Zhao Si felt a little embarrassed, but still admitted generously: "Yes, Auntie, I am looking for a place."
The old lady and the old man looked at each other and asked, "How about you stay in our store first? And leave when you find a job?"
"Really, Auntie?" Zhao Si was excited.
The old lady pointed to the back of the kitchen and said, "There's a small room at the back that we usually use as a warehouse. If you don't mind, you can live there first."
"I don't mind, I don't mind!" Zhao Si was afraid that the old lady would change her mind, so he quickly agreed.
"Oh, I'm glad you don't mind. I was afraid that you young people would look down on it." The old lady took Zhao Si through the kitchen. There was indeed a small room at the back with a small bed against the wall. It might be where they slept when they were resting.
In fact, the room is not very small, and there is a small window for ventilation and light, but there are a lot of things piled inside, so it looks particularly small.
Zhao Si was very satisfied with the house. It was much better than sleeping in the park. He himself didn't mind, but he was afraid that Dudu would get sick from sleeping in the open with him.
"I just changed the sheets and quilt covers. I haven't slept on them yet, so just make do with them for now."
Zhao Si touched the quilt carefully and smiled happily, "This quilt is so soft, Auntie."
The old lady laughed and said, "You are a very good talker."
Zhao Si was taken in by the old lady and the old man, and stayed there for over a month. He wasn't just eating and doing nothing; except for those that required skill, like cooking noodles and stewing meat, he was always eager to do other jobs.
Every morning he accompanies the old man to buy vegetables and carry meat, and comes back to help the old woman pick vegetables and cut meat. Washing dishes and mopping the floor have become his full-time jobs. Although the old couple don't feel very tired normally, they do feel a lot more relaxed with Zhao Si's help.
Moreover, with the company of Zhao Si, the lively guy, the old couple's life became more enjoyable. Especially every time he cooked something delicious, Zhao Si would be so happy and pour out baskets of nice words as if they were free. The old couple felt so flattered that they thought they were the reincarnation of the God of Cooking.
After a month, the old lady gave Zhao Si three thousand yuan, saying it was his salary for working in the noodle shop. In the suburbs of Yanjing, for a small noodle shop that didn't need to hire anyone, three thousand yuan a month with food and accommodation was not bad.
Zhao Si didn't want it. The old couple had been kind enough to take him in and provide him with food and shelter. He already felt embarrassed, so how could he ask for more money?
He refused it resolutely, and the old lady had no choice but to force two hundred yuan on him and let him buy snacks. Only then did Zhao Si accept it with gratitude.
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