Lao Huang: "Yes, yes, this woman can have babies in her thirties, and she will not stop giving birth until she is fifty. The woman followed Tang Guangming, so there is no problem with giving birth."

Song Qingyun frowned: "Lao Huang, you are cheesy."

Lao Huang: "Secretary Song, have you ever thought about something? In addition to having children, you have to take care of your family when you go home. There is a saying that men are not capable of living, but women are not capable of getting old. It means that men live much shorter than women. Although their daughter lives longer than men, they are older faster. That woman is ten years older than Tang Guangming. She is still young now. If they don't show any signs, they are nothing to be together. But in ten years, Tang Guangming is still a young man in his thirty years of age, and then she becomes a middle-aged man. In twenty years, Tang Guangming is in his forties, and he is still young. In fifty years, he doesn't know what kind of old woman he is. In fifty years, Tang Guangming is fifty years old, and that woman is over sixty and seventy years old, can the two of them walk together? In another forty years..."

Song Qingyun quickly interrupted him: "The more you say it, the more outrageous you become. In addition, it will be another fifty years. Who can tell the future? Do you have to take care of other people's affairs? You can't control them, and I can't control them. In my opinion, as long as they are loyal to each other, no one has the right to ask about it. Lao Huang, you should think about how to get the restaurant together. I'm still waiting to eat!"

He smiled again and said, "I used to eat at your house, but I wouldn't pay for dinner when I went to your restaurant."

Lao Huang: "That's right, how can I take you money? If I ask you for a penny, then I'm not a human being. Yes, yes, I'd better go home first and discuss with Huang Ming and Guan Li. Secretary Song, I'm leaving."

He ran home excitedly and shouted, "Huang Erwa, Guan Li, let's have a family meeting."

Old Huang's wife was not angry: "What kind of meeting is there? I have been working in the field for a whole day. I am almost exhausted and I still struggle. I really think you are a high-ranking official."

Lao Huang: "You didn't make a fuss either. This will be what Secretary Song asked us to do to convey his spirit."

Old Huang Pom: "Secretary Song makes way out of the way, that's what he needs to do."

The family sat in the main hall, Guan Li made tea for Lao Huang and Huang Ming, and brought a dustpan of leaf cigarettes.

Lao Huang pulled a leaf, wrapped it up, and smiled and said, "It's not that much available, so I feel dizzy if I suck too much. I just went to Secretary Song to report the situation and talk about our family."

What else can my own family be? Isn’t it just the large foreign debt that Guan Li owed?

Guan Li lowered her head in shame, Huang Ming held her hand, pinched it hard, signaling not to worry.

After wrapping Ye Ziqi, Lao Huang took a big mouthful, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Secretary Song instructs us to make nine big bowls."

The old Huang's wife, Er Jingang, was confused and cursed: "Our family does not have weddings and funerals, nor can we afford to make a house to make a living. What nine big bowls?"

Lao Huang: "No, no, Secretary Song asked us to open a restaurant in the old house at home and sell nine big bowls of those dishes."

Guan Li looked moved: "Hey, Secretary Song has a good idea. When I was working in the city, although I was eating outside today, the restaurant had a lot of oil and tasted strong. The MSG chicken seasoning was not enough to put it in. It was good at first, but it didn't taste right after eating it. It tasted dry and bitter, and beans on her face."

Huang Ming: "That's right, the dishes in the restaurant are not only seasonings, but also seasonings. Eating a lot of pepper, pepper, large ingredients, tangerine peel, cinnamon, etc. is not good for the body."

Guan Li: "After eating too much, I want to eat some steamed dishes in nine large bowls of countryside, stewed meat in a big pot, and stir-fried pork slices. Dad, your skills are nothing to say. If you really open a restaurant, you will be defeated by other restaurants in this village."

Old Huang laughed and said, "What's wrong with it? There are so many tourists in our village now. Can my family complete all the business?"

Guan Li: "Anyway, if this restaurant is opened, the business will definitely be bad."

"Since you support it, things are going on." Lao Huang said: "I saved more than 30,000 yuan. Our family will take it out tomorrow to see what else needs to be purchased for opening a restaurant. We will buy it back. At that time, our family will do a division of labor."

Old Huang Pom: "What division of labor and how to division of labor?"

Lao Huang said: "I am good at cooking. I must be the candidate for this chef. Old lady, you are responsible for washing dishes and cooking fires. Huang Erwa, you are responsible for greeting guests, serving tea and water to guests, and serving dishes. Alas, your kid should be my apprentice to learn how to cook, but unfortunately you are not the ingredient."

Guan Li: "Huang Ming's job is a saying in a big hotel in the city, called "Cookie Man" and his income is pretty good. Dad, what should I do?"

Lao Huang: "Guan Li, you have worked outside for many years and are knowledgeable. You are the boss and responsible for management. Whatever you say, we will listen to you."

"I..." Guan Li was moved, but she was ashamed in her heart: "Dad, I did so many wrong things before, but I really didn't..."

She is really shameless.

The eldest aunt suddenly shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, Huang Erwa can't learn how to cook, I'll learn, can I be your apprentice?" After that, she climbed onto Lao Huang's back and grabbed his beard.

Lao Huang felt pain: "It hurts and it hurts, and it will be gone if it is pulled again."

"I won't come down if you don't agree."

"But you want to study. Secretary Song said that you have talent in studying, and you may be the top female scholar in the future."

"I want to be the top female scholar, and I want to be the chef too. Grandpa, do you agree?"

Old Huang Laohuai comforted him: "Okay, I'll accept you."

The eldest aunt jumped down and said, "Master, please accept a prayer from my disciple!"

Old Huang Pom: "What a disciple, I think you are just a monkey!"

The family laughed loudly at the same time, and Guan Li's embarrassment just now was resolved by her daughter.

The whole family has strong confidence in the future hotel business. With Lao Huang's skills and so many tourists in the village, if they can't even work in a restaurant, other families will probably be closed long ago.

The family became more and more excited as they spoke until midnight.

Guan Li quickly pulled a bill and calculated the cost.

I want to open a restaurant at home, and I use my own yard and house, so I can just decorate it briefly. As for tables, chairs, pots and bowls, I want to ask the villagers to help memorize a few steamers, which doesn’t cost much.

It will not cost much money to go to the city to buy some necessary items tomorrow.

As for raw materials, they must be planted in the ground.

In fact, the main cost is decoration.

After doing this, 30,000 yuan is just enough.

This made Guan Li sigh and said, "I caused such a big disaster outside and caused such a big trouble for Secretary Song. I planned to support Secretary Song at the end of the month. Now I am using it for investment, and I feel a little sad."

Huang Ming: "It's useless to take out the 30,000 yuan! It's useless to keep things like this. You still have to support your business first to solve the problem in the end. I think Secretary Song can understand it, and he also hopes to see that our family has something to do and has its own career."

Lao Huang: "Okay, that's it. Everyone gets rested early and enter the city early tomorrow morning. It is Secretary Song's instructions to open the restaurant and open a prosperous restaurant. We cannot disappoint our leaders."

So, where is our Secretary Xiao Song now?

After Song Qingyun and Lao Huang separated, they planned to go back to the village to sleep. Thinking of what he said about Tang Guangming and a woman, Chen Da was desperate.

Secretary Xiao Song was worried, so he went to Chen everyone.

The sun is strong during the day, and the solar street lights are full of electricity in a short while. It is particularly bright at night, so it is easy to walk.

It was just a little cold at night and I couldn't see a few tourists.

When we arrived at Chen Da and Chen's second family, there was no one.

Chen Erzi sells Bobo Chicken and Shredded Radish at the Village Night Market. His cold dishes are really good. He has mastered his core competitiveness and is already an Internet celebrity store. As long as he sets up a stall, he will never stop customers.

With Chen Er's leader, several families set up stalls next to him, barbecue, spicy hot pot, jelly... the total number has reached ten.

The village committees are already considering whether to open a night market area there, build a shed, build a stall, and manage it in a unified manner.

First, there is also a wastewater in the garbage. Second, so many families are connected to electricity and water at Gongzhu convenience store, and the load on her side can't bear it. There have been several trips.

The village committees are already implementing this matter and are preparing to pull a single line and lay corresponding water pipes and sewage discharge systems.

Seeing that Chen Da was not at home, Song Qingyun wondered where he went? This old man had already suffered a blow once, and he still had difficulty speaking. He accidentally drooled. If he went out at night, he would be troublesome.

Since there was no one in the room, Song Qingyun was about to leave when he saw Mao Gen excitedly carrying a gauze net and flashlight: "Hey, Secretary Song, you are here, are you looking for Chen Da or Brother Guangming?"

Song Qingyun: "Look for everything."

"They are not here, they are all in the city."

"Everyone is in the city. Isn't Chen Da helping people carry trees? What are you doing when you enter the city?"

Mao Gen smiled wretchedly: "Chen Da went to the city to catch the adulterer."

"What kind of treacherous things are you catching? It's messy."

Mao Gen smiled even more grievously: "Brother Guangming made a woman, who was ten years older than him."

"So what's wrong?"

"That woman is Brother Guangming's master, and this relationship is in chaos."

"So what's wrong?" Song Qingyun continued to ask.

Maogen: "Brother Guangming is so tired of eating every night. Look at him, he is so haggard, hahahaha."

Speaking of this, Mao Gen smiled so much that his facial features were crowded.

Song Qingyun: "I don't like to listen to these things. Tell me what happened to Chen Da? What exactly do you want to do when you run into the city."

Mao Gen continued, Brother Guangming was in his early twenties and was in his prime. His master was the first woman in his life. How could he control the fire and fire? That was when he was always at night, he was a good man and lost weight.

As the saying goes, what is a steel knife for scraping bones? How can people withstand it? It will kill people if they continue like this.

Song Qingyun sneered and said, "What kind of bone-scraping steel knife has no scientific basis at all. Is Tang Guangming losing weight? I guess he lacks sleep. It is a good thing to be in love with both sides. It is very good for people's physical and mental health. What you are talking about is the dregs in traditional culture."

“Yes, yes, yes, yes.”

Song Qingyun: "Chen Da is a mountain farmer, you must have told him about Tang Guangming."

"That's of course, but I didn't expect Chen Da to react so much. In fact, it's difficult for men here to find a wife. Brother Guangming and his master are also a good thing. Apart from being older, what's wrong with it?"

Mao Gen is Tang Guangming’s only friend in City W. Although this friend has many problems, he is still a friend.

When they were fine, the two would chat on WeChat, and Mao Gen would go to the barber shop from time to time to play, so he naturally knew about Tang Guangming and Zhou Hui.

Xiaomao is a person who can't hide his words. After returning to the village, he talked about Tang Guangming and Zhou Hui everywhere. He felt that his brother Guangming could actually get his master, which is really an amazing person. The villagers said that the woman is old, Mao Gen doesn't agree with her, saying that love is related to age. Everyone is right, didn't you also want to be a widow Luo Nan's man? Find a mother for yourself. After that, everyone laughed out loud, making his face turn green.

Chen Da was very happy when he first heard that his son had found a partner. But he heard that the woman was ten years older than Tang Guangming and was still married. He was furious and couldn't ask.

He observed carefully again that Tang Guangming would go to the city every night, and go home to cook for himself at dawn. He went out early and came back late, looking like he was sleep-deprived, and his beard was scattered, his cheekbones were raised, and he was worried, so he decided to go and argue with Zhou Hui.

After dinner, I left the last bus and I should have had a fight with Tang Guangming and Zhou Hui.

After hearing Mao Gen's words, Song Qingyun suddenly realized and said, "What kind of steel knife is not a steel knife? Tang Guangming ran around one day and couldn't sleep for a few hours a day. You would have to lose weight."

He looked at the gauze net on Maogen's hand again and asked curiously: "What are you doing here? By the way, aren't you doing videos? How is the situation now?"

Maogen: "At the beginning, there were only a few hundred fans of several video websites."

Song Qingyun: "It was like this at the beginning. As long as you persist, the number of fans will increase. Didn't Luo Nan do the same at the beginning? Now they have earned tens of thousands of yuan a month. You have to study hard with her... Forget it, you'd better not harass others."

Maogen: "That's right, as long as there is good content, you won't have to worry about not having fans. The videos I'm making are so interesting. Song Qingyun, do you know what to do at Brother Guangming's house? I'm catching cockroaches."

"Make a cockroach?"

Maogen: "I am responding to the call of Song Qingyun and the village committee to eliminate the four evils! Aren't our village spreading rats, cockroaches, mosquitoes and flies? I was thinking that this is a good topic. I catch cockroaches every day when I have nothing to do. When I catch them, I burn them with fire and kill all the beasts with electric shock. Isn't Chen Er making cold radish shredded radish and bobo chicken? He has a lot of food residue and a lot of cockroaches. Every time I come here, I won't come home empty-handed."

After saying that, he waved the net proudly: "Song Qingyun, do you think I have a good idea?"

Song Qingyun was both angry and funny: "No, not bad, as long as you do serious things, it's better than fooling around outside all day."
Chapter completed!