A few days later, I made a special trip to the new store of Sister Wang Noodle House.
Hyung's answer to Ying He Shiyu has always been in mind. Seeing that she will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, this promise must be fulfilled as soon as possible.
The business of the new store is obviously much worse than that of the old store, which is deserted.
Luo Ying was so idle that she felt sleepy.
Wang Yan, who was in the kitchen, saw me coming in and raised her hand to say hello.
I ordered a bowl of the signature sausage noodles and sat down to eat them.
After drinking the hot soup, I feel comfortable all over.
While Wang Yan was wiping her hands, I put down my chopsticks and said, "Sister Wang, I have something to ask you for. It's a romantic thing."
When Sister Wang heard this, she became nervous: "Romance? What are you going to do?"
"He Shiyu will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I would like to invite you to go to our takeaway station and make her a bowl of fat sausage noodles." I told the truth.
Wang Yan was obviously hesitant: "Run to the station to make noodles? When will that be?"
"Tomorrow at seven or eight o'clock, when the riders are almost done with the evening rush hour." I have already made a plan.
Sister Luo Ying, who was clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, spoke quickly and couldn't help but interject: "What trouble! Just for a bowl of noodles? Why don't you just pack it up and take it over? It's a waste of time running around!"
I smiled: "It's not one bowl, it's more than fifty bowls. I want to invite all the brothers on the site to eat together."
Looking at their puzzled expressions, I added: "Some things don't taste right when they are taken away. This is not noodles, it's the smell of a freshly cooked pot, the excitement of being together, and the human touch."
Wang Yan Looking at me, he seemed to understand something, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Okay! This makes sense. I will close the store tomorrow and go there early, so that you guys who run orders can also try it."
After making an appointment with Sister Wang, I returned to the site.
I posted a message in the rider WeChat group: "He Shiyu will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. We will have a dinner at 7:30 in the evening to pick her up and cleanse her. We will be there on time."
As soon as the message was sent out, the group immediately exploded.
"Received! Must come!"
"Sister He is finally back!"
"I have to do two less orders tomorrow!"
Chen Zhipeng's news popped up right after, and he specially addressed me: "Chen Hao, do you need me to prepare anything in advance? I've included fruit drinks!"
"No! The money for the dinner will be paid by the site." I rejected Chen Zhipeng's offer. I know he just wanted to thank me casually for making him money.
Zhang Wei had been asked to apply for a sum of money before, which was basically enough for this dinner.
Early the next morning, I went to the hospital to pick up He Shiyu from the hospital.
The procedure went smoothly, but her leg was still in a cast and she could only rely on a wheelchair for the time being.
I pushed her out of the hospital gate, and the early summer sunshine shone brightly.
She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes, as if she was used to the darkness in the ward.
I will send her back to the rented single apartment first. The house is on the fourth floor of an old residential building.
There is no elevator, so when I carried her upstairs first, because she was too close, I could feel He Shiyu's warm breath on my neck.
"Excuse me." She said softly after settling down in the living room.
"You should rest first. I will pick you up at seven o'clock in the evening." I poured her a glass of water.
"The site held a dinner party to welcome you." I said it very calmly, as if it was a very ordinary thing.
"It's not convenient for me, so I won't go." He Shiyu was not very interested.
“You have to show up, otherwise those brats will come and carry you over.” I gave her the reason she couldn’t refuse.
"Okay, you'll pick me up then!" He Shiyu agreed.
I didn’t reveal any more details about the dinner party, and planned to give her a little surprise in the evening.
This surprise must be saved for the most critical moment.
Before seven o'clock in the evening, the open space at the entrance of the station was already busy.
A few riders who had finished work early were piecing together folding tables and chairs.
Chen Zhipeng led two people to unload boxes of drinks and beer from the van.
"Brother Hao, this is a great scene! Will Zhang Wei participate?" Li Zhe smiled and placed a box of Coke in the corner.
“When she needs to pay for it later, she will naturally participate.” I reminded him that Zhang Wei’s identity is the accountant of the site.
There have been a lot of orders recently, income has increased, and everyone’s spirit is different.
"Webmaster, what's good for dinner? You've been busy all day, and you're just pointing to this meal to restore health!" Some people couldn't stop.
I smiled and raised my chin towards the intersection: "What's the hurry? I will move to whichever house you usually go to for tooth festivals the most."
As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of tricycle bells came from the intersection.
First, the boss of Lao Liutou BBQ appeared on his chariot.
The next step is the husband-and-wife team of Zhao Ji’s fried rice noodles. The husband rides a bicycle, and his business method is similar to Wang Yan’s, with large quantities and full control.
Soon, familiar small signs lit up at the intersection one after another: "Crispy Fried Chicken", "Spicy Crayfish", "Bingbing Dessert"
… Five or six small stall owners who had been fed by the riders with orders came over happily pushing their belongings.
The entrance to the station instantly turned into a small night market, with the sound of frying and frying.
"Wow! The webmaster is awesome!"
"It's really a New Year now!"
Riders began to gather around their favorite stalls and start ordering in a self-service style.
Seeing that the scene was almost ready, I clapped my hands: "You can order whatever you want to eat. You can buy it at the station tonight. I will pick up Shiyu."
Chen Zhipeng immediately put down the drink in his hand: "Chen Hao, do you want me to go with you? The wheelchair is difficult to move."
"No, you are here to take care of us, we will be there soon."
When I picked up He Shiyu and returned to the station, I saw bright lights outside the station from a distance.
"This is..." He Shiyu was sitting in a wheelchair, a little surprised.
When she saw the lively scene of the site clearly, she subconsciously covered her mouth.
· The riders sat around the long tables, and there were queues in front of various food stalls, and the familiar hustle and bustle rushed towards them.
He Shiyu's eyes searched the crowd: "Isn't Sister Wang's noodle stall here?"
I pushed the wheelchair to avoid it, and told a little lie without changing my expression: "She was busy in the shop and couldn't get away."
He Shiyu was a little disappointed, but soon smiled again: "It's okay, it will be great if we can all get together."
Chen Zhipeng jogged up to meet him and took the armrest of the wheelchair: "Shiyu, I have reserved the best seat for you!"
"Xiao He, how are your feet?" a rider asked.
"Thank you for your concern! It's much better now!" He Shiyu was still lukewarm towards Chen Zhipeng.
Chen Zhipeng wanted to show off in front of He Shiyu: "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!"
I know that He Shiyu was influenced by me and also likes to eat the fat intestine noodles made by Wang Yan.
"Whatever!" He Shiyu responded simply.
At this time I said to He Shiyu: "I have a surprise for you!"