned home from get off work that evening, he saw that both sides of his father's face were swollen and fell silent for a moment.
Okay, don't say anything, let's go to the hospital for an IV drip of anti-inflammatory medication first.
Zhang Mingyuan discovered that since his father retired, he has always been able to do things that subvert his understanding of the world.
It felt as if life had suddenly become more vibrant.
Unlike before, when they spent all their time working, their interactions were mostly about work, business, or urging each other to get married.
Unlike now, he acts like a child, throwing tantrums and making friends, although this brings him more trouble.
But he surprisingly enjoyed the feeling of being needed by his family.
"By the way, Dad, was there any candied hawthorn for me in the candied hawthorn you ate?"
On the way to the hospital, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly thought of this and turned to look at his father with burning eyes.
Zhang Jianjun: ......
My son's grown up, he's not so easy to fool anymore!
Lin Zhou did indeed say that he would take some back so that everyone could try it.
But the name wasn't explicitly mentioned.
So even if he ate it all, it doesn't count as eating his son's share, right?
"No, they were all given to me by Kobayashi."
Zhang Mingyuan knew about Lin Zhou's cooking skills.
Those porridges were delicious, and they tasted just as good as candied hawthorns.
Otherwise, his father wouldn't have eaten it all by himself.
"So Lin Zhou is selling candied hawthorns this week?"
Zhang Mingyuan, as expected of a shrewd businessman, immediately sensed the key point.
"Yes, Xiaolin's cooking skills are really amazing. Even a simple candied hawthorn is made differently from ordinary candied hawthorn. It's as beautiful as an art piece, crystal clear."
Zhang Jianjun still gets a sweet and sour taste in his mouth when he recalls it.
Once you taste it, it's so delicious you can't stop eating it.
They were sweet and sour, and you could eat them one after another. They were all gone in no time.
It's completely out of control.
"So you didn't leave me a single one?"
The way Zhang Mingyuan looked at his father had started to change.
When he went hiking to buy porridge, he thought of bringing a portion for his dad.
Unexpectedly, his father ate a whole skewer of candied hawthorns and didn't leave any for him. Is he the only one putting on this father-son bond?
Zhang Jianjun looked at the roof of the car and out the window, but he wouldn't look at Zhang Mingyuan.
With that guilty look, what's not to understand?
Zhang Mingyuan sighed softly.
Do you know where Lin Zhou is setting up his stall this week?
Lu Qian liked candied hawthorn berries at first sight.
Just when he was worried about not being able to go on a date to have porridge on the mountaintop and what excuse he could use to ask Lu Qian out, the opportunity came.
Zhang Jianjun: ......
Seeing his father's silence, Zhang Mingyuan sighed again.
"Never mind, I'll ask myself."
Zhang Mingyuan and Lin Zhou also have each other on WeChat.
I took out my phone and sent a message asking for your information.
Lin Zhou returned home after closing his stall and saw the message, also pondering this question.
This week's task doesn't specify the time or location for setting up a stall; you just need to sell 500 skewers of candied hawthorn every day.
I visited several places today, and I was able to set up a stall in each one.
If we're talking about the place with the highest foot traffic and the highest spending power, it has to be the International Foreign Language Primary School.
Those elementary school students are all very rich!
He went at a bad time today, setting up his stall before the students' afternoon classes started, so many students didn't have time to buy anything.
If I set up a stall around lunchtime when school lets out, I could probably sell 500 skewers in one lunch break.
Running around setting up a stall in the sweltering summer heat is too tiring.
Lin Zhou's first choice is the International Foreign Language Primary School, which allows him to complete tasks in the shortest time and in the easiest way while also earning money.
That's what I said to Zhang Mingyuan as well.
Zhang Mingyuan acknowledged receipt.
Neither of them were talkative people, so they finished their conversation in a couple of sentences and ended it.
Lin Zhou ate a simple dinner and then began to enjoy his leisurely life after get off work.
Specific behavior: Playing video games while lying in bed!
Then I go to bed at 11 pm and get up at 7 am.
The main focus is on going to bed early and waking up early.
This is what a normal daily routine should be like!
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