Chapter 7; Han Bai's daughter

A week passed in a blink of an eye. After these days of negotiation with the sloppy old man, the three people who worked hard were finally qualified to work in front of the Huiyuan canteen. From the division of labor arrangement of the three, it can be seen that the sloppy old man is still very discerning to make the best use of things and let the mosaic operate the ticket machine. Obviously, it is only a two-day trial period, and the consumption level of the public restaurant on the first floor of Huiyuan canteen has significantly increased by two levels. Then Zhang Ziyang was placed in charge of serving food in the restaurant on the second floor. Han Bai's expression was different, and there was an evil-thinking cockroach around him. The mosaic was treachery and slippery. Both of them may tare in the dishes, but the sinister old man calculated the personality of Zhang Ziyang's corpse family. After a few words, Zhang Ziyang was excited every time he went to those The meat and vegetables did not squint, and the slandered Han Bai and Mosaic were not moved by the candlelight night talks. As for Han Bai, after thinking about the sloppy old man for a long time, he finally arranged to clean up the leftovers on the table on the first floor. So far, the three of them, Han Bai, the inheritor of ancient martial arts, Zhang Ziyang, the remnant of the corpse demon, and the rich young mosaic, were completely reduced to the miscellaneous servants of Huiyuan canteen. They served for four years, including food and accommodation, no holidays, and no salary...< /P>

bell....

In a blink of an eye, a refreshing morning passed, and the Huiyuan canteen ushered in its peak. On the first floor, there is a short communication room on the right. This is the workplace of Mosaic. His task is to recharge the special "kaiyuan card" for Kaiyuan College, print meal tickets, and handle and report the loss of Kaiyuan card and other services.

At this time, there are dozens of people bustling outside the reception, but the desolation of several vegetable selection windows in the canteen reflect each other. Among them, men and children, Yan Feihuan and thin does not say anything. Among them, a girl with an individual "strong" and "racy" face is a living force, closely guarding the front position to watch the canteen for special Channels designed by internal members.

"Ah~he's coming, he's coming..."

"Xiaomin, please take a look for me. My hairstyle is messy."

"B bitch, ah, don't squeeze me~"

A lonely figure slowly walked out of the internal passage, and the men and women near the communication room covered their hearts one after another and looked at the man who gave them different feelings with intoxicated faces.

pa~

Differ from the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, this is the unique mood of "Big Bear" slippers. The grocery store only sells for ten yuan. If the group purchase only costs five yuan, a white sweatshirt is printed with a "wow haha" brand juice logo, a pair of shorts, trousers are very dirty, covered with stains and thick leg hair. It can't cover a few red and tender bags bitten by small insects. Lazy eyes, loose beard, cheap cigarettes, black nails, he is a crazy woman, flirting with broken-backed men, pulling the old woman's mosaic known as the first cauliflower prince of Huiyuan canteen.

Wearing a mosaic with a sloppy old man, he bounced the cigarette butt in his mouth into mid-air, and several vigorously surged. Finally, the cigarette butt was held in his arms like a treasure in his pocket by a big-faced girl with braided hair. She smiled, narrowed slightly at the corners of his eyes, put his palm against his chest, and bent 90 degrees on the mosaic upper body, using his unique The vocal cord whispered, "I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting!"

"mosaic~"

"Brother Ma!"

The thick waves spread ripples throughout the canteen, which was deafening. When the mosaic stretched out and entered the communication room, countless colorful earth coins and dazzling personal photos instantly drowned the mosaic in the sea of "flowers".

....

A man and a woman came to a messy table with a plate in her hand, frowned in disgust, waved to Han Bai with a sweat towel on his neck not far away, and shouted, "Hey, the man with glasses, come and wipe the table." Pushing the frame on the bridge of his nose, Han Bai trotted over and smiled apologetically at the man and woman. He shook the sweat towel on his neck and stroked several shadows on the table. He saw a white plastic bag in Han Bai's hand, which contained the leftovers from the previous table. He turned around and was about to leave. The man said amazingly, "Little brother, you are very good at this. If you don't participate in the fight, you will come here to be a handyman." Han Bai smiled, scratched his head and said, "I also know these skills. I'm talking about food and accommodation in this Huiyuan canteen. The boss treats people kindly, and the salary is also good. I'm quite satisfied."

It's a pity to see Han Bai's simple look and the man kept smacking his tongue. At this time, the woman noticed that Han Bai carefully wrapped the garbage bag in his hand tightly, and felt a little strange and asked, "Brother, aren't you going to throw away these meals? The bags are so beautiful, do you still raise poultry in the Huiyuan canteen?"

When Han Bai heard the words, he pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose with the back of his hand. The man and a woman found a flash of cunning in his eyes every day, and turned to a very serious expression and said, "Senior sister, you don't know. These meals will be sent to the kitchen later, thrown into the cauldron and stir them twice, and you can continue to sell them at night." After saying that, he took the plastic bag with his hand, turned out some of the leftover bones inside, ignored the blue face of the man and the woman, and continued, "Especially these bones, you are so beautiful, you should know that some ugly girls can become beautiful with a little powder, and these bones are the same. Our boss said that as long as you spread a layer of flour on it and fry it, an exquisite fried spareribs will go out fresh. Looking at the color of the bones, you can put it in the oil pan at least seven or eight times, but in this way the taste of ribs can be stronger.

"Ah..."

After hearing this, the woman finally collapsed. Looking at the fried ribs in her lunch box, she shouted and fled from the canteen like crazy. The man wanted to find the woman. Suddenly, his face turned white, bent down, opened his mouth, vomited, and ran away with the last step. Han Bai guessed that the boy must have been greedy before. I have nibbled a few fresh ribs.

"Xiao Bai, what's wrong with these two people?" The man and a woman walked so loudly that some students around them looked sideways one after another, and the chef who heard the news from the kitchen strode over. While cleaning the dirt in the ground, Han Bai said indifferently, "The woman is pregnant, and the man has no money."

"Oh~"

There was a surprising sound of "understanding" around, and the chef continued to ask, "Why did the man vomit?"

"The woman is a mental controller and spread some thoughts into the man's sea of knowledge." Han Bai replied without any flaws. The chef carefully observed Han Bai's eyes, confirmed that he could not see some, and sighed, "Young people nowadays are too irresponsible." He continued to go back to the kitchen to work on his own business, and since the time Han Bai reversed black and white, the performance of Huiyuan canteen, which had just been pulled up by the mosaic, was weakened by three points in an instant, and the sloppy old man's beard became white. Of course, this is the after story.

Gradually, the time to eat slowly passes. In addition to the restaurant on the second floor, there are also entertainment rooms on the third and fourth floors. The first floor has begun to close, and as long as the cleaning of hundreds of tables, Han Bai can officially get off work.

He lowered his head and carefully wiped the stains on the table. Han Bai's serious attitude was exactly what the sloppy old man appreciated most. Suddenly, a sweet cry came, and Han Bai and the cockroach Xiaoming, who was sleeping in his hair trembled at the same time.

"Dad, Dad is there..."

The person who came was the little Lori who opened her mouth to call Han Bai's "father" at the new dance. At this time, there were two people who led her a big stride that gave Han Bai a headache, Qin Xiaoxiao and Ning Xiaoling.

"Xiao Bai, what's wrong with you, are you really a handyman here? How can it be? Your potential is heaven." Ning Xiaoling confirmed Han Bai's identity and stood in front of him and asked incredulously. Qin Xiaoxiao came forward with distress and put the rag in Han Bai's hand on the table and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat stains on his face.

"Dad, you abandoned me, I hate you~"

Little Lori stood aside and looked at Han Bai with a sad face, which immediately made Han Bai feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

asked a colleague to help him with his work. Han Bai took the two women and little Lori to the mosaic communication room, brought each of them a glass of juice from the kitchen, sorted out their thoughts, and tried to make their words easy to understand and say, "Good boy, I'm not your father. My name is Han Bai. I'm 17 years old this year. Judging from your appearance, you are seven or eight years old. If you are really my daughter, you may not be able to speak yet, so I am not your father.

Mosaic nodded straight aside, picked up a cup of tea and squinted to taste it. Suddenly, little Lori said, "I know I didn't give birth to you. It's impossible for a man to have a baby. I gave birth to my mother. My eldest mother is gone and slept at home. The second mother went to Death Valley to travel. This is the third mother, and that is the fourth mother. Mom." After saying that, he pointed to Qin Xiaoxiao and Ning Xiaoling with a stunned face. At this time, the mosaic spit out all the tea, bent down and coughed desperately. While giving a thumbs up to Han Bai, he, the flower prodigal son, was convinced Han Bai.

"Xiaoqing, don't talk nonsense!" Qin Xiaoxiao and Ning Xiaoling stared at little Lori at the same time. One of them was unconvinced that they were ranked third, and the other was a little shy in their eyes. Xiaoqing?" Han Bai frowned and said to himself in surprise. My name is Han Xiaoqing, and this name was given to me by Dad. Little Lori hooked her fingers towards the mosaic sitting on the chair and asked him to get out of the way. She jumped on the chair and held the juice and bit the straw, which looked very attractive.

"Xiao Bai, Xiaoqing must have lost his memory, since she insisted that you are his father." As soon as Ning Xiaoling opened her mouth, little Lori answered, "It's not that I lost my memory, it's my father, it's my father who lost his memory." After saying that, he patted Han Bai's arm generously, as if he would not dislike him, which embarrassed Han Bai.

In the small communication room, when everyone was still questioning little Lori's memory, Zhang Ziyang kicked open the door and pulled a man in and shouted, "Little white face, Nitch is here, and he has done what we want."

"Brother Xiaobai, Brother Ma, Miss Xiaoling." Nichi was still the same. As soon as he entered the door and greeted him one by one. At this time, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his foot. He lowered his head and saw a pink and jade girl biting the straw, holding the juice in her hand and looking at him with big watery eyes, which was very cute.

"Mouse, Dad, he is a little mouse, but he can't bully others, he can only be bullied." Little Lori broke Niki's identity at a glance, and everyone was surprised. Nichi asked awkwardly, "Little sister, hehe, who is your father? My name is Nichi. They all know my identity."

"She is my daughter. Her name is Han Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, and her name is Uncle Nitch."