The next day it was only dawn, and Saturday Lang got up. In the morning, their restaurant usually makes breakfast food such as steamed buns and some naan bread. He woke up early, but seeing the fourth brother sleeping soundly, he went Lie down without moving, and then fell asleep in a daze.
At last he couldn't lie down anymore, he got up, got dressed and got out of bed, then went to talk to Wu Wulang and Lizhong Liwei, and said in a low voice, "Get up quickly."
The three squeezed into the quilt, their heads almost buried in the quilt, Zhou Lizhong muttered: "Why do you get up so early, the restaurant doesn't open for breakfast today."
"Then there's still lunch, I have to go buy some ingredients." Liu Liulang tried a lot, and finally woke them up.
On Thursday, Lang Lei continued to sleep soundly, but Friday Lang couldn't see it, so he patted his fourth brother, "Fourth brother, why are you still so lazy?"
Zhou Zhoulang's snoring paused, then turned over and continued to sleep.
Although not very reconciled, Thursday Lang finally went to the restaurant with Saturday Lang and the others.
The street has become popular in the cold weather, and almost all the eateries are open. Some people have set up stoves outside the doors to sell naan cakes, and some have set up stalls to sell noodles.
Saturday Lang stopped in front of a stall and bought ten large naans.
Zhou Zhoulang: "... our family is a restaurant, and you still buy it outside?"
Liu Liulang: "It's a cold pot and a cold stove. I'm only going to open the door now. Where can I cook for you?"
Zhou Zhoulang muttered, "It's still not as good as my sister-in-law, who can immediately pull out noodles after pouring a bowl of noodles..."
Saturday Lang ignored him and went straight to the restaurant. Friday Lang had already driven the mule cart to the back door and stopped, opened the store door from the inside, and everyone moved the door back.
The naan cakes were still warm, everyone divided the cakes, Liu Liulang took an extra one and went to the next door, the Zhou brothers couldn't help but looked up in unison.
Liu Liulang looked back at Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei, frowned and said, "Why are you standing still, you don't want to talk, come over and serve mutton soup."
Only then did the two come back to their senses, and immediately caught up with the naan bread.
Next door is a mutton restaurant, which only sells mutton soup made from mutton bones and scorpions in the morning, and it is richer for lunch and dinner. His mutton and mutton soup are quite famous on this street.
Saturday Lang bought five bowls of mutton soup, kept one bowl for himself, and asked Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei to take two bowls home.
He handed the naan bread in his hand to the old man Qiu who was watching the stall, and he sat down in their shop with a bowl of mutton soup to drink.
The old man Qiu took the naan bread, and he was not polite, poured himself a bowl of mutton soup, and added some mutton scorpion for Liu Liulang, then sat opposite him and ate it, and asked with a smile: "Yesterday your shop closed early, today I didn't rush to the morning market, what's the matter at home?"
Saturday Lang nodded, "My fourth brother is here, so let's go home and have a look."
"Hey, then that handsome young man who came back with you just now is your fourth brother?"
Saturday Lang nodded.
Old man Qiu just laughed: "Your brothers, nephews and nephews all look alike."
That's true, his mother said that they all look like dad, especially his fourth brother.
"Your fourth brother is here too. Will the family all move to the capital?"
"That's not true, the family still has a lot of fields, how could it be possible to come to the capital?"
Old man Qiu was a little disappointed. When he looked up and saw his daughter came out, he smiled and got up, took a bowl and said, "Pei Niang, come and see the stall. Father, go to the back to see the mutton that was just delivered this morning."
Qiu Peiniang responded, stood in front of the stall, lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it to let the aroma waft out, then closed the lid.
She talked to Saturday Lang as usual, "Brother Saturday, what dishes do you have for lunch?"
Saturday Lang said: "It's almost the same as yesterday."
He looked up at Qiu Peiniang, hesitated for a while and asked, "Peiniang, have you ever thought about leaving home in the future?"
Qiu Peiniang was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, she poked the charcoal in the big stove, and whispered: "I never thought, my parents are in the capital..."
Liu Liulang felt that she had misunderstood him, so he frowned in distress and thought, "Well, I didn't mean that, I mean, not to my house, but to another place..."
Qiu Peiniang's face changed, and she said slightly pale: "Another place? What place?"
"Just anywhere, everywhere, no matter where..."
Qiu Peiniang's face darkened, she put down the wooden stick with a bang, and said with a serious face: "No, I'm not going anywhere, just stay with my parents in the capital?"
Zhou Lizhong, who was hiding behind the door of his shop, patted Zhou Lizhong's head hard, and said in a low voice, "Lao Liu is really stupid, he can't even say a word."
Zhou Lizhong: ... Uncle Six can't speak, why beat him
But they were not far from the boiler at the moment, he was afraid of disturbing the two people over there with his words, so he could only admit it aggrieved.
Zhou Liulang probably knew that what he said was misunderstood, but he didn't know how to explain it. After opening his mouth, he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only say dryly: "I didn't mean that..."
But what it meant, he couldn't say.
Zhou Zhou Lang and others who were on the side were so anxious that they couldn't help stomping their feet. Wu Wu Lang patted Zhou Lizhong twice, and said in a low voice, "Why is Lao Liu so stupid, he can't even say nice things?"
Zhou Lizhong: ...why do you beat me
The four of them huddled behind the door and muttered, not enough to show their heads, and continued to listen with their ears pricked up, when suddenly a voice sounded, "Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, what are you doing?"
The red-eyed Qiu Peiniang turned her head when she heard the words, and saw a few heads crowding behind the door of Zhouji Restaurant next door, lying behind the door frame.
Her face became more and more serious.
Zhou Lijun's complexion was not good. He stood in front of the street, pinched his waist and said angrily, "Why didn't you wait for me in the morning? I called you from behind, and you didn't stop your car. Do you know that I chased you out of the alley?"
Four people: ...
Liu Liulang who came out after hearing the words: ...
They really don't know...
Zhou Lijun exhaled angrily, snorted, then turned to Daji who sent her over and said, "Uncle Daji, you should eat breakfast in the store before going back, Uncle Fourth, you said you wanted to go see Zheng with my sister-in-law. The shopkeeper, but he ran out by himself, is my sister waiting for you or not?"
Zhou Zhoulang: ... I forgot all about it, I just thought about seeing Mrs. Qiu.
Zhou Lijun let out the anger in his chest, and when he looked up, he saw Qiu Peiniang's red eyes, she paused, and asked with concern: "Sister Qiu, what's wrong with you?"
No one asked, but when someone asked, Qiu Peiniang's eyes became even redder. She wondered if she was smoked by the hot soup. There were still tears in her eyes, and she turned around and went to the backyard.
Zhou Lijun saw it and followed immediately.
It happened that someone came to buy soup, Liu Lang hesitated for a moment, then silently stepped forward to help look after the stall.
Zhou Zhoulang's liver hurts, "Since when did Lao Liu become a gourd?"
Friday Lang and Saturday Lang are often together, and he heard the words: "What's the matter, haven't you become more cunning, fourth brother?"
Zhou Zhoulang had a toothache, "Your mouth has never changed."