Gu Mingyuan took the thermos and went to the conductor to get some water.
Jian Yuelan brought Doudou to the window, took out a large piece of paper from the boy's pocket, and said generously, "Master, I want two servings of rice, four servings of noodles, four servings of braised pork, four servings of fried potatoes, four servings of pickled vegetables, and five steamed buns and five meat buns."
The chef sitting at the window looked up at her and was about to knock on the window frame with a big spoon to let her see the sign, but Jian Yuelan, who was prepared, immediately took out the ticket, work certificate and lunch box and handed them over.
"Master, there are five of us."
At this moment, Gu Mingyuan came over with a thermos filled with water. Jian Yuelan quickly waved at him, "Xiao Niu, bring me your ticket and proof of employment."
"Buy food."
He took the ticket and his work ID to the master chef, and Jian Yuelan asked, "Master, do you think I can fight?"
She could only wait and let her dad and the others get it themselves, or wait for the conductor to go to the sleeper car to sell food and buy it.
The chef looked at the tickets and found that they were all cadres' tickets for the soft sleeper compartment. A smile suddenly appeared on his face. "You have five tickets, but only four lunch boxes. How about this, I'll lend you a lunch box. You can return it later."
"Thank you, Master."
Jian Yuelan thanked him politely, then winked at Gu Mingyuan, signaling him to establish a good relationship with him.
This guy is also very capable. When he took the lunch box, he took advantage of Jian Yuelan's cover and stuffed half a pack of Da Qianmen into the chef's pocket.
"Master, we have a wounded patient and a baby, and we need a lot of water. Could you please leave some hot water for us for the next few days?"
Seeing the half-packed Daqianmen, the chef swallowed his saliva.
He nodded decisively and said, "If you run out of water, just come and get more. The dining car always has hot water."
"Okay, thank you!"
After everyone left, the chef murmured, "What kind of family do these two young people come from? Why are they all high-ranking officials in soft sleeper cars?"
At that time, train tickets were sold according to one's status. Ordinary farmers and workers could only sit in hard sleeper cars, only cadres could sit in sleeper cars, and only high-ranking cadres above level 13 could sit in soft sleeper cars.
If you don’t have enough status and money, you can’t buy a ticket.
It’s different if you have a background. After all, the Chinese people have been a society based on human relationships since ancient times.
The young apprentice beside him whispered, "Master, don't worry about family, as long as you are good friends."
There was nothing wrong with this, so the chef instructed, "Next time these two young men come over, if I'm not around, be more welcoming and don't put on a deadpan face. Remember that?"
The young disciple was embarrassed and wanted to tell him that it was obviously you who liked to put on a deadpan face, but I never do that.
However, he didn't dare to retort, for fear that the chef would hit him on the head with a spoon.
Then he hummed, "I greet people with a smile."
The master chef was satisfied when he heard this, and Jian Yuelan was also satisfied.
She happily said to Gu Mingyuan, "It's more convenient to eat on the train. You don't even need a ticket."
"Only you are willing to do so."
Gu Mingyuan rolled his eyes. "The price of a meal on the train is almost twice that of a state-owned restaurant. Even if they don't accept food coupons, it's still expensive for most people."
Jian Yuelan argued confidently, "In life, there is no hardship that cannot be suffered by your children's education, and there is no loss that cannot be suffered by your own mouth."
There was no way to respond to this, and even if I did I wouldn't be able to argue with her.
It's because that dead girl has so many weird ideas. It's just asking for trouble to argue with her.
So, he decisively changed the subject.
"How old is the baby? What's his name?"
"My nickname is Doudou, my real name is Ye Tunan, and I'm still a few days shy of eight months old."
When Gu Mingyuan heard this, he felt a sense of urgency. He thought to himself that he had to go back and work hard with his wife to raise a child. He couldn't let Jian Pangya suppress him from childhood to adulthood, and then his child would also be suppressed by her child using the age advantage.
I took a look at the baby and found that he was quite pretty, much prettier than Fatty Jian when she was a child.
Thinking of the baby's name, he couldn't help but complain, "Who picked this name? Tunan Tunan. If someone didn't know, they would think you favor boys over girls."
"A name that my great-grandmother favored."
After hearing this, Gu Mingyuan fell silent. His grandmother was a god-like person, and he did not have the courage to complain about the name that his grandmother liked, for fear of being hit by her cane.
Jian Yuelan glanced at him and said to Doudou, "This uncle is a bit stupid, don't learn from him in the future."
"Oh!
Xiao Doudou responded, and Gu Mingyuan raised an eyebrow, "Does he understand?"
"I understand."
I just can't speak it.
"Are you tired of raising a child?"
"fine."
With four elderly people helping her take care of the baby, it’s really not that tiring.
"Jiaojiao isn't pregnant yet?"
"She's busy with work, and we already have..."
He calculated the time and said with a worried look, "It's been almost two months since we last met."
"What is she doing so busy?"
"I've been transferred to the purchasing department and now I'm shipping goods all over the country."
Jian Yuelan, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Gu Mingyuan's appearance surprised Jian's father and the others. After a brief greeting, the five of them sat together and ate and chatted.
As the conversation turned to the purpose of his business trip, Ye Linxing couldn't help but ask, "Is precision manufacturing difficult to run?!"
"It's very difficult to run around. I visited several large machinery factories in cities like Shanghai, Ancheng, and Tongcheng."
He sighed deeply and said helplessly, "The Sixth Machinery has the highest pass rate for precision parts, but they are too busy to accept external orders. I thought about seconding Engineer Chu, but they kicked me out."
Father Jian was worried about the child, "Will you fail to complete your mission when you return?"
This guy was also foolish and bold, blurting out, "Second Uncle, what do you say about me asking Seventh Cousin to come out of retirement?"
Jian Yuelan wanted to cover her face. This guy probably didn’t know how to write the word death.
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