Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âCousin, I can understand your feelings, but people have to move on, right?â Song Yao comforted him.
âYouâre rightâ¦â
Sun Hao wiped his tears. âI just didnât expect her to be so heartless. Weâve been together for so many years. I didnât expect her to be such a personâ¦â
Song Yao also understood Sun Haoâs feelings. Just like in the beginning, she didnât believe that Yu Yong could give Baby Xuan away, nor did she believe what had happened in the dream. It was only when Yu Yong really gave the child away that she completely woke up.
âCousin, donât think too much. People change sometimes. Only money and career wonât leave you. As long as you work hard, youâll definitely make a fortune in the future!â
Upon hearing this, Sun Hao wiped his tears. âYouâre right! Only money is the most reliable! As long as we have money, Mother and Little Hu wonât have to live a hard life!â
At the mention ot Sun Hu, Sun Hao sighed. âAlthough Little Hu isnât my biological son, he has called me father for so many years. Moreover, this isnât his fault. If he calls me father, I have to raise him until heâs an adult! â
Song Yao had never thought that her cousin would be so strong. She patted Sun Haoâs shoulder and said, âThatâs right. Work hard with me and earn money. When you become rich in the future, marry a beautiful wife!â
Sun Hao smiled bitterly. âI wonât think about marrying a wife. Iâll only be at ease as a father if I raise Little Hu to adulthood and see him marry a good wifeâ¦â
While they were talking, Song Ping had already brought the newly recruited female worker into the courtyard. âYao, let me introduce you. This is Aunt Liu. Sheâs very diligent!â
Behind Song Ping, a middle-aged woman who looked familiar in plain clothes stood up. âYouâre the boss here? Why do you look so young?â
Song Yao smiled. âAuntie, my father has told you about the work, right?â
âYes!â Aunt Liu smiled and said, âI work for ten hours a day and earn 12 yuan a month! Isnât this like picking up money for free?â
Song Yaoâs lips twitched. âThatâs different. Youâll be busy in the afternoon. If you come over, Iâll have to familiarize you with the kitchen.â
âWhatâs there to be familiar with?â Aunt Liu said very naturally, âIâm very efficient at work!â
Song Yao didnât believe it at first until noon.
Aunt Liu helped Song Yao look after the pot as she washed the vegetables. She even chatted with Song Yao casually. âYou are making meat buns, right?â
Song Yao stopped. âHow did you know?â
âWhat donât I know?â The auntie smiled. âI used to work in a state-owned restaurant. What havenât I done?â
After saying that, she pointed at the red braised pork that Song Yao had just made and said, âYou put too little rock sugar in it. The color isnât so red anymore. Get up and let me do it!â
After Auntie Liu finished speaking, she got busy. Soon, a large bowl of red braised pork was out of the pot. Song Yao was dumbfounded and wished she could ask Song Ping immediately where he found a divine chef like Aunt Liu.
Aunt Liu worked until past six in the evening. After the last customer left, she took off her apron. âMy dear! Iâll leave first. Iâll come back tomorrow morning! â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Yao waved at her. âAunt! I want to buy a car tomorrow. Come back the day after tomorrow!â
After Aunt Liu left, Gu Li called Song Xiao over to wash the dishes. Song Yao looked at Song Ping. âDad, where did you find Aunt Liu?â
Song Ping took a puff of his pipe. âWhat do you think of this person?
She even said that she used to be a chef at the number one restaurant in the capital. I donât believe her..
Song Yao was dumbfounded. It turned out that being a chef in a state-owned restaurant was considered low-key⦠Wasnât the top restaurant a place only top chefs could go to?
âI think this person is quite good!â Song Yao said, âI still want to raise Aunt Liuâs salary. Letâs raise it to 30 yuan!â
After all, Aunt Liu was a top chef that was hard to come by in a hundred years. She still wanted to learn from Aunt Liu!
âWhy so much?â Song Ping took a puff of his cigarette and felt that it was inappropriate.
Even the attendants who worked in the big shopping mall in the county were only paid more than ten yuan a month. Song Ping thought that his daughter had gone crazy when a chef in a small town gave him thirty yuan.
âDad! You donât understand. Aunt Liu is a top chef. There are so many people who want to hire her but canât,â Song Yao said.
Song Ping silently glanced at Song Yao. âAlright! As long as youâre happy! â
Song Yao glanced at Song Xiao, who was silently washing the dishes in the kitchen. âFind another dishwasher tomorrow. I want to increase the salary of Liang Jie and Cousin by two yuan..â