The waiter was focused on Cheng Hanyan, leaving Song Yutong and Naituanzi far behind.
Cheng Hanyan followed the waiter and walked a few steps in. When he turned around, he saw his wife and son still standing outside the door, so he turned around and went back.
He stretched out his palm towards Song Yutong with extremely skillful movements.
This was the first time that he was so proactive towards Song Yutong, which surprised her.
When the waiter saw this, he realized that he had offended someone. He invited Song Yutong and Naituanzi in with a wink.
"Oh, look at my brain. How could I have forgotten Mrs. Cheng and the young master in this hurry?"
Song Yutong remembered the kindness shown by the waiter to the milk dumplings, and also gave him a step down.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way. It's good that it doesn't delay the shopkeeper's business. You go ahead and don't worry about us. Let's find a corner and sit down and wait."
The waiter nodded and had a better impression of Song Yutong.
"You got up too early in the morning. If you two are hungry, you can go outside to have a bowl of wontons and then wait for me here." Cheng Hanyan said caringly.
Song Yutong showed him a happy smile.
"Okay, husband, don't worry about me and the baby, you can go and do your work first!"
In the past few days, the two of them had barely known each other and had lived the life of an old married couple, skipping the rhythm of love.
It would be a lie on her part to say that Song Yutong has no regrets, but it seems a bit pretentious to talk about being in love after both of them have given birth to children.
But she is confident that she will make the outstanding man in front of her fall in love with her more and more.
Cheng Hanyan wanted to give a few more warnings, but then he thought about it, Song Yutong has changed now, he could see it, nodded towards her, turned around and followed the waiter to the back kitchen to find the shopkeeper.
"Baby, are you hungry?" Song Yutong ate half of the cake when she went out, but she wasn't hungry yet.
But the milk dumplings were still small, and they only ate a quarter of the pancakes when they went out, so they didn't look like they had an appetite.
"The baby is not hungry. The pancakes made by daddy are not delicious. The baby wants to eat the pancakes made by mother."
The cakes made by Song Yutong are fragrant and soft. Cheng Hanyan's cooking skills are not as good as Song Yutong's. The cakes are ready when they are cooked.
The result is hard and chewy, making it difficult to digest at first glance.
If this were the case in the past, Naituanzi would be happy for a long time eating such a cornmeal and white flour pancake.
But since being pampered by Song Yutong has ruined my stomach, such pancakes have been hard to swallow. They say that it is easy to go from luxury to simplicity, but Naitongzi was completely conquered by Song Yutong's cooking skills.
"Then let's buy some white flour and pork and go home today. Mother will spread the meat pancakes for the baby, add some lard, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and then add a bowl of hot and sour soup..."
Before Song Yutong finished speaking, the milk dumplings started to drool with greed.
"Mom, stop talking, the baby has already started to want to eat."
She looked at the child's cute appearance and raised her hand to scratch the little nose of Niu Duanzi.
Before she could make fun of the dumplings, the accountant who had been quietly doing the calculations beside the cashier's wooden counter suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Yutong.
"Don't mention it's a child, I want to try it after hearing about it. Mrs. Cheng's cooking skills should be good, right?"
Song Yutong smiled immediately when she saw Mr. Accountant taking the initiative to talk to her.
"If you want me to say it myself, I think it's good. A few days ago, I wanted to tell the shopkeeper of your house that I would help the cook in a restaurant for one day, and in exchange for my family of three having a free meal at the restaurant, it would be quite enjoyable.
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Song Yutong's words sounded like the truth.
People from villages and towns don't earn enough money to have a meal in a restaurant, but this is the goal and wish of many people.
When you earn a lot of money, go to a restaurant to have a meal first and taste the difference between the restaurant's food and what you cook at home.
However, working as a cook for one day in exchange for having a meal in a restaurant is a great confidence. Mrs. Cheng is indeed an extraordinary woman.
"Okay, let me tell you if the shopkeeper will come out later. Can you stay and help with the cooking? It depends on your ability."
Song Yutong never expected that Mr. Accountant would take the initiative to speak for her. Judging from his tone, he should be able to take charge of this matter.
Song Yutong: "Then I will thank you sir in advance for your kindness!"
Nai Tuanzi: "Thank you, sir. He is a good man and will definitely prosper in the future."
Nai Tuanzi is very good at talking, and her childish words attracted the attention of Mr. Accountant.
This little baby looks young, and I don't know if he has ever attended a private school.
Mr. Accountant was a little curious. He showed some interest and asked.
"Little baby, do you know what it means to be successful?"
"Mother said, being successful is like a horse running very fast. It is a metaphor for getting promoted quickly and making money quickly. Mother, mother, is that right?"
After Naituanzi answered Mr. Accountant's question, he immediately turned to his mother for confirmation.
Song Yutong rubbed Naituanzi's head and looked at Mr. Accountant with some embarrassment.
This is the meaning, but in order to make it easier for the children to understand, she used silver as an analogy.
Now that Nai Tuanzi said this, she really had a moment of social death that made people laugh.
"I'm sorry for making you laugh, sir."
Not only did Mr. Accountant not find it funny, he was also a little surprised by the mother and son.
Didn’t you say that Mrs. Cheng is vulgar and vulgar? Not only does she have no vision and looks like a vase, but she also has evil thoughts?
But now it seems that not only is she not evil-minded, but she also understands etiquette and taste.
A woman who can teach children four-character idioms must have attended a private school.
"Mrs. Cheng, you are far from what the outside world says. It can be seen that the rumors have damaged your reputation."
Mr. Accountant admired Song Yutong even more, and Song Yutong still knew what happened, which made Mr. Accountant suddenly change his attitude towards her.
"Mrs. Cheng, have you ever attended a private school?" Mr. Accountant asked Song Yutong.
Song Yutong was stunned. She did go to college and graduate school, which was correct, but the original owner never went to school at all.
"I was born into a peasant family. I face the loess and my back to the sky. I rely on God to provide me with food. How can I have the money to write to a private school?"
After Song Yutong explained, Mr. Accountant looked at her even more strangely.
Before Song Yutong could say anything else to dispel Mr. Accountant's doubts, the shopkeeper Cheng Han Yanhe walked out of the kitchen.
Song Yutong's eyes first fell on Cheng Hanyan, and then looked at the shopkeeper with expectant eyes.
"Mrs. Cheng, I'm so sorry..."
Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, the accountant stood up and called out to the shopkeeper.
"Mrs. Cheng's cooking skills seem to be good. Why don't the shopkeeper give Mrs. Cheng a chance to try the dishes?"
The shopkeeper never expected that Mr. Accountant would speak for Song Yutong, and he couldn't react for a while.