Nongmen fierce girl head chef

Chapter 307
Sure enough, Meng Liangdong breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back in the chair, but when he sat down, he didn't know whether it was on purpose or not, he wiped the surface of the chair lightly with his hands.

Lin Yuan frowned, didn't he just sit on this chair?Standing up is only a matter of a word, why do you need to wipe it again?But looking at his relieved look, it doesn't look like he is wiping, as if he is checking something?what exactly is it?
"How is Mr. Meng doing in the school? We haven't seen each other for so long, Lin Yuan thought that the husband must be doing well. But." Lin Yuan has too many questions to ask. The school is Meng Liangdong's dream place. Could it be that he is really having a bad time? Shu Xin just came back?

As soon as she heard the word "school", Meng Liangdong's shoulders couldn't help trembling, and even his eyes became complicated.This man is straight-hearted, without any crooked intentions, as Lin Yuan could tell from the first time she saw him.

Therefore, she was sure that Meng Liangdong would tell her all about the situation in the school these days.

Sure enough, after a moment of stupefaction, Meng Liangdong finally sighed heavily, wrapped his hands around his messy hair, and lay down on his knees in agony.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yuan suddenly felt that her question just now was a little too cruel, she quickly got up and poured him a cup of hot tea, put it on the small coffee table beside him, and said softly: "Mr. It doesn't matter if you don't have a good life, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I said a long time ago, I, Daohuaxiang, will always keep the door for you, as long as you want, the position of Mr. Accountant will always be yours."

In order to alleviate his pain, Lin Yuan pointed at the counter in the front hall pretending to be relaxed, where books, abacus, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were already placed, and of course there was a homemade safe that she asked the old iron man to help build.

"Look, Mr. Meng, this counter is reserved for you."

Xu Shi was infected by Lin Yuan's voice, Meng Liangdong scratched his messy hair, slowly raised his head, and followed her fingers to look at the counter that he had been making for several years.

As soon as he saw that counter, all his past memories flooded into his mind. When he was a child, he laughed and laughed around his parents. When he grew up, he sat there reading and practicing calligraphy. After his parents passed away, all the things on the counter were his. Books, abacus and so on have long since been thrown away by him.

Now, that counter is still there, it's just not his anymore.

Laughing at himself, Meng Liangdong looked up at Lin Yuan, asked her to sit down, and then slowly spoke.

"Boss Lin asked, I'll just talk about it, at least tell people, I feel better." Meng Liangdong clasped his hands, as if thinking about where to start, "After I left here that day, I went straight to the school. I found the steward who had made an appointment with me before, and handed over the silver taels he proposed. However, who would have thought that he would ask for another 50 taels. Although I was dissatisfied, I still gave 50 taels were also given to him.”

Lin Yuan shrugged. This school is really dark.

What she didn't know was that something darker was yet to come.

"The steward took my money and took me to see the dean of the school. The dean is not bad, but he is too old and his ears are not working. He always laughs at what the steward says. I nodded and said yes. That's it, I stayed in the school. I thought everything would be fine, but who knows, this is just the beginning."

As if recalling something unbearable to look back on, Meng Liangdong took a sip of the hot tea that Lin Yuan poured for him just now, feeling warmer on his body, and then continued: "I was arranged to live with another gentleman by the steward, and later I know that gentleman just went there not long ago, but his family is better off than mine, and his food and clothing costs are much better than mine. Perhaps I was too honest, and within two days of living with him, he threw all his dirty clothes to Me, let me wash him."

(End of this chapter)