Police Detective

Lost the dog?

Bai Song thought something big was going on.

"There's no need to deliver food. Cut us two plates of tofu and put them in the grilled fish soup to neutralize it." Bai Song said.

"Ah, okay." The old lady looked at a worker next to her, her movements were a little sluggish.

The worker frowned, wiped his hands with a clean towel, walked to the old lady's side and said, "Let's just open here for today. You are really not in good condition today."

"Don't wait for all the guests to eat." The old lady wiped her sweat and packed up the condiments in front of her.

There is only an old lady and three workers in this restaurant.

There are no permanent employees in this store.

After coming here for a few days, everyone became familiar with this small shop. It is said that the old lady has been running it herself since her husband passed away seven or eight years ago. Of course, her body was basically unable to cook, so she hired a few people at first, but the cost of hiring people was too high. The most important thing was that the people she hired always fooled her.

Even in this situation, the old lady kept insisting on running the store. Later, the salary was not high and no one was willing to work, so she hired some small workers from the labor market.

It was easy for the little workers to serve the dishes and wash the dishes, but no one knew how to cook, so the old lady taught them slowly. Often, once a person has been taught, one will leave, and if another person is recruited, then another one will leave, so there are no permanent employees.

"The third table came over to report that there was a problem with the dishes. You said you were only responsible for the ingredients and controlling the heat. This is not possible." The worker shook his head: "As agreed, I will only be responsible for killing the fish and preparing the food. For operation, the payment is calculated based on the number of portions cooked, and cooking is also calculated separately. You always add extra cuts to the vegetables, so how do you calculate wages?"

"Forget it, let me cut it wherever the tofu is." Although Bai Song is not a master of cooking, he can still make home-cooked meals, so cutting tofu is no problem.

According to the worker, he gets commission for killing fish and cooking vegetables, but not for chopping vegetables, so he doesn’t like to do it. It can be seen that this worker has already achieved a little success in cooking, but his attitude is not very good. .

The old lady was not annoyed and stretched her muscles: "It's okay, I'll cut it."

After saying that, the old lady paused for a while and said to the worker: "You will not be short of wages. Tomorrow, I will ask Xiaojuan to pay you the wages, and you go and do your work."

"Are you trying to drive me away?" Xiaogong's eyes widened. He had been looking for a chance to leave recently, but he didn't expect to be fired first.

The old lady didn't say anything, but the worker was so angry that he chopped the knife hard on the chopping board, turned around and was about to leave.

He did this on purpose. He had been a cook for so long and his arms were strong. When the knife was used to chop with such force, the back blade penetrated the wood for a full two to three centimeters. Not to mention the old lady, ordinary people with no strength could do it. Can't pull it out.

Bai Song walked to the chopping board as if nothing had happened, took out a piece of tofu from the refrigerator next to him, and placed it on the chopping board. Then he held the chopping board with his left hand, and when he exerted force with his right hand, the knife was pulled out.

The boy was stunned for a moment, turned around and ran away.

"Thank you," the old lady sighed, "I'll cook you my special dish."

After saying that, the old lady turned around and walked towards the refrigerator, but was stopped by Sun Jie: "Stop working, we'll just cut some tofu or something. It's getting late today, so go to bed early."

"Okay." The old lady was silent for a while: "How about you do it again tomorrow? My daughter-in-law will definitely come over tomorrow. With her cooperation, I will show you my skills."

"Your daughter-in-law?" Bai Song was stunned. He always thought that the old woman was a childless widower.

"Well, the cook is gone. It will take some time to recruit people. She will come over tomorrow." The old lady was obviously in a bad mood and touched her chest. "I can't help myself today."

"Where is your son? Why are you allowed to open your own shop here?" Sun Jie couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Son?" Upon hearing this word, the old lady sighed.

"Sorry for provoking."

Before Sun Jie could finish speaking, the old woman's hand on her chest stretched out ten centimeters in front of her, interrupting Sun Jie: "My son is fine."

These words made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief, but the words that followed the old woman made them choke on their words: "My grandson was lost eight years ago, and he is looking for it outside."

"Lost?" Bai Song's eyes narrowed: "Being carried away?"

"Oh." The old lady was a little unsteady and held the table with both hands: "Eight years."

"What about your daughter-in-law?"

"I have a good daughter-in-law," the old woman said with a rare relief on her face: "She takes care of the children at home."

Listening to the old lady talking, Bai Song roughly understood what was going on.

Her son comes back once a year and also works outside. In recent years, her son has traveled across the country, working and looking for children at the same time. He has traveled to all the counties in Province A.

The only good thing is that the couple had another child five years ago. But this also requires a labor force to be freed up to take care of the children, and the grandmother's in-laws are also in poor health and need her daughter to take care of them.

The burden of all these falls on the daughter-in-law alone.

Every time, my daughter-in-law Xiaojuan would only come over for a few days after the chef left and the new chef didn't come.

The old woman wanted to see her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, but she also didn't want to see them.

Today, my dog ​​Dahuang, whom I had raised for nearly ten years, was lost.

"Grandma, we are police officers. Let's help you find a dog." Bai Song said.

"Police?" The old lady paused again this time for twenty or thirty seconds, and finally said, "I won't bother you anymore."

"How can it be considered trouble?" Bai Song raised his hand to stop the old lady from speaking further, "Wait a moment."

After saying that, Bai Song left the kitchen and called Wang Huadong and Wang Liang in.

"Please describe the appearance of your rhubarb. We will first draw a picture of the rhubarb, and then we will slowly search for it through the surrounding video." Bai Song said seriously: "We can't guarantee that we will find it back, but we will try our best. "

The old lady opened her mouth several times to say something, but finally bowed to Bai Song and started to talk about the situation of Rhubarb.

Wang Huadong was stunned. This was his first time sketching a dog! At first he didn't take it seriously, but after listening to the grandmother's description of the dog, he was gradually moved.

How deep of a feeling is this to be able to describe it like this?

From the old lady's words, Wang Huadong seemed to feel that Dahuang was one of her family members, and the last one. That kind of connection seems to have transcended many relationships between people.

Hua Dong's hand holding the brush couldn't help but tremble.

The body and mind are both sick, and the capacity and strength are both declining.

Old age makes me forgetful, but I never forget my lovesickness. (Bai Juyi)

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