start from romance

Chapter 11 "My" Father
In the inpatient department of the oncology department, Tang Maode was reclining on the hospital bed.

For Tang Maode, he has no way of caring about what tomorrow will be like.

In the past few days, he can't help but fall into memories, recalling his life.

The feeling that runs through the memories ends with an exclamation like if. Then, and then a long sigh.

Wang Jun put the insulated barrel in his hand on the table next to the hospital bed: "Second brother, the running water in the store sold 4857 yesterday, I went to the hospital to ask, there is still a lot of money left from the money that Brother Xiaochu paid, don't worry , rest in peace of mind."

Tang Maode's gaze remained dull, ignoring Wang Jun.

Wang Jun has long been used to Tang Maode's character, so he opened the thermos bucket on his own, and took out some light dishes one by one.

"You are his cousin. Even if you count by age, you are older than him. Why do you call him brother?" At this time, Tang Maode answered slowly.

Wang Jun smiled and said, "I'm used to it, but you haven't gotten used to it yet? Brother Xiaochu is more capable than me. If you want me to say, second brother, you can just let him do his own business. Young people can hold on to it." kitchen?"

"Aren't you a young man?"

"I'm different. I'll be thirty in a few years, and I can only be a cook. You don't understand, Xiao Chu? Once I saw him sing a song, and the boss gave him a gift of 5000 yuan. The song costs 5000 yuan, and Brother Xiaochu sang it in 5 minutes, and we can’t make so much money even if we work hard for a day.”

Wang Jun stretched out his hand while talking, to help Tang Maode get up to eat.

Tang Maode tilted his head and refused to cooperate, as if he would not eat.

"That's when you didn't see that he didn't have a list before, and he sat in front of the computer all night."

Tang Maode didn't eat, Wang Jun didn't force it, and put the dishes back into the thermos one by one: "Isn't the situation very good now, just like our restaurant, it has become famous, and it can be sold no matter how long it takes. Four or five thousand is not."

It’s okay not to mention this, but Tang Maode became even more angry when he mentioned this, and turned to look at Wang Jun: “Yes, I use a little bit of dim sum, so it’s not a big problem to sell 5000 yuan a day? Just hand it over to him like this, as long as it’s normal A little bit, a little bit of care, isn’t it a matter of time to buy a house or a car? Singing? Singing hammers, staying at home all day long, so I’m not healthy, otherwise I may not know who will go ahead.”

Wang Jun hurriedly interrupted Tang Maode: "Okay, okay, second brother, don't be angry, don't talk about him anymore."

Outside, Tang Zhichu didn't push the door open for a long time.

In memory, the father and son don't seem to have any "warm" moments.

"He" even had resentment towards his father.

From a secular point of view, my father should not be regarded as a successful person, regardless of his career and economic conditions or family relations.

I have lived in the old house for decades, the car is only a van, and the marriage is divorced.

When I opened the night market, I drank heavily all the year round, and sometimes I gambled with those cronies, and I still owed tuition fees in my memory.

"Tang Zhichu"'s autistic personality is mostly related to his father.

After college, the father and son often quarreled. Tang Maode's temper didn't change, but his behavior changed. He borrowed money to open a restaurant with five private rooms.

This triggered another conflict. Tang Zhichu wanted to live his own life, but Tang's father wanted him to help in the store, even if it was Lao Tzu who worked for his son.

After hesitating for a while, Tang Zhichu pushed the door open.

This feeling is very strange, it is the first time to meet a father who is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Fortunately, the original owner didn't have much to say in front of his father. Tang Zhichu pushed open the door, and the three of them briefly looked at each other. Then Tang Zhichu went over and picked up the inspection form that was still on the side.

"Brother Xiao Chu is here!" Wang Jun stood up.

Calculated, Wang Jun is three years older than Tang Zhichu, and they played together when they were young.

Don't look at him being honest now, when he was a child he was very messy.

Later, an accident occurred in another place, and he went in for a few months. At that time, Tang Maode had a lot of friends, and he talked about the so-called loyalty in the world. He had a drink and chat with some buddies, and ran over that night. Three or four days later, he brought Wang Jun back. up.

Then Wang Jun changed his former non-learning chef and went to Tang Maode. After opening the restaurant, he called Wang Jun over, and he was also a person who knew the basics.

When they met again many years later, Wang Jun changed his address to Tang Zhichu and kept calling him Brother Xiaochu. Perhaps he attributed his deep gratitude to Tang Maode to Tang Zhichu.

Tang Zhichu's character was introverted and self-closing, and he didn't correct this title.

"Brother Jun, you've worked hard." Tang Zhichu said bravely.

Wang Jun waved his hand: "It's okay, someone has been added to the store, and it's already in place, so I'm not busy."

Tang Zhichu groaned, and sat down on the stool next to him.

Tang Maode snorted, and said: "I won't be able to die for a while. If you have time to come and see me, you might as well handle the affair."

Tang Maode knew what Tang Zhichu was doing during this time, so Wang Jun was always taking care of him.

Tang Zhichu didn't speak, he was getting used to this feeling.

Seeing that Tang Zhichu didn't speak, Tang Maode became angry, and said, "I don't ask you to bring one back and make more friends. How can you be so young that you don't go out of the door every day? Look at you." Cousin, I came to see me a few days ago, and I changed another girl, so you can’t imitate him, your thing can only pee?”

Wang Jun coughed twice, then got up: "Uh, um, I'm going to the bathroom."

Tang Zhichu: "."

"Okay, I'm silent again. I miss Tang Maode. I'm the most powerful person at the wine table. I can boast that I can serve wine better than peanuts. The elder sisters passing by can make people's legs weak. How come you can't do it? University, university Is that a place to study? I'm not promising, I can't get a girlfriend even in a university, won't my line of Tang Laoer be broken in your hands? Don't you know how to sing? You sing to those girls what."

Tang Zhichu finally raised his head and saw that the old man was talking endlessly, so he said, "They don't pay, why should I sing for them?"

Tang Maode: "I"

Tang Zhichu: "I didn't eat when I saw it, and I was so weak when I scolded others. Since when did your second child, Tang, become so qualified, can't you?"

Tang Maode stared: "You bastard, who are you talking about?"

Tang Zhichu got up, opened the thermos bucket, and took out the food again: "That's Brother Jun, I'll cook chicken soup for you, and you're still pretending to have no appetite, right? Who are you going to show the show to? Who's going to go first? ?That's it?"

"You fucking eavesdropper?"

"What's the matter with me being honest and honest? I ate these if I wanted to live a few more days. With your attitude, you still worry about my next generation? I think it would be hard for me to see my daughter-in-law. You can't let people go directly to your grave to burn paper? "

Tang Maode blew his nose angrily and stared: "You son of a bitch, say it again? I won't fight with you when I'm well. I'll take your surname, Zinima."

Tang Zhichu shook his head, looking down on Tang Maode, and then took a few steps back: "Wait a minute, you old Tang also has today, don't talk about doing it, if you have time, you might as well practice your words, otherwise you will come to me next time Still can't do it for me."

After speaking, Tang Zhichu left the ward, but he didn't leave immediately, and he deliberately didn't close the door. He peeked at the door for a while before turning around.

(End of this chapter)