Sun's little regret disappeared instantly after Yang Huazhong said this.

"Okay, then we won't pack it up. This master chef is really great. He is the backbone of the restaurant, Qing'er and Lao Wu. You have to be nicer to others!" Mrs. Sun added.

Yang Huazhou smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, the capable people in our restaurant are the most valued. To use the article Qing'er drafted, this is called the restaurant culture of our restaurant."

They were all new words that neither Sun nor Yang Huazhong could understand.

Yang Ruoqing took another crab roe bun for Sun: "Mom, don't worry about that master chef. The treatment we give him in our restaurant is better than the treatment Xiao An received when he ate the Yamen meal at the Ministry of War. Come, eat it while it's hot, eat it."

Let’s go home when we’re full, but we won’t be able to eat when we get home!”

After eating and drinking enough, there were a few bacon and egg yolk rice dumplings that she couldn't finish. She didn't want to waste them but insisted on packing them up and taking them back, along with the half plate of sour crispy radish that was left on the table.

"Zongzi are different from crab roe buns. You can put them on the steamer to heat them up and eat them. This is the best way for your father and I to make dinner tonight."

Yang Ruoqing knew that she couldn't stop him, so she had no choice but to follow Sun.

Yang Huazhong drank the greasy tea with a smile and did not interfere.

Only Yang Huazhou glanced at the door of the room and joked with a smile: "It's a good thing that we are having breakfast in the guest room. If we were to have breakfast in the lobby, those guys would probably be shocked if they saw the employer's mother being so thrifty.

I’ve been amazed for a long time.”

This entire restaurant belongs to the owner, and the chefs of various cuisines and pastries all work for the owner. What delicacies does the owner’s mother want to eat but can’t get?

If it were anyone else, they would not know what extravagance and waste would be like, but Sister-in-law Sister-in-law, on the other hand, packs up the food if she can’t finish it. This simple character will never change in her lifetime!

But the more this happens, the better the children will be, and each generation will get better and better!

Yang Huazhou originally planned to send the three of them to the city gate, but Xiao An came.

"Didn't I tell you not to come? Why did you come anyway?"

Mrs. Sun's eyes were full of joy. She was holding a handkerchief in her hand and wiping the sweat from Xiao An's forehead, but she was uttering words of blame.

Xiao An chuckled: "I guess I'll come over in time."

Mrs. Sun continued to wipe his sweat, then unscrewed the water bag she was carrying and handed it to him: "You are sweating profusely and out of breath from running. Come, take a sip of honey water to moisten your throat."

When Xiao An received the drink, he raised his head and drank several large gulps. He raised the back of his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, drinking water comfortably.

Mrs. Sun took the water bag again, looked at Xiao An and smiled.

Yang Huazhong also told Xiao An: "Then let's go back first, sooner rather than later."

Xiao An nodded, "I'll take you out of the city."

"Don't your military department need to drill? Why are you still free to send me out of the city?" Yang Huazhong asked again. After all, it is nearly three miles from here to the city gate.

"I've made all the arrangements, let's go!" Xiao An got on his horse, gave Yang Huazhou another ring, turned his horse's head and walked to the front of Yang Huazhong's carriage.

Yang Huazhong turned to Yang Huazhou and said, "Since Xiao An is here, don't send her off."

Yang Huazhou nodded, "Okay, I won't go. Third brother and sister-in-law, please be careful on the way."

Yang Huazhong smiled.

Mrs. Sun also raised the curtain of the carriage and smiled at Yang Huazhou and said: "Gui Ling will give birth next month. If you can spare time then go home early. If you can't spare time, we will send you a message. When we receive the letter

I have to go back soon, and the full moon wine is still waiting for your grandpa to take care of it!"

When he heard that he would soon be promoted to be a grandfather, Yang Huazhou's eyes were full of smiles, and he even felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I understand."

Yang Ruoqing also walked over with her horse, and when she passed Yang Huazhou, she deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "Uncle Fifth, do you have a secret message that you want me to pass on to Aunt Fifth?"

Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned red.

"You girl...it's just you!" He raised his hand and made a fake gesture of hitting Yang Ruoqing on the head.

Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Yang Huazhou shook his head with a look of helplessness. He raised his hand and touched her head instead: "Okay, get on your horse. Your parents will be taken care of by you along the way."

Yang Ruoqing nodded seriously, smiled sweetly at him again, got on her horse and chased their carriage.

Yang Huazhou stood at the door of the backyard, watching Yang Huazhong and the others disappear at the end of the street, then turned around and entered the yard with his head lowered.

…

Seeing you off thousands of miles away, we must say goodbye in the end.

"Xiao An, just send it here and go back to the military department quickly!"

At the city gate, Yang Ruoqing was riding on a horse, taking her eyes away from the traffickers and footmen who were constantly flowing in and out of the city gate, and said goodbye to Xiao An.

Xiao An nodded and glanced at Yang Huazhong and Sun.

Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded at him, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

Mrs. Sun lifted up the curtain of the carriage and leaned out almost half of her body, as if she was about to jump out of the car. Her eyes were red, she looked at Xiao An and called out in a rustling voice: "Xiao An..."

Xiao An got off his horse and came to the side of the carriage to hold Sun's outstretched hands, smiling helplessly: "Mom, don't do this, you will make me feel a little uncomfortable..."

Yang Huazhong straightened up and reprimanded Mr. Sun: "I told you when I came here, don't be too affectionate. What do you look like crying? A man should have his own things to do and be with you every day.

Is there any future for us wandering around that one-third of an acre of land?"

Yang Huazhong rarely reprimanded Mr. Sun like this. The couple had always been considerate of his rotten wife for half their lives.

But Yang Huazhong was a man, and his vision and structure were different from those of Sun. Especially in such an occasion, he had to use the majesty of the head of the family to say some harsh words.

Otherwise, a loving mother will often fail her son, and being too loving can sometimes be a form of flattery. When you should be cruel, you should be cruel.

This is not to be cruel to the child, but to be cruel to yourself. Let go and let the child spread its wings and fly high.

After being lectured like this by Yang Huazhong, Sun also realized that she really shouldn't be like this, but at the same time she felt a little aggrieved. She glanced at Yang Huazhong and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say anything, I just called Xiao An...

…”

Yang Huazhong opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Mrs. Sun turned her face away, gently brushed away a little dust on Xiao An's shoulder, and said softly: "You won't be able to come back in time for the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September, right?"

Xiao An was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Mom, I just left home on August 18th, so I can't run back home again within a month, right?"
Chapter completed!