Queen of Flowers

In the spring of that year, the Yong family encountered a situation where bullies and bullies fought and bullied people. A little of the family business that Dad Yong fought for many years was destroyed.

Daddy Yong has been an elementary school chef. He is smart, diligent and motivated, and has excellent craftsmanship. When he was nearly forty years old, he saved enough money, bought a small yard in Shuangxi Hutong, and opened a private restaurant—Yongjia Restaurant. Daddy Yong himself took the charge and brought a primary school apprentice to help the chef. Zhou's money was collected and the two guys were invited to run.

But it didn't take long for a big house nearby to expand the house and needed the house site of his house, so he wanted to buy the small yard.

Yong Jiayuan didn't dare to hard-top with the big family, so he wanted to ask that big family to pay a little more money so that he could find another place to reopen. As for the loss of old customers caused by the relocation of the restaurant, I dare not care about it. But the big family was so abominable. Not only was he unwilling to pay extra money, but he was also very picky about the small yard of his house and quoted a price lower than the market price.

Father Yong's life savings and hard work are pinned in this small restaurant. Naturally, he will not do it. He will not sell it.

It didn't take long for the Yongjia Restaurant to have an accident-some guests had more than one diarrhea after eating in the restaurant, and they thought it was an outbreak and reported it directly to the official. A search by the government, good guy, dozens of people are having diarrhea, please doctor! Check again, these dozen people who had diarrhea and invited doctors went to Yongjia Restaurant for dinner!

Everyone in the restaurant, except for the female celebrity Zhou, from Father Yong to elementary school apprentices, to two buddies, one was taken to the public hall without landing.

When a board was beaten down, the elementary school student confessed: Father Yong wanted to sell the restaurant back to his hometown, so he wanted to earn more money for travel expenses and reopening capital before selling. In order to save costs, the diseased dead pork at home is used as raw materials for cooking, and the homemade red sauce is used to make freshness.

Wu Yi came to copy, actually in a jar in the kitchen, and found a few pieces of pork marinated in red sauce. A few days ago, the Yong family did have a diarrhea. Go and dig a pig carcass buried deep in lime, and the meat on the back of that pig leg was cut off!

Now that the witnesses and physical evidence were present, Papa Yong passively sentenced him to death and finally couldn't carry it and confessed.

According to the law of the court: intentional sale of spoiled or poisonous food, which causes death, is sentenced to hang; if it causes serious illness but not dead, sixty rods, one year.

In the case of the Yong family, no one died, but many people had diarrhea and collapsed and almost died. Father Yong was sentenced to a sentence of eighty and a year in prison, and the victim was also compensated for some silver.

Daddy Yong is not young anymore, and because of this toss, he died in prison before leaving prison. In order to lose money and make up and down, Zhou had to sell the small yard to the big family and sell his dowry and the slightly valuable things in the house as if they were sold. Their family also had to move from their original place of residence to the now broken yard.

"My dad is timid, cautious, and sometimes a little hesitant. One of the words he said most to us was: be conscience, don't make money with ignorance, or lose the old one sooner or later. This way How could a person cut dead pork for cooking ?! "

Yong Ruo took a long breath and said, "This case has a lot of odds. But we have no evidence, we can only carry this gangster and confess ourselves."

"The key figure in this case is that elementary student. Do you know his whereabouts?"

Yong Ruo shook his head: "I don't know. The elementary school student followed my father for more than ten years. Once the case was closed, we never saw him again. He was originally from Ruzhou and fled to Beijing. Both parents died. My father He was lonely and helpless, and smart, so he accepted him as an apprentice, but he didn't want to lead the wolf into the room. "

Feng few thoughtfully. His fingers circled again on the arm of the chair.

Yong Ruo added: "Not long after my case was closed, there was another incident in the hutong. A silk village next to my house caught fire at night, not only burning his own house, but also burning sixty-seven houses next to you, and losing money. It ’s awful not to say that when the family was brought into the yamen for fire crimes, and hit the fifty boards. Within a few days after the fight, the family died when his mother dragged the old man and the children and sold them. After the house, I went to depend on relatives and friends. Now, the homestead of my small yard and the homestead of that silk village have already become the backyard of that big family. "He smiled ironically.

"Who is that big family?" Feng Liang asked. He looked dull and could not see his mood.

"The big family name was Wei. It was originally a business. Later, a son in the family became a sergeant and became the official family. Now his son has married a daughter of a senior official in the DPRK, and is the principal in the Ministry of Industry.

"After your father died, what did you live on?"

"It's up to me and my mother to make needles and do laundry. Unfortunately, our embroidery is not very good. We can only take ordinary jobs and earn two hard money ..."

"Can you come without relatives?"

"No. My mother was sold by her stepmother since she was a child. She was originally a girl, and was later released from the government to marry my father. My grandfather, who also died early, had nowhere to stay in the clan, and went to Beijing. She became the granddaughter's son-in-law. My grandmother only gave birth to my father, and there are no relatives in the family ... "She smiled," I once thought of selling as a slave and going to a big family to be a son-in-law. Good living conditions. But my mother did n’t agree with her life or death. She said: She was born as a slave, she did n’t want her daughter to bend her knees and become a slave. It ’s a hard time. As long as the family is in one place, that ’s also hardship. It's sweet. "

"Your mother loves you!"

Yong Ruo nodded, rested his elbows on the table, lifted his hands full of frostbite and cracks, and looked around twice, smiling: "So, how many of us I rely on my own hands to support myself. Amazing, right? "With a smile on his eyes, he looked at Feng Liao.

Feng Liao's gaze fell on her hands as well, and there seemed to be a slight distress in her eyes.

"It's amazing!" He said in a very soft voice, "I've suffered for you!"

When feeling sad, Yong Ruo's tone of expression suddenly changed: "But if people are alive, they must not only have the breath in their hearts, but also eat and dress. The desire for delicious food is human nature, engraved in the blood. Things. The daily life of our family can only guarantee that we will not starve to death. It has been a long time since I tasted the flesh! My son paid me to dinner tonight. If I eat alone, it will be uneasy to my heart. I also asked my son to let me go. Take the leftovers back! "

She shrugged her shoulders, raised her fist and rested on her chin, raised her brows and pursed her lips, stared at Feng Liao with a pitiful grievance, and sold shamelessly pitifully: "Please ... "

Feng Liao was slightly stunned by the sudden change of painting style.

He looked at Yong Ruo in amazement and blinked, she still had that expression! She blinked again, and she still had that expression! !! This, this ... This is a different person, right? !! What about her previous strength? Where was her arrogance before? !! Where was she before? !!

Gradually, the color of realization appeared on his face, and then a smile that could not help but smile, finally pointing at Yong Ruo, haha ​​laughed.

"Hahaha ..." He laughed at the table and stood still, tears were about to come out, and there was no manners of nobleman.

Yong Ruo sighed in his heart: For a long time he didn't sell cute, and it was like this ending to re-enter the old industry ... heart jam! In this era, no one can understand the cute culture!

She put away a pitiful pretense, and it was funny to see Feng Liao doing this. Shaking her head, she picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece of tofu, while eating tofu, while admiring the rare mischief of your son.

Feng Liao laughed for a while before she laughed enough.

"What do you do to make that weird look?" He asked Yongruo, "just to take a few plates of leftovers?"

Yong Ruo shook his head: "Our family usually cannot eat such leftovers!"

Feng Liang thought for a while, gave a cough, and said positively, "It's rude to bring the leftovers to my dear ones. I'll let the shop cook some new dishes for you!"

Yong Ruo shook his head and said positively: "Bring the leftovers back, I take my heart to my heart, and my family will eat more securely."

Feng Liang looked straight at her. Yong Ruo stared openly at him. For a long time, Feng Liao smiled helplessly and shook her head again, and had to say: "Just do it!"

They talked while eating.

Yong Ruo no longer talks about his own family, but instead picks up some ridiculous and interesting things in Feng Mo's Hutong, a slum area, because of poverty, so that he knows a little about folk misery. , But not too uncomfortable to listen. After all, it's the Lantern Festival, so you have to be happy!

"There is a little daughter-in-law in the hutong, and a strange thing was discovered not long after she got married. Every time she washed her clothes and came back, her mother-in-law was not happy, and she always had to find a few words from her son and scold Huai. That ’s it. It ’s the same all the time. This little daughter-in-law felt weird. She prepared a gift and sincerely asked her aunt. The aunt asked her to wash her clothes a few times. Do n’t be so diligent. Do the laundry! Do you know why? "

Feng Liang stared at her intently, her eyes filled with interest: "I don't know! Why?"

"Because that mother-in-law is a very stingy person. She felt that the clothes were washed with more wounds, broke quickly, and could n’t be washed more, not to wash with a washboard or wash. So she always washed clothes I dipped my clothes in the water and washed them a few times.

"'Amoy' clothes?" Feng Liao's eyes were wide and unbelievable. "Was that 'Amoy' clean?"

"Of course it's not clean. So her daily clothes are always shy!"

"... once, this mother-in-law wore a new set of clothes and went to a relative's house to sit on, and there was a cloud of oil on her front placket, which made her heartache! She took the clothes to the river, and she didn't want to go to the water to 'sweep' I took it home. Soon after, she went to another person's table, only to find that her clothes were still under the water, except that she wore a nondescript pear patch on her chest. It turned out that the mother-in-law was reluctant to wear new clothes. After entering the water, and reluctant to take a silk thread to embroider a flower to cover the oil stain, I took a white cloth and cut it into the shape of a pear flower, and covered the white cloth pear flower with the embroidery needle method on the stain. A little girl got close to the pear flower and smelled a smell of **** and garlic sauce. By the way: Your elder man is so chic that he can compete with the kitchen ... "

Feng Liao smiled again and fell.