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Chapter 73 Go to the restaurant (make up for yesterday)

In fact, He Xiangdong and the little fat man are also in contact, and they often write letters. As for the letters to Tian Jiani from Beijing, there are more. He Xiangdong also knows how Tian Jiani is studying in the class, and also knows that she hates a man named Xiaofeng. He Xiangdong even instigated her to throw earthworms into the boy's lunch box.

As for the little fat man Shi Lei, He Xiangdong also told him that he and his master were talking crosstalk at Liancheng Club in Tianjin City, and told him that he would talk about him in crosstalk. The little fat man was also very happy to say that he would come to listen to him talk crosstalk, but he didn't expect that he would say that.

After the scene was over, He Xiangdong pulled the little fat man and asked, "Big Stone, why did you suddenly come to Tianjin?"

The little fat man was very happy and said, "My father was coming to Tianjin to discuss business, but he refused to take me. I begged him for a long time and finally my grandmother talked, so he would only agree. Then I told him that you can talk crosstalk here in Tianjin and let my father bring me here, and it won't hinder his business. Then I came."

"Oh." He Xiangdong nodded to show his understanding.

The little fat man continued: "You all started performing when I came, but the uncle over there brought me in. I told him that I know you."

The fat man pointed backwards, and He Xiangdong looked back and saw that it was Lin Zhengjun. Lin Zhengjun also waved to the two children and went to work on his own.

The fat man approached He Xiangdong and lowered his voice: "I told the uncle that my name is Shi Lei, I am your friend, so he brought me in and gave me food. He didn't even want the ticket, and didn't care whether I was true or not. Do you think he was stupid? What should I do if he was cheated?"

He Xiangdong looked at the fat man in surprise and exclaimed: "Big Stone, you can, your head is so many bends?"

The fat man raised his head and said proudly: "What's wrong? My grandma often says I'm smart." He was embarrassed to say that his father told him about anti-fraud guides for several days before leaving the door.

After He Xiangdong finished praising, he explained: "Don't say that Manager Lin is stupid. You don't know the status of your two words Shi Lei in our theater."

The little fat man asked in confusion: "Have my work committee member been spread to Tianjin?"

He Xiangdong took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

The little fat man is so happy.

He Xiangdong is tired.

He took off his coat and changed into his usual clothes. He Xiangdong said to the fat man: "Dashitou, I'll take you to a restaurant for a good meal."

The little fat man hesitated and said, "Ah, no, my father said he would come to pick me up later and told me not to run around."

"Hey, your dad will take you to dinner too. I'll tell the people in the theater that it's okay. When your dad comes, it'll be fine. Oh, let's go." After that, He Xiangdong dragged the fat man's huge body and left.

When he went out, he greeted Manager Lin and said that when the fat man's father was found, he told him that Lin Zhengjun also agreed readily. When Shi Laosan brought the fat man in front, he was the one who received him. He had met Shi Laosan.

There are also performances in the theater at night, so they are all in the theater during the evening, so they are not afraid that Shi Laosan will not be able to find anyone.

The two children were walking around the streets near the theater. The fat man seemed very excited. This was his first time to come to Tianjin City. And without his father taking him with him, no one cared about him. He was so dazzled that he looked at the shop next to him.

He Xiangdong's eyes were wandering around. He planned to find Yi's pretty good restaurant. After all, he was a good friend to entertain his own, so he couldn't be stingy, and he still had a few dollars in his pocket.

As Dajiao, who can sell most of his tickets by placing his name, how could his income be low? Originally, Lin Zhengjun planned to increase the share of He Xiangdong according to Dajiao's treatment, but Fang Wenqi refused because the child was still young and only agreed to get a whole share.

Now He Xiangdong's income is all in his master's place, and Fang Wenqi often gives He Xiangdong some pocket money, so although he is still a nine-year-old child, he has dozens of dollars in his arms, so he is not young and many adults don't have so much money on him.

I used to live with my master too hard, and at most I had to spend money on food and clothing. Fang Wenqi also had the intention to compensate He Xiangdong. Anyway, the child was greedy and didn't spend money indiscriminately. It would be fine to give more.

After visiting for a long time, I found a hotel that looked a little bit like Dingfeng Restaurant. In 1984, it was still a state-owned hotel. Private hotels have gradually opened, but there are few big hotels, most of which are small shops opened by Yi's family, and there is no decoration. It's almost enough to make a door-side room and change it slightly.

This restaurant is pretty good, and it has been slightly modified inside, especially the big characters in the sign at the door are magnificent and elegant.

After entering the store, He Xiangdong and the fat man found a place to go by the door and made it. The young man who greeted the guests also came over quickly and asked, "Child, what do you eat?"

He Xiangdong asked the little fat man: "Big Stone, what do you want to eat?"

The little fat man said shyly: "I'm fine, you can make the decision."

"Okay." He Xiangdong opened his mouth and came: "Put steamed lambs, steamed bear's paws, steamed deer tails, roasted flower ducks, roasted chicks, roasted geese."

"Okay, okay." Before he could say a few dishes, he was interrupted by the young man. He was so angry: "You kid are talking crosstalk, don't talk about crosstalk in our hotel. There is a club over a few streets, and there are those who say crosstalk."

He Xiangdong laughed and asked, "I heard that there was a child over there who said crosstalk well. Have you never heard of it?"

"It seems that the person who came to eat said that I haven't seen it before. What's so good about crosstalk?" The young man shook his head.

He Xiangdong's confidence was greatly frustrated.

The young man continued to murmur, "I'm not my old man."

Hearing this, He Xiangdong looked up at the counter. The old man sitting at the counter was also looking at him. The old man was energetic and looked very good. He was wearing a pair of reading glasses on his nose. He was looking at He Xiangdong from above the glasses.

He Xiangdong looked at him, and the old man's eyes moved slightly, showing his thoughts, and then lowered his head to continue to settle the score. Without saying anything, He Xiangdong didn't care about that much.

But the young man was a little impatient and said, "How about you two of you eat a bowl of noodles, a bowl of 70 cents, that's it."

He Xiangdong stopped doing it and said, "That's not OK. I'm treating my friend to dinner, serving good dishes, braised pork, sweet and sour carp, and stir-frying two more vegetables. Oh, by the way, I'll stew it with chicken."

The young man was shocked: "Don't mess around, where did you get so much money?"

He Xiangdong took out his money from his pocket. It was 10 yuan and five yuan, and it seemed that it was definitely over fifty. He said, "Is it enough? Go and cook quickly."

The young man was still asking: "You can't steal money from your family, right?"

He Xiangdong is speechless.

The old man at the counter said, "Qingfeng, go cook for the guests."

My father was talking, no matter how suspicious the young man was, he had to go to the kitchen.

He Xiangdong looked up at the old man, but without thinking too much, he continued to chat with the fat man again. The old man's eyes stayed on He Xiangdong for a long time.

ps: I was so tired that I vomited blood that I finally made up for yesterday. It depends on how credible we are. In addition, I didn’t save the manuscript anymore, so I cried!!!
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