Chapter 318 Oh no! Dad is missing!
While the man was still savoring the aftertaste of the powder, there was suddenly a sound of dense footsteps in the corridor.
All the aunts and uncles rushed in, surrounded the man, looked left and right, and all had question marks on their faces.
"What's wrong?"
Naturally, the younger sister would not miss this good opportunity to insult her brother, and immediately began to describe it vividly.
What?
You're trying to steal food from other people's bowls?! How shameful!
Everyone was stunned.
"That's right!" my sister added fuel to the fire. "The staff even picked up a stool and were about to hit him!"
man:……
This bastard!
His ears turned red with shame and he glared at his sister.
"Ahem, I was just too hungry... I couldn't control myself for a moment!"
"It's just a bowl of noodles. We sell them downstairs. Let's go home and eat."
A grandmother on crutches squeezed to the front, pulling her grandson.
"It's different. It's completely different."
"When the food comes out from the cafeteria, you'll know for sure if you try it. If it doesn't taste good, you can even kill me!"
The man swore with great confidence, his eyes shining with excitement.
"Pah, pah, pah, stop saying those nonsense about whether you're going to die or not. Poor grandpa... wuwu..."
The keyword was suddenly triggered, and grandma couldn't help but wipe away her tears with a handkerchief.
Then he tapped the floor seriously with his cane.
"Hurry up! Your grandpa is getting cold in the jar. Let's settle him down first."
The words woke the man up from his dream, and he finally remembered the important matter.
I looked at my watch and saw that there were still more than three hours before the cafeteria opened for lunch.
He swallowed and counted down silently in his mind.
Okay, then let’s take care of grandpa first.
As soon as the family members left, the two staff members popped their heads out of the window, smacking their lips and complaining:
"I'm really impressed. How can there be such a person?"
I ate two rice noodles, which was really sad! They had absorbed the essence of the broth!
"That's right, you said our work environment has to be fire-proof, theft-proof, and even guarded against family members stealing food. Fuck you!"
The two were complaining enthusiastically when He Jie came over with a wrinkled nose and a curious look on his face.
"What the hell are you two doing? Why is there such a strong smell?"
"Um... nothing much, just minced meat noodles, Uncle He!"
The tall and thin man quickly handed over the bowl as if he was presenting a treasure, with a smile on his face.
After all, if you slack off and eat noodles at work, you will be fined if you are really investigated.
It’s better to strike first and try to please them first.
He Jie's eyes lit up and he was very surprised.
“Wow, it looks pretty good!”
The young people looked at him expectantly and asked him to try it out quickly.
He Jie didn't mind, he picked up the big bowl and took a sip.
“Ha~”
"Slurp~ Um...you two shouldn't just stand there, there are people waiting in line outside to get into the furnace."
As he slurped the noodles, he gave vague instructions, determined to keep these two portions of private noodles for himself.
Young people: ...
Good job, old fox! Just give it a try, but is this really the right thing for you?
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11 o'clock in the morning.
After strolling around the area, Su Chen and Butler Ding arrived at the cafeteria on time, changed their clothes, and went straight to the rice noodle stall.
Master Kong came earlier than usual, and when he saw Su Chen, his attitude became more attentive.
"Um, Brother Su, I've cleaned up the countertops at the rice noodle stall."
"Call me anytime if you need me."
Master Kong knew that Su Chen was a real talent, although he didn't understand why the other party would condescend to come to such a stall.
But that didn't stop him from hugging the thigh tightly.
Of course, the most important thing is to maintain good relationships so that you can get more bowls of rice noodles.
"Excuse me, if you want rice noodles, just tell me."
Su Chen was very tactful in expressing his gratitude.
Managing relationships well with colleagues can save you a lot of trouble, so why not do it?
After chatting for a while, Su Chen and Butler Ding began to grind the rice flour.
Chef Kong's fried rice stall sold only a few servings in the morning, so naturally he had plenty of ingredients.
He was playing games out of boredom when the phone suddenly rang.
As soon as the call was connected, I heard my wife wailing in a sobbing voice.
"Lao Kong, it's bad! Dad is missing!"
"I went to the bathroom and forgot to lock the door, so he slipped out! Where could he, an old man with dementia, go? It's all my fault, all my fault..."
When Master Kong heard this, his heart skipped a beat and his palms began to sweat.
However, now is not the time to complain.
The old man is confused and sometimes doesn't even recognize his family members.
If something goes wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Don't worry, look around near home first and ask the neighbors if they've seen him. I'll take a day off and be back soon!"
Master Kong suppressed his panic, briefly explained the situation to the canteen manager, and hurried home.
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Half an hour later.
At the entrance of the funeral home, a group of family members were queuing up to enter.
Some people in the team were sobbing quietly, while others were wiping their tears silently.
No one noticed.
An old man in a gray cloth shirt and with gray hair was following the team tremblingly.
"Hey, old man, are you also a family member?"
The staff at the door glanced at him and asked casually.
The old man raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his turbid eyes, then he nodded and spoke vaguely.
"Yes, yes, let me see..."
The staff didn't think much about it and, adhering to the principle of less trouble is worse than more, waved him in.
The old man followed the team slowly, looking around.
Although he has dementia, his legs and feet are still quite nimble.
After entering the funeral home, he turned left and right and finally found his way to the crematorium.
The old man walked closer and closer, staring blankly at the busy staff inside, muttering to himself.
"Here...where is this?"
He Jie was busy operating the crematorium. When he looked up, he saw the old man acting suspiciously at the door. He was stunned for a moment and quickly walked over.
"Old man, why are you here? You can't just come in here!"
The old man seemed not to hear.
He was still staring at the crematorium with empty eyes, muttering to himself over and over again.
"Burned...all burned..."
He Jie frowned and felt a little uneasy.
Could it be that he is here to see his old friend off for the last time?
Just as I was thinking about how to deal with it, another "person" came forward.
He Jie had to turn around and go back to work. The old man took the opportunity to escape and dived into the crowd.
He walked unsteadily along the corridor with his back hunched.
Suddenly, the old man's wrinkled nostrils flared wildly twice, as if he smelled something extraordinary.
The smell gently lingered around his nose, making him feel refreshed.
Sniff…
The aroma grew stronger and stronger, like the salty and fresh taste of fried sauce and the mellow taste of minced meat. Like a hook, it pierced his skull and hooked his soul.
This made the old man's throat roll, and saliva dripped down his three white beards, forming long, shiny threads.
"Eat! Eat...I want to eat..."
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(End of this chapter)
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