"Then...what other supplies do you have here?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked, suppressing her anger.
"Everything is gone. Come earlier next time for dinner." After saying this, the woman continued to pick up the sweater on the table and started knitting.
“······” Zhao Zhenzhu’s face turned red with anger.
It was the first time that Zhao Zhenzhu was ignored so completely.
No wonder all the state-owned restaurants went bankrupt a few years later.
With such a service attitude, how could they not go bankrupt?
"Sister Mei~! It's me! What's wrong? Are all the supplies for today gone?" At this time, He Bo heard the noise, hurried over and asked.
"Oh! It's Xiao He! The food is indeed sold out, but I can ask the chef to make it now. Those dishes on the blackboard are impossible as the daily supply is limited. How about noodles?" When the woman saw He Bo, she finally put away her "stepmotherly face".
The woman's name is Liu Yumei, and she just bought a watch from He Bo yesterday.
In Liu Yumei's mind, He Bo is a "capable person". Liu Yumei doesn't want to break up with He Bo.
"Sister, can we eat noodles?" He Bo asked Zhao Zhenzhu.
"Sure, you can eat anything you want." Zhao Zhenzhu nodded and said weakly.
Zhao Zhenzhu now just wanted to fill her stomach and leave here quickly. It would be best if she could stay away from Zhou Bingchen.
She knew that nothing good would happen if she met Zhou Bingchen.
Zhao Zhenzhu would never admit that she was taking her anger out on others.
"Sister Mei, then give us four bowls of noodles! You can't just fool us with vegetarian noodles. It's better to have meat. Even without meat, you should add two poached eggs." He Bo said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the beef brisket is ready. If it is, I'll ask the chef to make you four bowls of beef brisket noodles." After Liu Yumei finished speaking, she hurried to the kitchen.
"Sister, don't be angry. This is how waiters in state-owned restaurants are." He Bo advised softly.
"I'm not angry, I just feel it's a pity that I didn't get to eat the dishes I wanted." Zhao Zhenzhu smacked her lips, sighed, and said.
"Sister, there's still a long time to go! If you missed it this time, you can come back next time. Next time you come to the county town, I'll treat you to a meal. Let's come over at mealtime." He Bo said with a smile.
"No need for you to invite me, I'll come by myself next time." Zhao Zhenzhu then smiled.
Yes! There is still a long way to go!
If I can’t eat the chef’s food today, can’t I just come and eat it next time?
At this time, Zhou Bingchen came over and asked, "Zhenzhu, what happened just now?"
Zhou Bingchen had just gone to the toilet and heard Liu Yumei's snoring from afar. He came over and saw that Zhao Zhenzhu was unhappy, so he couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Zhenzhu frowned and didn't want to talk to Zhou Bingchen.
They only show up after the problem has been solved, and anything they say is hindsight.
Why ask now? Will asking let her eat braised pork and pickled fish?
"Brother-in-law, it's past dinner time and all the dishes I want to eat are sold out. I can only make do with a bowl of noodles." He Bo said.
At this time, Liu Yumei came out from the kitchen with four bowls of noodles and called He Bo to come over to pay.
Zhao Zhenzhu hurriedly stood up, went to the window to pay the money and food coupons, then took a bowl of noodles and put it on the table.
"Pearl, I can carry it myself." Zhou Bingchen said with a smile.
"This bowl of noodles is for me to eat. If you want to eat it, go get it yourself." Zhao Zhenzhu rolled her eyes at Zhou Bingchen and said unhappily.
Zhou Bingchen felt sad.
Sure enough, Pearl really wanted a divorce.
In the past, whenever Pearl made something delicious, she would serve him the first bowl. He couldn't refuse.
When Zhou Bingchen stood up to serve the noodles, He Bo asked softly, "Sister, did you have a fight with your brother-in-law?"
"He Xiaobo, don't talk while eating." After saying this, Zhao Zhenzhu buried her head in the bowl and started eating noodles in big mouthfuls.
He Bo didn't dare to speak anymore.
Even if He Bo was slow-witted, he could see that Zhao Zhenzhu and Zhou Bingchen were definitely having a conflict.
After eating the noodles, He Bo made an excuse that he had something to do and took Erniu away.
After Zhao Zhenzhu finished eating, she stood up and walked towards the bus station without even looking at Zhou Bingchen.
Zhao Zhenzhu remembered that there was a bus to Taohua Town at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhao Zhenzhu doesn't want to miss it.
Zhou Bingchen followed Zhao Zhenzhu silently.
Zhao Zhenzhu was still angry, and Zhou Bingchen didn't dare to provoke her again. He just hoped that Zhao Zhenzhu would be no longer angry when he got home.
After returning to Taohua Town and getting off the car, Zhao Zhenzhu walked towards her parents' home.
"Zhenzhu, aren't you going back to Zhoujia Village?" Zhou Bingchen was anxious and couldn't help but ask.
"No reply." Zhao Zhenzhu said coldly.
"Zhenzhu, I think we need to have a good talk. Let's go back to Zhoujia Village tonight!" Zhou Bingchen said, holding Zhao Zhenzhu's arm.
"If you want to go back, go back by yourself. Don't force me." Zhao Zhenzhu shook off Zhou Bingchen's hand in annoyance and accidentally hit Zhou Bingchen's wound.
"Ouch~!" Zhou Bingchen cried out in pain.
Zhao Zhenzhu was stunned.
The feeling just now was not right. Zhou Bingchen... was injured?
As expected, Zhao Zhenzhu felt a little nervous for a moment.
"Pearl, I'm fine." Zhou Bingchen said with a smile on his face.
"Oh." Zhao Zhenzhu responded coldly and walked forward.
They were already preparing for a divorce, so what did it have to do with her whether Zhou Bingchen was injured or not?
However, Zhao Zhenzhu felt a little depressed.
After Zhao Zhenzhu walked for a while, she found that Zhou Bingchen was still following her.
"Zhou Bingchen, why are you following me instead of going home?" Zhao Zhenzhu got angry.
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