Chapter 29 029 Removed from Group Chat [First Update]
The food was so delicious that everyone praised it. Before leaving, the Qu family even added Wen's mother's contact information.
Qu Qingqing's aunt has been talking about next year.
"Little Smarty is taking the college entrance exam this year, shall we hold it here too?"
Uncle Qu's gaze drifted to his mother in front of him: "Everything is fine... Hey, what about Mom's 80th birthday..."
Aunt Qu sighed helplessly, "That's still more than a year away."
"We should book a place early; I think this place's business will be good in the future."
Qu Xiaoyu walked at the very back, with red envelopes from relatives in her pocket and gifts from Yang Tao and a few others in her hand.
Yang Tao, Zhang Da, and Gao Yun chipped in to buy a pair of headphones, while Zhang Shan and Yang Fei gifted them a wallet from a niche brand.
Qu Xiaoyu was about to get up to help Wen's mother clear the table when her friends chased her away, saying, "We don't need you. Hurry up and take her away."
After happily tidying up the table, Wen's mother gave the young people a half-day off.
Of course, it's also to give our own family members a holiday.
After the family finished cleaning up the shop, they returned home.
Wen's mother cooked a large pot of mung bean soup. Wen Fan and Wen's father were sitting in the living room with nothing to do, so they finally turned on the TV.
Hearing the sound of the television, Wen's mother suddenly realized that she had been busy lately, and even when she took a break, it was only by stealing moments from her busy schedule. It seemed like it had been a long time since the three of them had been able to watch television together so leisurely.
Mr. Wen kept changing TV channels, but he couldn't find a program he liked. However, he caught a glimpse of his daughter out of the corner of his eye, who seemed quite interested in a palace drama. So Mr. Wen stopped and awkwardly started watching the TV series that he didn't understand.
Wen's mother brought out the mung bean soup and sat down as well.
Wen Fan subconsciously picked up the mung bean soup and took two sips, his eyes never leaving the television.
As he watched, Wen Fan leaned against his mother.
It wasn't until the end credits rolled on TV that Wen Fan snapped out of his reverie, still feeling a bit lost in thought.
"This show..."
"Never mind," Wen Fan swallowed his words.
Although television's understanding of the imperial palace is still too one-sided, Wen Fan was still very engrossed in watching the "palace intrigue" as seen through the eyes of later generations.
The result of being obsessed is—
Wen Fan disrupted his rhythm and stayed up all night.
As dusk settled, Wen Fan realized that he hadn't studied or done his homework that day.
She bit her lower lip, regretting her lack of self-control.
Wen's mother persuaded them to leave the house: "It's no big deal to rest for a day. Come on, let's not cook today, let's go out to eat."
Taking their pouting daughter out the door, Mr. and Mrs. Wen each rode a small electric scooter, and the family of three headed straight for the nearby night market street.
The city is brightly lit at night, and since it's summer vacation, even the night markets are packed with people, with all sorts of food stalls lining both sides of the road.
Wen Fan's bad mood was once again captivated by these unfamiliar snacks, and then, under his daughter's expectant gaze, Wen's father went from stall to stall to buy some.
Takoyaki, grilled fish tofu, stir-fried tripe, rice noodles...
Wen Fan tried everything and gave the snacks in modern society extremely high praise.
Although not everything may taste perfectly, ingenuity is always a rare and valuable skill in cooking.
After walking from beginning to end, Wen Fan had eaten almost everything, but his father was already feeling uncomfortably full.
So the family went around to another street, which was full of stalls selling toys or ring toss games.
The stall owner's sign read, "Ten rings for thirty yuan."
Wen Fan became interested; in ancient times, there was also a saying about wrestling.
During the festival, vendors would set up tents with colorful silk ribbons, inside which were gambling booths. They would display brightly colored hats and combs, pearl and jade earrings, and even bouquets, boots, and toys that children liked. People would play ring toss, draw prizes, spin wheels, or toss coins. If they won, they could take something home.
Wen Fan had heard about how lively the festivals were in his previous life, but he had only ever seen them with his own eyes once.
Now, in front of her are ring toss stalls, balloon poppers, and beanbag toss stalls.
Seeing that she was interested, Wen's father bought her a ring for thirty yuan.
"Give it a try."
The stall owner had a smiling face. He handed out ten rings and cheerfully greeted them, "We have a lot of styles. Look, we even have rabbits!"
Each stall has different items; some sell cheap toy sets, while others sell goldfish and turtles. This particular stall specializes in a wide variety of things, with very few items being the same.
Wen Fan threw out a few rings and solved a Rubik's Cube.
After missing several shots, Wen Fan held his breath for the last one, and with a whoosh, he flew out of the circle, overshooting the target.
Just as the stall owner was about to say that he hadn't won, he saw the ring spinning around and eventually looping around a litter of puppies behind the stall.
A group of people burst into laughter, and the stall owner laughed too.
"What a coincidence."
He hooked the collar up, casually stroked the alert mother dog a few times, and turned to Wen Fan, saying, "These puppies are still too young. If you want them, wait half a month. Come and choose them then."
Wen Fan was about to suggest forgetting, but then she heard the whimpering of several puppies coming from their kennel. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the mother dog had puppies of similar color under her belly.
The stall owner said, "I didn't raise these dogs. They just stuck to me while I was setting up my stall here. If you don't want them, I'll have to give them away sooner or later."
Stray dogs are not as safe as stray cats on the street. This litter of dogs doesn't look like mixed breeds. The puppies have long ears and look especially cute.
The stall owner is a mobile vendor; he might be in this city this month, but he could be in another city next month. A big dog can be taken along, but it's too much trouble for a small dog to follow.
Mr. and Mrs. Wen exchanged a glance and softened their voices to their daughter: "If you want to raise it, then raise it. We have time at the shop and at home."
Wen Fan said, "It's not clean to keep the animals that eat in the shop," but his eyes didn't leave her.
Mr. Wen chuckled: "Don't worry, this dog looks quite well-behaved. If we clean it frequently, it won't get dirty."
The puppies were cuddly and cute, and although the mother dog was alert, she didn't bark at all behind the stall. She was clearly an obedient and good dog.
The stall owner picked up the puppy and let Wen Fan pet it. The puppy, which had just opened its eyes, had a bulging belly with the characteristic plumpness of a puppy, and its big ears drooped on both sides, which melted Wen Fan's heart.
"Okay, I'll come pick you up in half a month."
That night, the family had a great time at the night market and even decided on their future new family members.
When they got home, Wen's mother planned to prepare a doghouse for the puppy in advance.
Wen's father volunteered to find some wood and make one himself.
Wen's mother opened her phone to look for doghouse designs, and also glanced at the food delivery app and group messages.
Upon seeing this, Wen's mother couldn't help but laugh while holding her phone.
"These kids are hilarious."
The store is closed for one day today. Since the owner had given advance notice, all the regular customers knew about it, but those who rely on takeout for a living were stunned.
One by one, people were lamenting in the comments section of their food delivery orders.
[My world has collapsed! I've been waiting until 2 PM all day, and the shop still hasn't opened. I'm going to cry!]
I'm about to cry! I've become so picky about food here, I can't find a single takeout place that I like!
[Waaaaah, boss, why did you close down? Don't you know people are going to starve to death?]
I even set my alarm this morning, worried I'd miss out on the lunch rush, and you're telling me you're closed for the day?!
Right now, I'm at my desk in the office, eating awful takeout, tears of regret streaming down my face—why was I so stupid to take a day off yesterday! Not only did I miss out on food, but I'm also facing terrible news at work today.
Honestly, why did the store close for a day? They only said it was for personal reasons. Could it be that they'll be closing again?
[Don't scare me! What will I eat if they close down?!]
...
Seeing that the comments section had already built up to a huge thread, Wen's mother quickly replied with a comment below.
[Merchant's reply: No, it's not. Today was mainly for personal matters and I wanted to rest. We will be open as usual tomorrow.]
Wen's mother thought that since it was already evening, very few people would see this comment. But to her surprise, her phone started beeping shortly after she replied, with one message after another.
[Waaaaah, I just hope it opens tomorrow! This is the first time I've ever wished a store could be open 24 hours a day.]
【Yay! I'm ordering the most expensive one tomorrow!】
[What's the most expensive item up front? The beef rice bowl?]
Honestly, this shop owner is really conscientious; business is so good, yet they haven't raised prices. A noodle shop near my house has raised prices three times since it became popular online.
Actually... a slight price increase is fine. The other day I ordered beef rice, and my mom tasted it and said she wouldn't even buy such good beef at the market.
That's an exaggeration. While the food is good, it doesn't mean the ingredients are that high-quality. Otherwise, how would the restaurant make a profit?
...
As the replies below became increasingly off-topic, Wen's mother could only shake her head with a smile.
After ignoring the food delivery backend, Wen's mother opened the group chat, which was just as lively as before.
[Potato's family: Come back soon~ I can't bear this alone~]
[Winter Melon's brother-in-law, Watermelon: I'm really at my wit's end. What the hell did I eat for lunch today? I ordered a bowl of cold noodles, but it was sour, so I threw it away and ordered a bowl of rice noodles, but it was spilled. In the end, I wasn't full, so I went to buy a drink from the vending machine, but the drink was stuck!!!!]
[Tomato's wife, Egg: ...So pitiful, here's a picture.]
[Winter melon's brother-in-law, watermelon: image.jpg]
[Durian's Beloved: Waaaaah, when is the boss coming back? I'm having such a hard time deciding! I spent an hour searching through takeout orders at noon today and didn't get anything to eat.]
[Tomato's wife, Egg: Who can argue with that? We didn't get anything to eat for an hour, and ended up finishing it off in a vending machine with potato chips and a Coke!]
...
This group of poor kids made even Wen's mother feel sorry for them. She was about to reply in the group that everything would be as usual tomorrow and send out tomorrow's menu when...
Several messages popped up in the group chat in quick succession.
[Grandma Zhuangzhuang: @Group Admin, is the boss there? My child hasn't eaten all day and cried from hunger tonight. Could you make him something to eat? I'm coming over to pick it up now.]
[Grandma Zhuangzhuang: @Group Admin, the baby's been crying so much he's started hiccuping.]
[Grandma Zhuangzhuang: @Group Admin, what exactly do you put in your food? I'm craving it so much if I don't eat it for a day!]
...
If the first two messages made Wen's mother somewhat soft-hearted, then Zhuangzhuang's grandmother's last message undoubtedly made Wen's mother feel annoyed.
Ever since they started this small after-school program, Zhuangzhuang's maternal grandmother has been causing trouble. A few days ago, when Sun Mengyun and her husband were waging a price war, Zhuangzhuang's maternal grandmother was even more frantic, demanding that the Wen family lower their prices.
Later, seeing how determined Wen's mother was, Zhuangzhuang's maternal grandmother even threatened to stop ordering if the price wasn't lowered.
Although she continued to order meals every day as if nothing had happened, Wen's mother always felt uneasy.
Today was the same again.
Wen's mother didn't understand why Zhuangzhuang's maternal grandmother was always so self-righteous.
She typed with a frown.
Sorry, the store is currently closed. Please order tomorrow if you need anything. Also, if you have any questions about the food safety of the store, please provide evidence...
As soon as she finished typing, Wen's mother saw new messages popping up rapidly in the group chat.
[Potato's family: Hey! Where did this lunatic come from? Are you just spouting whatever comes to mind? You can blame others for your child's cravings? Why don't you blame yourself for having a mouth that only knows how to slander?]
[Winter Melon's brother-in-law, Watermelon: He's quick to label people, making them work without paying them. And then he demands overtime! If he just gave the boss a 200 yuan bonus, that would be fine, but it's only 15 yuan a day for food orders. He's always ordering people around. What, didn't you get a notification when the People's Republic of China was founded?]
[Durian's sweetheart: Get out of here! If you're worried about problems, don't click it. You're clicking and cursing at the same time. Are your left and right hemispheres arguing about who's in charge?]
...
Zhuangzhuang's grandmother was stunned. She never expected that her casual complaint would cause such a huge uproar in the group chat.
Before the boss could say anything, the group of customers who should have stood with her started cursing at her.
You people have absolutely no respect for the elderly or children!
These words caused an even bigger uproar among a group of young people who were already feeling anxious about their exams.
Respecting the elderly and caring for the young requires you to be a respectable elder yourself. You're just being unreasonable and nagging all the time!
I've disliked you for a long time. You were the one causing all the trouble before. If you don't want to eat, just leave the group!
[Exactly, just leave the group!]
Zhuangzhuang's grandmother was dumbfounded. Across the internet, these young people didn't listen to her at all. Not only that, even the parents of the children who knew her at the beginning of the group didn't say a word, clearly siding with these young people.
Wen's mother stepped forward at the opportune moment.
Thank you everyone for your support. @ZhuangzhuangLaolao, if you have any doubts, please provide evidence. If you don't have evidence, we are too tired to deal with your speculations, and we apologize that we can no longer provide you with services.
After saying that, Wen's mother clicked on the group management and removed Zhuangzhuang's grandmother from the group chat.
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