“Dad, Mom. Ying, where is my eldest brother? " Asked Michael.
"Your eldest brother said to go to the hospital to see Mark first and then come back." Sister-in-law Zhang Ying may have just arrived, and she is still wearing her customs uniform. Ying’s husband Matthew, Michael and Mark are the three kids in Meng family. Matthew is the eldest and Mark is the youngest, only Mark is single with no kids now.
As Michael spoke, he waved to little Yoyo, "Come Yoyo, come and wipe grandma's tears and tell grandma to stop crying." Leo, who had been sitting quietly on the side, also got into grandma's arms and said, "Grandma, stop crying. , let’s go see my uncle together tomorrow.”
"Now you think about looking after your younger brother. None of you have asked about Mark in the past two years. Tomorrow I will take Yoyo and Leo to visit their uncle. No bad guys are allowed to go." Mrs Meng said and the children nodded their heads. Several adults sat and looked at each other.
Early the next morning, Mrs Meng took her grandchildren to the hospital. She didn't eat anything and said she wanted to go to the hospital to eat with her son.
Mrs Meng was naturally in a gloomy mood. When passing by Hong restaurant, she asked the security guard to go down and buy breakfast. There seemed to be quite a lot of people eating. It really took a while.
"Grandma, why are there so many people here? Is its food delicious?" Yoyo leaned on the window and looked out.
"You already know it by looking at so many people, why do you need to ask? It's so stupid." Little Master Leo replied in a tone of voice.
"You are stupid. I get 100 points every time."
"That's because the questions in your kindergarten are too simple and even idiots can do them. Idiots like to ask stupid questions."
"But I pass by here every day when I go to kindergarten and never see so many people."
“Can you see outside when you’re sitting in the car?”
"Yes! I saw it, I do see it."
The two children were still debating. Mrs Meng was a little confused after hearing her granddaughter's words. Yes, there didn't seem to be so many people coming to buy breakfast a few days ago, maybe because of the weekend. In fact, Mrs Meng’s doubts were certainly justified. The dish she bought at Hong Restaurant today was polenta, which was different from the ones from the previous few days. Mark ate it, and he ate more than half of the bowl. After eating, he sweated a little and went to sleep.
Mrs Meng immediately called Mr Meng.
"He went to bed and ate the polenta from the restaurant last time. This restaurant's business seems to be particularly good on weekends, and there are so many people. And polenta is only available on weekends. Mark just ate these two bowls after so many days. Mark likes to eat corn porridge, so hurry up and ask our housekeeper to make it and bring it over."
Mark's current state is to eat less and more frequently. When another bowl of hot polenta was placed in front of him, it had been three hours since Mark's last meal, but he frowned and took two bites before saying he couldn't eat anymore. The family sat on the sofa outside, frowning.
"Mom, does my little uncle only like to eat the polenta made by the uncle in that restaurant?" Yoyo asked with her little face raised.
"Just say you are stupid. How did you know it was a uncle who made the polenta? Maybe it was a beautiful aunt." Leo habitually wanted to complain about her sister.
"This is what people show on TV. The chefs who cook delicious food are uncles with bald heads and big bellies. Humph!"
"Our pretty aunt is a woman, and the cakes she makes are delicious. Huh! Huh!"
"Hum hum!"
"What are you humming?"
"Dad, I think I'm going to invite that chef back to try." It was the eldest brother, Matthew Meng, who spoke.
"Sure, go there and be sure to invite the chef from that restaurant as quickly as possible."
A military jeep drove quickly through the blind road, squeaked, and stopped in front of the Hong restaurant. Two men in military uniforms got out of the car. Less than five minutes later, they came out of the restaurant again, got into the car, and drove away like a gust of wind.
When Allison returned to the dormitory, the three people in the same dormitory were still lying on the bed and no one got up.
"I just knew that no one could get up."
"Allison, you are back. Do you have anything to eat?" Linda, one of Allison’s roommate said before opening her eyes.
"I brought porridge and steamed buns. I'm going to the library later, my usual place. Do you want me to reserve a seat for you?"
"Yes." Linda replied weakly.
Allison arrived at the library, placed a few books in their places, and concentrated on reading.
At meal time, Allison went to the second cafeteria to have lunch. When she came back and sat down, she saw Linda running in from the door, panting. "Allison!" Linda shouted, and was immediately overwhelmed by a bunch of white eyes.
"Keep your voice down. Did you get chased by a dog?"
"Why don't you turn your phone on?"
"The phone died in the morning."
"Come on, something happened."
"What could happen to you?"
"You have something to do. Two men in military uniforms came to the dormitory. They said they have something very urgent to see you." Linda lowered her voice as she spoke: "It seems that one of them is carrying a gun." He gestured with his hands.
Allison was stunned after hearing this, wondering if Linda was lying to her. Judging from Linda's expression, it's definitely not the case. Then Allison’s first reaction was whether she made a mistake, and the second reaction was that she didn't do anything illegal.
What happened that morning was actually like this: Matthew and the security guard entered the Hong Hotel. As soon as they told them their purpose of visit, a waiter quickly ran to find the boss Zhao.
Zhao was a little shocked when he saw this situation. In all likelihood, Allison had committed a crime, but it was the police who came to arrest her. He thought he had found a treasure, but he didn't expect it to be a scam. When Allison first came in, she was just serving food. Once, Boss Zhao’s son got angry with him, and Zhao said it a bit harshly. His son actually threw his hands down in the kitchen and left, leaving a room full of people waiting with their necks raised to wait for the food to be served.
Zhao was as anxious as if he was being roasted on a fire. This unfilial son made him look for chef anywhere for a while. Later, Allison said that she had learned a few dishes in his hometown and could try them. At that time, Zhao could only treat a dead horse as a live one. Unexpectedly, the stir-fry tastes very good. He wanted to ask Allison to take the place of the unfilial son, but Allison said that she was still studying and only had time on weekends.
Zhao usually treated them very well and insisted his request of hiring Allison as chef, so Allison agreed to come over every weekend to make breakfast as she always help in making breakfast in her hometown. The breakfast would be porridge and steamed buns. After a few months, people who came here often knew that there is a young chef at Hong Restaurant who cooked delicious porridge on weekends.