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Tong Aiguo looked at the twenty pies that came up for the fourth time. After they were divided among everyone, he started to sweat a little.
Sauerkraut pie, about 2 taels per piece, with large filling and thin crust, golden on both sides, refreshing sauerkraut, oily squid to satisfy your cravings, and paired with garlic sauce, it is absolutely delicious.
Tong Aiguo hadn't had such a lively meal in a long time, and he had a huge appetite. He ate five pieces of pie in the first batch and couldn't hold it anymore.
Seeing that Tong Aiguo was full, everyone at the An Xin lunch box was no longer polite. After all, the old man and the children had to eat first.
When the amount of Zhenshuiyin was increased, the pie making speed couldn't keep up.
Tong Aiguo lit up his cigarette, put down his chopsticks, and asked Cai Gen next to him who had finished eating and started smoking.
"Your store has been losing money, right?"
Cai Gen looked at Cai Tuantuan who was eating the pie with great joy. Sure enough, large numbers of people can increase appetite. It was a great honor today, and his son even had his third piece of pie.
Hearing Tong Aiguo's words, Cai Gen was stunned. Could this old man be able to figure it out?
"Uncle Tong, are you divination or deduction?"
Tong Aiguo looked at Zhen Shuiyin, who was eating two pieces of pie, and kept shaking his head in admiration.
"With this amount of food, you can't even afford lunch at work."
What I said is a bit biased. It is unfair to put the blame for Cai Gen Hotel's losses on Zhen Shui Yin.
Zhen Shuiyin usually eats Cai Gen, but she hugs it and doesn't eat until full.
Cai Gen felt that it would be more embarrassing to explain this, so he simply acquiesced.
"Tuan Tuan, you can only eat three. It's hard for children to digest too much."
Cai Tuantuan, who originally wanted to eat the fourth piece to compete with Zhen Shuiyin, put down his chopsticks unhappily, with a little irritation on his face.
"It's okay if you don't eat. You guys eat slowly. I'm going to watch a movie."
After saying that, Cai Tuantuan was going to the cinema. Xiao Sun also finished eating and hurriedly followed.
Are all children so emotional?
When passing by just now, Cai Gen looked at the signs at the entrance of the theater and saw that they were all horror movies.
Do children under ten years old have such strong tastes?
Cai Gen began to feel faintly worried again.
After Tong Aiguo finished eating, he was going to the steam room to digest his food. Cai Gen, as his guardian, had to follow, leaving Zhen Shuiyin and the others to continue eating.
Arriving at a jade steam room, Tong Aiguo lay down comfortably among a pile of pebbles, feeling very comfortable.
Cai Gen also followed his example. After lying down, his back felt as if someone was massaging it. It was very stiff at first, but gradually relaxed and became very comfortable.
Tong Aiguo lay there for a while and suddenly spoke.
"Although your son's memory has been sealed, his temper has been developed and cannot be reversed in a short time."
Well, Cai Gen also understands that even if he forgets the cause of the matter, the psychological trauma cannot be healed in a short time, and he feels even deeper guilt for his son.
"Hey, what should I do? Do I need to see a psychiatrist?"
Speaking of this, Cai Gen thought of Duan Xiaohong who was drinking Erguotou, and the idea was instantly given up.
If Duan Xiaohong were to provide psychological counseling to her son, she would become a drunkard.
Tong Aiguo turned to look at Cai Gen, who was helpless, and hesitated for a moment.
"The anger in your temper needs to be polished and refined slowly with the help of terrazzo. It is not a rush job.
Children are too young and are not suitable for violent methods.
I will give him a glimmer of light and slowly reduce the trauma in his soul."
Light?
What light?
Cai Gen looked at Tong Aiguo in confusion.
"What do you mean? Does it work? How much does it cost?"
"You want to give money?"
For the sake of his son, there is no need for money, even though Cai Gen doesn’t have any.
"You can't give it for free, right?"
Cai Gen doesn't believe in love and hatred for no reason, it's just inside.
Tong Aiguo sat up, pointed his index finger on his forehead, and pulled out a ray of light.
"This is Aixin Mudu Ganha Enduli, our gold-refined fire dragon god.
It can help us condense our will, purify our hearts, nourish our souls, and calm our minds.
In the past, many children from wealthy families wanted to seek this silken light, which was regarded as a blessing.
Thirty years ago, this car could have been replaced by a Santana.
Now how much do you think it’s worth?”
Thirty years ago, I remember the first prize in the lottery was Santana, worth two to three hundred thousand.
If inflation is taken into account, adding zero would be the most conservative calculation to date.
Cai Gen just thought about it for a moment and didn't hesitate at all.
"Okay, you can give the light to my son soon."
Unexpectedly, Cai Gen was so decisive, and Tong Aiguo couldn't keep up with his thinking.
"What does it mean to be successful? Are you rich?"
Cai Gen had already thought of his words.
“It’s easy to say whether it’s money or not, why don’t we see the effect?
What's the point of talking about money if it doesn't work?
If it works, can I still send you money?"
Looking at the confident Cai Gen, Tong Aiguo couldn't find the words for a moment.
That seems to be the case, and it’s not too much to pay based on the results.
It’s just that you don’t want money?
"No, Cai Gen, it's okay if you don't pay me, as long as"
"Don't mention it, we are brothers who have settled accounts, let alone new brothers.
If there's a price, it's not blackmail, and I'll definitely give you a penny."
Tong Aiguo blinked, this guy seemed to be taking advantage of him again.
Are you saying that so harshly?
Is Cai Gen really rich?
"You're a tough talker, right? Well, let's see what you give me."
Of course Cai Gen has no money, and he certainly won't give it to him at the inflation rate.
Nowadays, a few thousand yuan is enough to buy a seven-hand Santana.
This is all Cai Gen’s confidence.
"I'll definitely give it to you and it'll be over.
Okay, it’s extremely hot here, you’re so old, let’s get out quickly.”
With that said, Cai Gen picked up Tong Aiguo, walked out of the steam room and went straight to the cinema.
Cai Gen's son's affairs were the first priority in his heart, so he had better stop and worry about it as soon as possible.
He found Cai Tuantuan in the darkness, pulled him out and pushed him in front of Tong Aiguo.
"Grandpa Tong wants to do a magic trick for you. Tuantuan, please close your eyes."
Being forced to be pulled out, Cai Tuantuan became very impatient and patiently closed her eyes.
Tong Aiguo looked at Cai Genhou's anxious look and stopped holding it. He took out the silk light from his forehead and pressed it on Cai Tuantuan's forehead.
Cai Gen looked at his son's forehead and saw nothing.
After a long time, Tong Aiguo turned to leave, but Cai Gen held him back.
"No, is it done?"
"Ah, it's over, what else do you want to do?"
Cai Gen felt that he had thought too much. There were no special effects, no golden light and lightning, it was just a touch and it was done.
Looking at Tong Aiguo who turned to drink tea, Cai Gen asked his son to open his eyes and looked carefully for a long time, but saw nothing.
"Dad, where's the magic? Is it done?"
Nothing? Is that a lie?
You’re not allowed to eat the pie or watch the movie. It’s really annoying.”
Cai Tuantuan didn't see anything and was a little impatient.
Just when he frowned, wanting to be willful, a white light flashed across his forehead, and a gentle light suddenly appeared.
It stabilized his mood, calmed his impatience, and calmed his mind.
“It’s so annoying, forget it”
Seeing these series of changes, Cai Gen smiled.
"The magic failed. You can go back and watch the movie. It'll be fine."
I slapped my son on the butt and pushed him into the cinema.
