We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Chapter 191 First Meal After Returning Home

"My sister wore the dress you made for her wedding. She was very proud on the wedding day. People from all over the country who came to see it said it was beautiful. These are all snacks made by my sister herself. She was famous for her craftsmanship before she got married. Take them home and eat them quickly. You can't keep them for a long time."

The woman who came in was a pregnant woman with short hair. She looked young and had a simple smile on her face. She looked very plain and from her belly, I guess she was five or six months pregnant.

"Sister Huang, you are so polite." Zhang Lingling welcomed her into the store and introduced her to Wen Qin, "Sister Huang, the owner of the stationery store next door. She takes good care of me. If I am too busy to eat, she will go to your sister's place to get it for me."

"Sister Huang, this is my sister-in-law, the younger sister of Wen Ji across the street. She works out of town and just came back today. She is an excellent student at Shuimu." Zhang Lingling always spoke with pride when introducing Wen Qin to others. Her exaggerated tone made Wen Qin feel a little embarrassed.

Sister Huang was originally smiling, but when she heard about Shuimu's top student, her smile faded a little. Wenqin noticed it, but didn't say anything.

She walked up to her and shook her hand: "Hello, Sister Huang, I'm Wenqin, you can just call me Qinqin, thank you for taking care of my sister-in-law."

Sister Huang was a little surprised that Wen Qin shook hands with her so solemnly, and the smile on her face became more sincere: "I often heard Lingling praise you before. It's not easy for sisters like you two to get along like sisters."

Wen Qin smiled: "That's right, my sister-in-law is fine."

Sister Huang looked down and saw An An, who had been quietly hugging Wen Qin's thigh. The smile on her face became more sincere: "Is this your daughter? She is so pretty."

Wen Qin smiled and pulled the child over: "This is my daughter's nickname, An An. An An, come, call me auntie."

"Hello, Auntie, have you eaten yet?" An An had smelled the sweet fragrance of the cakes just now, and stared at Sister Huang without blinking. Now that she called someone, her mouth was so sweet.

Perhaps pregnant women have no resistance to these cute babies, so Sister Huang couldn't help but reach out and touch An An's head twice. An An also obediently stretched out her head for her to touch.

Sister Huang reluctantly took her hand back: "Since it's rare for Qinqin to come back, I guess you guys are busy too, so I won't bother you."

"Goodbye, An'an." Sister Huang waved to An'an, and An'an was very conscious: "Goodbye, Auntie."

Before leaving, Sister Huang looked at Wen Qin strangely, and that look was filled with an indescribable meaning.

With a little envy.

Zhang Lingling didn't notice anything unusual about Sister Huang, but instead stuck her head out and looked in the direction of Wen Jie's shop.

"Sister, there are not many people in the store. Let's go, see you and have lunch." After putting down the things in her hands, Zhang Lingling pulled Wen Qin and walked out.

"Is the door not locked?" Wen Qin was a little surprised. She wanted to ask this question when she came here just now.

"I know everyone on this street. It's right in front of the school, and the school security department is just opposite. The public security is good. If any of us has something to do, we can leave for a while and basically the store won't close. Everyone will watch over you. Besides, we're just opposite. If you eat there, you can see my store at a glance." Zhang Lingling saw Wen Qin's leisurely look and picked up An An. "You're not hungry, An An is. Let's go."

Wen Qin had no choice but to follow.

Wen Qin has not seen Wen Jie's store since the renovation was completed.

The kitchen is enclosed by glass, and everything from picking vegetables, washing and cooking to washing dishes in the back can be seen by the customers.

Everyone in the kitchen wore snow-white coats and white hats, and their hair was neatly tied up. It seemed that Wen Jie had listened to all of Wen Qin's suggestions.

There are more than a dozen tables in the lobby, some large and some small, divided into tables for two, four and eight.

When Wenqin and the others came in, there were only four people left at the table, and there were two children eating.

The food on the plate was almost finished, and the child was slowly drinking the soup.

The soup is tomato and egg soup, not the kind that is made by pouring boiling water and becomes clear like boiled water.

There are a lot of egg drops and the tomatoes are cooked thoroughly. The soup looks very appetizing.

Wen Jie was washing a pot behind the glass window. When she heard Zhang Lingling's voice, she looked up and was stunned for a moment when she saw An An. When she was about to ask whose child this was, she saw Wen Qin enter the room from behind.

Wen Jie was stunned for several seconds, then she opened the window on the glass cabinet: "Qinqin? When did you come back?"

Wen Qin smiled: "I just came back not long ago, and I saw that there were too many people here. So I went to find my sister-in-law first."

Wen Jie nodded: "Oh, yes, I made it just in time. The children are all here. Go sit there with your sister-in-law. I'll give you two more dishes for lunch."

"Bring two cold dishes over." Wen Jie said to the aunt who was washing dishes next to her.

The aunt nodded, stood up and washed her hands. After washing and drying them, she started to serve them cold dishes.

Wen Qin felt a lot more relieved after seeing this.

She had always emphasized to Wen Jie that when opening a restaurant like this, cleanliness and hygiene must be the top priority, and whether it is an assistant or a chef, cleanliness must be put first.

Although there is still room for improvement, for example, the people who serve food and wash dishes should be separated, Wen Qin will not mention such nitpicking requests under the current circumstances.

"Don't be too busy, sister. I'll just eat a couple of bites."

"You can just eat a couple of bites, but An An can't. What if she says that Aunt's cooking is not tasty? Just sit down." Wen Jie rolled her eyes at Wen Qin and turned around to get busy.

The so-called cold dishes are actually home-made salted peanuts and kimchi radishes.

These are the side dishes that go with porridge in the morning. Sometimes when children don’t want to eat, these snacks work wonders, so I always keep them on hand.

The pickled radish was a bit spicy, so Wen Qin didn't dare give it to An An. She peeled the peanuts, crushed them, and put them in a small spoon for her to chew slowly.

"Sister, are you mainly making lunch now?"

Zhang Lingling shook her head: "We have breakfast, lunch and dinner. Some children have working parents and no one is home at night, so let them eat at your sister's place. After eating, they can do their homework. You can pick them up after get off work."

Wen Qin frowned, "If this is called three meals a day, wouldn't my sister be exhausted? Is this all you can do to hire an aunt to wash the dishes?"

Zhang Lingling smiled and said, "How could that be possible? We hired two chefs and two aunties, who take turns every day. It looked like the chef left first today, so your sister went in to clean up by herself."