C2 Breakfast Shop

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During these two years, the income of the people in the town had increased, and the parents were willing to give their children pocket money to buy breakfast and snacks between classes. Because of this, they opened a breakfast shop at the entrance of the town.

Although they were selling breakfast, in the afternoon, when the children were half grown, they would come out to buy some food after going crazy for a round in the sports field. After that, they would fill up their empty stomachs, so after taking an afternoon nap, Grandpa Ye Zi would make some more steamed buns and use the students' time to leave class.

Ye Wenbo brought up his two sons and his second son brought up his grandson. For the past few decades, in order to make his son and grandson eat well, he spent a lot of effort on food. Although it was just a simple bun house, there were a lot of different types of steamed buns.

When Ye Zi came back, it was already past the time for the class to end, and there was no one at the entrance of the school. He carried his bag and slowly walked over, and saw a person sitting opposite of the shop at the Ye Family breakfast time.

It was much colder in front of the Ye Family Shop earlier. Ye Zi looked at the person coldly and quickened his pace.

Wang Guilann, who had chatted with the lady boss of the stationery store next door for a long time, was stunned when she saw the person who rushed out. She then squinted her eyes and giggled, "Oh, this top student has returned. He's been in the county for a few months and he looks down on people. He doesn't even bother to call anyone when he sees first aunt."

Ye Zi heard this and felt disgusted. He rushed into his shop without even looking back and shouted, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

"Zi, you're back." Ye Wenbo walked out of the house. Half of the 60-odd people's hair had turned white. His years of hard work and the pain of losing a middle-aged child made him look much older than he actually was.

Though the house was hard, it was not like the people of the same age in town and in the village, who had cleaned themselves up and washed their navy blue clothes until they were white.

"Are you used to being in the county? Quickly put down your bag, eat some steamed buns first and then we'll go back to the village together later. Grandfather will cook some good dishes for Zi tonight. " Ye Wenbo had a gentle smile on his face. He looked at Ye Zi with a kind and kind expression, as if he didn't hear the scolding from Wang Guilann outside.

"Grandpa …" Ye Zi put down his bag, walked over and hugged Ye Wenbo. His voice was choked with sobs.

"What's wrong?" Ye Wenbo, who wasn't used to being intimate with his grandson, was not used to it. He couldn't bear to push his grandson away, so after hesitating for a moment, he landed on Ye Zi's back and patted him, "Did you get bullied in the county?"

This child has been bullied many times outside, but never told him, "Or did you, first aunt, say something to you? Don't listen to her words. Grandpa is here for you. "

Ye Zi's nose was sour, he hugged his grandpa's skinny body for a while before letting go, then turned his head not wanting to let his grandpa see his red eyes, he looked around the shop and said: "I miss grandpa, grandpa, where is Elder Brother Zhao? Not working in our shop anymore? "

Ye Wenbo was afraid of delaying Ye Zi's lessons, so he hired a helper to come back. He was called "Elder Brother Zhao" by Ye Zi, and Ye Zi obviously knew where Zhao Song went at the moment. He was on the other side with his grandfather's steamed bun recipe, which made him an ingrate.

Ye Wenbo snorted: "Don't talk about him, he went somewhere else and grandpa can be busy by himself. Zi just needs to study in the county. Come, let's go home."

The shop was only about 20 square meters or so, separated into two rooms. Inside, there was a wooden bed placed on top of it, so it couldn't be considered a proper house for a grandfather-grandson pair.

"Alright, grandfather, let's go home." Ye Zi also missed his and his grandpa's home at Taoyuan Village, so he helped grandpa check if the fire in the stove was completely extinguished, and then brought the leftover steamed buns in the steamer. Even if it was a cold day, their shop wouldn't sell overnight buns, and they would also push out an old bicycle that was stored inside the shop.

Ye Wenbo locked the door, while Ye Zi squatted in front of the door to check the condition of the car. However, generally speaking, his grandfather would check it in advance, and on this weekend, the grandfather and grandson duo would ride the bike back to the village.

When he was in middle school, his grandfather was the one who carried him when he was not yet tall. Now, it was Ye Zi who carried his grandfather.

Wang Guilann, who had been blabbering endlessly at the door, had run off somewhere. However, another eyesore came over and greeted Ye Zi with a smile, "Zi is back. Have you eaten dinner yet? Elder Brother Zhao will cook two dishes for you?"

Ye Zi got up from the ground and turned around, expressionlessly looking at this young man with a warm smile on his face. His skin was white compared to most of the rural people, and his face was round, making him look quite pleasing. No one would believe that he was an ingrate no matter who saw it.

Ye Zi looked at Ye Zi's smile with an interested expression. He wanted to see from his face how thick Ye Zi's skin was to be able to speak to him in such a familiar manner as if nothing had happened.

How naive and ignorant did he think he was?

Unfortunately, he wasn't naive when he was a few years old.

Ye Zi looked at him in this manner without saying a word. Gradually, Zhao Song's smile disappeared. He rubbed his chin and said, "Zi, do you have a misunderstanding about Elder Brother Zhao?"

"Zi, let's go." Ye Wenbo turned around and said after locking the door.

"Alright, grandfather, let's go home." Ye Zi took the two bags and hung them on the handlebars, one on each side. Ye Wenbo was left holding the bags in his hands.

Ye Zi's legs were long and slender. He easily climbed onto the bike and waited for his grandpa to sit properly on the back seat. Then, he stepped off the bike and rode it out.

The grandfather and grandson duo had completely left Zhao Song there, and no one bothered with him. The latter looked at the gradually walking figure, cursed under his cold face, and turned around to return to the Wang Family Shop.

The lady boss of the stationery store stuck her head out from behind the counter and scoffed. This ingrate really treated this grandpa and granddaughter as a soft and unrestrained temple piece. Was he not allowed to put on a show of temper?

She did not believe what that Sister-in-Law Wang said before. She had known Ye Family for more than a day or two, so how could she not know what sort of people they were.

Besides, what did it mean to poach an ingrate like Zhao Song when they said they were from the same family and had opened the same restaurant on the other side?

Looking at the types of buns written on the signboard at the entrance, they were exactly the same as the ones sold on the other side, but they were cheap by a dime. Zhao Song was standing at the door all day again, pulling all the regular customers over, and this still didn't count as forcing the grandfather and grandson of Ye Family to the point where they couldn't stay any longer.

A family of people like Sister Wang is really unlucky.