205: Also Like Sick Cats

Chu Yifeng was not very proficient with rolling dumpling skins for the first time, but this kind of work did not require much technique. It took two dumpling skins, before he became more proficient with the third one. Mama Wang also praised him for learning fast. Wang Cheng secretly laughed, but got knocked on the head in the end.

When there were two people to help, the speed became much faster. Mama Wang couldn't handle it alone, so Wang Cheng asked Chu Yifeng to help form the dumplings. This required a little technique.

Chu Yifeng obviously had no talent in this aspect. Mama Wang taught him several times, but he would either break the skin, or squeeze the dumplings into buns, as big as a fist, with the fillings spilled everywhere on the table. In the end, Wang Cheng could not stand it and exchanged with him.

"Boss Chu, I thought you were a handy man." Wang Cheng teased him while pinching dumplings.

Chu Yifeng's jacket had been taken off a long time ago. It was relatively warm at home, so his sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. He had no such high-status feeling as he usually did. He put the rolling pin aside and turned the thin skin over to roll it again. When he heard him, he laughed and said, "Haven’t I always been good with my hands?"

Wang Cheng didn't understand at first. When he caught a glimpse of the smile on his face, somehow, his imagination became unrestrained to the point of no return. However, Mama Wang was in front of him. Wang Cheng could only take advantage of the fact that Mama Wang’s attention was elsewhere to stare at him silently. Did he want to die?

Chu Yifeng coughed lightly.

Mama Wang subconsciously looked up.

Wang Cheng immediately retracted his gaze, pretending to be innocent, but scolded Chu Yifeng hundreds of times back and forth in his heart.

The three of them worked together. After an hour, the three catties of dumplings were completely wrapped.

Mama Wang carried the plate to the kitchen, preparing to cook the dumplings. They packed the dumplings relatively largely, so it was a little more than one hundred dumplings in three catties.

Wang Cheng asked Chu Yifeng to wash his hands. He wiped off the table and took the rolling pins from the living room and put them away. In the kitchen, Mama Wang had already fried the first batch. There were only thirty or so in the pot, fried to a golden hue, fragrance drifting.

"Chengcheng, take a few out for Mr. Chu to taste." Mama Wang said to him.

Wang Cheng picked up his chopsticks and clamped four. When he was ready to take them out, his mother suddenly stopped him.

"Don't leave now, Mom has something to ask you."

Wang Cheng turned, "What's up?"

"Have you always gotten along this way with Mr. Chu?"

Mama Wang didn't look at him, her eyes still on the dumplings in the pot.

Wang Cheng was a little surprised. When he knew she meant his behavior when making dumplings, he nodded. "It's usually like this."

"It was the same when we first met him?"

"Yes, is there anything wrong?"

Mama Wang opened her mouth and finally shook her head. Before, when her son had not been recognized by the Zheng family, she always felt that the relationship between the two was very unequal. She was always worried that her son would suffer in this relationship. Today, she saw the two getting along, and it turned out to be similar to that of an ordinary man and woman relationship. She felt that she might have misunderstood it before. Now that she heard what he said, she finally knew that her son had not suffered any grievances and felt much more at ease.

"Go out, don't let Xiao Chu wait too long."

"Oh." Wang Cheng turned around and walked out of the kitchen. He had gone to the living room before he could react. Did he hear that right? His mom just seemed to call Chu Yifeng ‘Xiao Chu’? Did this title mean that Mama Wang was finally willing to face Chu Yifeng?

"What's wrong?" Chu Yifeng asked.

Wang Cheng put the dumplings in front of him, and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, my mother just asked me to bring the dumplings to Xiao Chu for a taste."

Chu Yifeng froze and smiled, "Why so sudden?"

"She probably finally opened up to it. She thinks that the two of us are quite suitable, so prepares to accept you from the heart." Wang Cheng picked up a dumpling and snapped it into pieces with a click. This time, they did not come back on this trip in vain.

After Mama Wang had changed, Chu Yifeng was not in a hurry to leave and stayed for dinner. Papa Wang did not think too much about the arrival of Chu Yifeng, but Wang Ziyu was surprised. When did the relationship between her second brother and his boss become so good? However, when she saw that her mother and father didn't say anything, she could only keep her suspicion in her heart. Maybe their relationship became better during her absence.

At eight o'clock, a light drizzle began outside. This was Shanhai City’s first light rain after winter.

Wang Ziyu looked at Chu Yifeng, who was sitting in the living room and chatting with her parents. The atmosphere was very harmonious, so she secretly pulled Wang Cheng upstairs.

"Why so mysterious?" Wang Cheng asked.

"Second brother, why should our parents want Mr. Chu to stay for one night in our house?" Wang Ziyu asked puzzledly. Because of the rain, Papa Wang just spoke and asked him to stay for one night, and Mama Wang had no objection.

"Because it's raining."

Wang Cheng didn't expect his younger sister to be so keen. He pretended he didn't understand her meaning.

"It's just light rain [xiao yu]."

Wang Cheng looked her up and down, "Isn't that right, Xiao Yu."

It took a moment for Wang Ziyu to react and realize he was teasing herself. She clenched her fists, and punched him twice. "Stinky second brother, I’m serious, don't change the subject."

"Okay." Wang Cheng shook her fist, patted her shoulder, and said, "It’s not the first time for Boss Chu to come to our house. It is normal for our parents to want him to stay here. You can rest assured, your second brother will never let him take even a half step into your room."

"That's not what I meant."

"So you’re good now? Hurry and take a shower." Wang Cheng pushed her to the room.

"Wait a minute, I have one more thing to tell you; it's about Uncle Liang and his wife," Wang Ziyu said, holding the door frame.

"What happened with them?"

"A customer who came to buy fruit today told me and Dad that Uncle Liang's wife was talking nonsense again. She said that second brother looks down on Uncle Liang, and that Uncle Liang has been working very hard since he started working for our family but is given no credit. He had worked so hard, but second brother became angry with Uncle Liang over trivial things, and denied his efforts. Another thing is, second brother condoned two young employees in excluding him."

In fact, it was even more exaggerated than Wang Ziyu's retelling. People like Qi could not give up without being given a lesson.

Wang Cheng knew that Uncle Liang had no heart, but he didn't think he would still take this step. Obviously, he had told Qi everything about the new jam shop deliberately, and most likely wanted to let Qi publicize it. As far as conniving the staff to crowd him out, it should be about Song Hai and Guan Ying. However, based on his understanding of the two, it was absolutely impossible for them to do this kind of thing. It seemed that something must have happened after he had left. Wang Cheng sent Wang Ziyu away and dialed Guan Jiahe's number.

"Chengcheng, what happened for you to call so late?"

"I heard that something happened over there?" After Wang Cheng asked this, a loud closing sound came from his mobile phone.

Guan Jiahe reluctantly explained: "It is about Uncle Liang and Song Hai, they quarreled over something on the first day."

Song Hai decided to sleep in a room with Uncle Liang, but Liang Youshan said that he was not used to sleeping with strangers. They had been working together for several months, and were no longer strangers, strictly speaking. He actually wanted to occupy the room to himself. Song Hai was not angry at that time, but just explained that he wanted to squeeze in with him because his room was relatively large. If he wanted to sleep alone, he could switch rooms with Guan Jiahe so that two of them could stay in this large room. However, Liang Youshan was not willing.

Guan Jiahe's room conditions were a bit worse than Guan Ying's, and he had just satirised Guan Jiahe during the day, so he was even more unwilling to switch. In the end, Guan Ying said that otherwise, she would call Wang Cheng. Only then did Liang Youshan compromise, and Song Hai stayed in the room.

They had a problem in two days.

Liang Youshan didn't know what had happened. When he went out in the morning, he had left his belongings everywhere. When Song Hai returned from work, he found that there was no place to sit in the room, so he moved Liang Youshan's things to the opposite side above the small bed. When Liang Youshan came back, he had a tantrum after he found that his things had been touched. He accused Song Hai of messing with his things without his consent. Song Hai explained it to him, but he scolded him more vigorously, finally suggesting that Song Hai might not have clean hands and feet. At that point, Song Hai became unhappy, saying that he finally understood why Cheng Ge didn't let him take charge of the new store. Liang Youshan, whose sore spot had been exposed, was so angry that he almost hit him.

"I think Uncle Liang has lost his mind. Guan Ying said that he has not been active when he went to work in these past two days, and didn’t respond when a customer came in. He just sat there to eat. Guan Ying was so busy and asked Uncle Liang to help, but he didn't bother."

"I know, cousin, I will solve this matter. You let Song Hai and Guan Ying bear with me a bit." Wang Cheng narrowed his eyes. Since Liang Youshan didn't plan to save his face, he had nothing to worry about.

When Chu Yifeng came to look for him, he saw his expression. At first glance, he knew he was calculating against someone. "Who are you chatting with?"

Wang Cheng put away his cell phone, looked at him, and said softly, "Do you want to scare me to death?"

Chu Yifeng squeezed his right cheek. "Is this expression scared? Who made you angry?"

Wang Cheng slapped his hand away and held it. "Someone who thinks he can see things clearly, thinks he's really cooking when he’s just playing house. I’m not his father. He really thinks that since I don’t show my power, the tiger is just a sick cat. "

"I also like sick cats." Chu Yifeng played with his hands.

Wang Cheng opened his mouth and suddenly pulled his hand out.

Chu Yifeng turned around and saw Wang Ziyu holding her clothes, standing at the entrance of the stairs. Who knew if she had heard them, but her expression seemed a little dazed.

"Second brother, what are you talking about? What sick cat?" Wang Ziyu asked, a little more clear-headed.

"It's nothing, we’re just talking about cats. Boss Chu likes to raise cats, and his favorite is sick cats. I hope that he can spend his money more wisely."

"You're teasing me, brother. I won't ask you anymore, I'm going to do the laundry." Wang Ziyu gave him a white look.

Wang Cheng patted his head. "I don't know how much she heard, I hope she only heard the last sentence."

He continued to feel that she might have heard it.

"It doesn't matter if she heard it. You can tell your mother about it and let your mother do the ideological work for your sister." Chu Yifeng was not worried at all.

Wang Cheng could only think of it this way. When Papa Wang was still watching TV upstairs, and Wang Ziyu was in her room again, he secretly called Mama Wang into the yard and told her that Xiao Yu might know of their relationship. After listening to him, Mama Wang used her magic flicking skills. After several consecutive bounces on his forehead, Wang Cheng didn't dare to make a noise while covering his forehead. Mama Wang said nothing and glared at him before returning.

Chu Yifeng opened the door and walked in. There was still a refreshing scent on him as he had just taken a shower. Before Wang Cheng could say anything, he saw that his forehead was red, "What's wrong with your forehead?"

Wang Cheng’s face wrinkled, "I was bombarded by my mother, her hands were so strong."

Chu Yifeng could not help but laugh.

Next door might be Wang Ziyu’s room, so Chu Yifeng was more disciplined that night, and did not touch Wang Cheng at all. The next morning, Wang Cheng told his father about the matter with Liang Youshan.

Papa Wang sighed, "I see that Uncle Liang's heart is no longer with the jam shop. However, would it be wrong if we fire him at this time?"

"If he doesn’t want to work anymore, we have nothing to worry about." Wang Cheng was not afraid of rumors. Qi had started enough rumors during this time, and the Liang Youshan couple would only think they were easy to bully.

"Chengcheng, you can do whatever you want. Your mother supports you." Mama Wang did not think as much as Papa Wang. Liang Youshan worked in their shop, he didn’t rule over them. Where were so many beautiful dreams, daydreaming was almost the same[?].

Wang Ziyu also supported Wang Cheng's decision.

Although Qi had been making rumors, few people believed her now. It was not only Liang Youshan who worked for Wang Cheng's family. Others had never complained. They even said that they gave them a higher salary than anywhere else. How did he even get there? And with such a high pay, too

Jiaozi (what potstickers came from - am i the only one who has frozen potstickers in my freezer 24/7??)

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