Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 129: Seeing his son was still alive, the father drew out seven wolves...

There were many diners queuing in front of the stall.

Su Chen didn't need anyone to urge him, he consciously sped up his movements.

Fortunately, the oil pan is big enough.

Wave after wave of stinky tofu was put into the pan and fried, and the rhythm could barely be kept up.

After Su Chen finished frying the last pot, he started pouring the sauce and packing.

An old customer habitually asked one more question, whether there would be extra meals tomorrow.

Then I heard the bad news.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Su Chen, their expressions somewhat distorted.

"What? Boss, today is only Thursday, are you going to quit and take a break?"

"Yeah, shouldn't we move once a week?"

"Oh my god, I was wondering how I was so lucky to have this meal today. It turns out there's a big trick waiting for me!"

Each and every diners looked at Su Chen with accusatory eyes.

Su Chen was so frightened by the stare that he almost raised his hands in surrender.

Hey, the task volume is only 500!

At this moment, the task progress bar is already displayed in the calculation.

It would be rude to do it again.

He spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I just want to take a break. Besides, the longer we set up the stall here, the more people will come. The street is almost blocked. I think everyone can understand. See you next week."

"No, I don't understand. Boss, if you can't kill me, then do it to the death!"

"I can understand you, but who cares about my life or death? Without this bite of food, I might as well die!"

"Boss, where are you going to hide and set up your stall next week?"

The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched.

Does the task assigned by the system count as hiding?
You still have to point and hit wherever you want...

"Well, when you meet me, you'll know where to set up the stall."

Diner: ...

Listening to your words is like Zhuang Zhou bringing about purification.

Boss, oh boss, you are really a rebellious person.

Su Chen didn't bother too much with the diners. After packing up his things, he drove home happily.

He is happy.

Under the sycamore tree, many diners couldn't help feeling sad as they held their stinky tofu.

The chewing movements in their mouths became cautious.

The cheeks slowly puffed up, then slowly deflated, making a final struggle with the delicacy that was about to disappear.

I can’t bear to eat it!
After all, once you finish eating it, it’s goodbye forever, so the longer you can keep it in your mouth, the better.

"Hey, I said that too many people shouldn't know about this. Can't we keep the good stuff hidden? Look, the boss must have closed up shop early to avoid the spotlight."

"If you hadn't happened to see the Tik Tok video, would you have had this blessing?"

"That's right, it's too much. What kind of behavior is this? I'm just an expert..."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and all kinds of opinions are heard.

But Su Chen, who had already returned home, naturally had some peace and quiet.

After dinner, after coaxing the little girl to sleep, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Even a salted fish will turn over eventually, but he lay there for hours without moving at all.

With a "ding" sound in my mind, one million was deposited into my account.

Su Chen was delighted, thinking that this reward was finally not useless.

Holding the warm money in his pocket, he turned over with satisfaction.

the next day.

After Su Chen sent the child away, he felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

I have to go to the parent-teacher meeting at 2:30 in the afternoon.

After all, it's the same as usual.

The main idea is to be casual and just put on the casual clothes you are used to wearing?
Or should I dress up carefully, put on a suit, and make myself look handsome so as not to embarrass my child?

After all, children will secretly compare with each other.

Think about it for a while.

He is an old father who is afraid that he cannot bring honor to his children.

Finally made up my mind.

I walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and drenched myself from head to toe. Then, I took out a shirt from the closet that was both textured and not ostentatious.

He put on the watch that he never wore normally.

It is said that clothes make the man and saddles make the horse.

At this moment, Su Chen's temperament suddenly came up.

If someone who doesn’t know the situation were to know about this now, they would never imagine that his child is old enough to help with cooking.

2 p.m.

Su Chen swiped his school card and walked towards the specially assigned classroom.

The classroom is spacious and bright, with tea and fresh fruit on the tables.

Most of the parents have arrived.

Su Chen sat down according to the seat number.

When everyone was present, the teacher took the microphone and began to speak.

"I am very glad that all the parents have taken the time out of their busy schedules to attend this parents' meeting. Today, we..."

The teacher wasn't too long-winded.

After this brief speech, he began to distribute the letters written carefully by each child to their parents one by one.

Su Chen received the envelope, his heart full of anticipation.

I guess this is why the little girl didn't let me watch it the night before yesterday.

So what would she write?
When I opened it, I saw a lot of hearts, strawberries and candies drawn on it.

Hmm... that’s Naituanzi’s usual style.

Dear Dad.

I can't write much, but I have so many things to say to you.

The most important sentence is, Dad, I love you.

In my memory, you are with me every day.

Play games with me, tell me stories, and help me tie my hair every day...

You are the most awesome and best dad in the world.

And I am also the luckiest daughter.

Dad, thank you for your hard work over the years.

When I grow up, I will take good care of you...

a letter.

The handwriting is crooked and many characters are not written properly, so they are replaced by pinyin or drawings of little people.

You even have to think and guess to understand the meaning.

However, Su Chen couldn't help but burst into tears.

In fact, he is not a particularly emotional person.

But the words written by the little girl really touched him.

As a father, he felt that he had not done enough.

But the little guy actually said that he was very lucky.

These few numbers are of great weight.

Not only Su Chen, many parents also couldn't help crying after reading the letters written by their children.

Some even howled loudly in public.

Of course, there is no harm without comparison.

Some parents, before the meeting: I am so proud that I can use my five-centimeter high heels to poke to death all those who look down on my children.

After the meeting: You bastard, I can stab you to death with my five-centimeter high heels.

Look at what nonsense is written in this letter!
'Mom, please look at this paper for a while, otherwise the teacher will know that I didn't write it.'

"The teacher asked us to write down our true feelings, so remember to buy a roast duck later."

'I didn't write it to my dad, I hope he can read it for my mom.'

Some people even don’t know what to write, so they just draw a bunch of poop.

Several parents exchanged glances with each other and started complaining.

"Ah, a cotton-padded jacket is better for keeping warm. It's nothing like my leather jacket, which leaks air!"

"That little bastard in my family is the one who is so annoying. He doesn't even want to tell his father a word of his true feelings."

"Dude, when you get home from the meeting, will you pick up the props?"

"Go ahead, you must go. I have the Prodigal Son's Shoes, the Hopeful Son's Whip, the Repentance Rack, the Golden Silk Success Belt, and the Five Finger Mountain!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)