Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Chapter 176: I Really Want to Marry You 5

The person who had been hiding in the darkness finally came out. Tong Xiyuan thought he would see anger or disappointment on Fan He's face, but he didn't expect that the other person's expression was no different from before.

Tong Xiyuan paused with a hint of doubt, and said solemnly: "I won't do it next time."

Fan He had already finished comforting himself, took the bun and took a bite while it was still hot, and said lazily: "It doesn't matter whether you come or not."

Anyway, he has been alone since he was a child. Tong Xiyuan is only interested in him now, but after marrying him, his feelings will gradually fade.

"It doesn't matter," Tong Xiyuan waited for him to finish a bun and said, "I may come late in the future."

Fan He withdrew his hand that was about to take another bun, responded lightly, turned around and raised his hand to close the door, "It's up to you, I'm going to sleep."

Tong Xiyuan quickly stretched out his hand to block the wooden door from closing, and said with a smile: "Listen to me, I will be working in a state-owned restaurant in the future. I will get off work at five o'clock, and it will be dark when I rush back from town. I told you not to wait for me all the time and do what you need to do. I didn't tell you not to see me."

Fan He frowned and asked, "Who is waiting for you?"

There was still grease from the steamed buns on his lips, so his words were not convincing at all.

Tong Xiyuan held back his laughter, and called to the little girl in the yard through the crack in the door, asking, "Did he eat tonight?"

The little girl shook her head. "No, I haven't even eaten the eggs yet. I've been waiting for you."

Fan He turned his head and glared at her, "Go back to sleep."

The little girl stuck out her tongue and dragged her voice and said, "I know—"

Tong Xiyuan handed over the other bun, "Here." A man who said one thing and thought another.

"..." Fan He stared at him for a while, snatched the bun away, peeled off the oil paper and asked, "What are you doing in the state-owned restaurant?"

The state-owned restaurant, a place he had never had the chance to go to.

The fact that Tong Xiyuan was able to find a job there shows that he is more capable than he imagined. I wonder when this guy will be able to save enough money to buy a radio.

Thinking of this, Fan He's eyes darkened. He took a big bite of the bun and laughed at himself. Why think so much? If Tong Xiyuan was willing to give it to him, he would take it. If not, he would not ask for it actively.

Just like what the old people in the village have said since he was a child, with such a miserable life, what is there to think about in the future? He can only live wherever he goes.

Tong Xiyuan noticed that his hands were also stained with oil, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him, "Be a chef, and tomorrow I will make the buns you eat."

After Fan He finished eating, he wiped his hands with the clean towel. He was surprised that Tong Xiyuan could be a chef, but he didn't show it on his face. "Oh."

The response was very cold, Tong Xiyuan blinked indifferently. Anyway, when Fan He eats the food he cooks, it will be really delicious.

It was late at night and society was not particularly open yet. Tong Xiyuan watched him finish his meal and then left, and agreed to come before seven o'clock tomorrow.

Fan He did not comment. He watched him leave and closed the door. When he lowered his head, he found that the handkerchief was still in his hand. There were oil stains in several places, but it could not cover up the faint fragrance on it.

What fragrance?

Fan He frowned and sniffed. After distinguishing clearly, he began to suspect that Tong Xiyuan had deceived him. Did he go back to the village after leaving the state-owned restaurant? Tsk, maybe he went to roll around in the grass and play.

Thinking of Tong Xiyuan's appearance, Fan He couldn't help but wrap his handkerchief tightly around his neck. He didn't know if the most beautiful female comrade in the production team was lying on that piece of grass.

Fields at dusk, breeze blowing, handsome men and beautiful women...

With a rustling sound, the handkerchief broke into two pieces and fell into the darkness.

[Yuanbao, your husband seems unhappy again.] The upgraded 999 had a mini telescope produced by the Administration on his head and said to Tong Xiyuan: [He tore up the handkerchief you gave him.]

Tong Xiyuan had just finished washing up and went to bed, [torn? ]

It seems that even though he was raised as a girl, Fan He is still so fierce.

No, no, I have to marry her home quickly, or I won’t bring harm to others without carefulness.

The next day, Tong Xiyuan went to the state-owned restaurant early in the morning on the production team's ox cart.

Steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks...

Everything was almost ready and it was opening time. People started to come into the restaurant one after another. Someone was in charge of selling and collecting money at the window, while Tong Xiyuan and several other chefs continued to be busy in the kitchen.

"Old Xu," a regular customer sitting at the table called out to the busy man behind the window, "The buns are delicious today. Did you make them?"

The restaurant was noisy and Old Xu didn't hear anything. The saleswoman standing at the steamed buns window shouted with a smile: "It wasn't made by Master Xu. It was made by Master Tong who just took over the job."

"A new cook?"

Everyone who heard this was a little surprised that a state-owned restaurant, which is as stable as a public institution, could actually replace a new chef.

The people who originally wanted to buy buns stood at the window and looked inside, and happened to see Tong Xiyuan's profile. One of them immediately started shouting.

"Hey, Tong Xiyuan!"

The howling almost frightened Tong Xiyuan so much that he dropped the steamer in his hand. He put the freshly-cooked buns away and turned to look outside, "Who called me?"

The young man wore a white cloth mask on his face, his big eyes were bright and lively, and he was wearing a white apron with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a small part of his lean and strong forearms, with flour on his white fingertips.

Even without showing his full face, the people standing at the window were stunned for a moment.

Someone muttered, "This young comrade is obviously handsome."

The man who had just called Tong Xiyuan's name squeezed forward and said happily, "It's me, it's me, your brother Erniu."

Tong Xiyuan had no impression of this man, but he still smiled and said, "Ah—Brother Erniu."

Erniu was even happier to get his response, and said to those who wanted to buy buns: "This is our comrade from Baixing Village, from our Baixing Village."

He was proud of Tong Xiyuan. The people in their Baixing Village were really awesome.

The others laughed in good faith. The lively commotion created by Erniu and the vibrant scene at the window attracted more people to buy buns. Tong Xiyuan was almost overwhelmed in the kitchen alone.

Old Xu noticed the commotion over here from the other end and nodded with satisfaction. People feel happy in state-owned restaurants and eat delicious food, which is exactly the purpose of state-owned restaurants.

After making breakfast, he makes lunch, and after making lunch, he makes dinner. Tong Xiyuan is busy all day long, but it is not as tiring as when he was earning work points in the production team before.

Get off work on time at 5pm.

Tong Xiyuan stopped Lao Xu and said awkwardly, "Master Xu, I want to advance this month's salary. Can you help me apply for it?"

Old Xu frowned and said, "It's not impossible, but you have to tell me why you want to take the advance salary first."

He speculated wildly that something might have happened at home and that was why this young comrade was in such urgent need of money.

Tong Xiyuan told him everything and said with a smile, "I need to use this salary to marry a wife."