Chapter 615 - Superman Will Also Age (1/2)

Yuan Zhou didn’t really have much time to think about the watch. He put it down and immediately began to prepare the ingredients required by supper.

The business time arrived as usual in the evening. Just as Yuan Zhou said, the father and the son came together again halfway through dinnertime.

“My boss is really awesome. I thought those two had a falling out with each other and would never come again,” when Zhou Jia saw Zong Lin and his father sit together to eat again, she couldn’t help muttering.

“What happened, Sister Jia Jia?” Mu Xiaoyun couldn’t help asking at the side.

“Let me tell you…” Zhou Jia told Mu Xiaoyun the reason in whispers. Of course, she didn’t forget to tell her about Yuan Zhou’s matter.

“Our boss is always right. I feel that our boss knows a lot and is really awesome.” Mu Xiaoyun felt Yuan Zhou was always right.

“Yes, indeed.” Zhou Jia nodded her head to show her consent.

Mu Xiaoyun also nodded, following her at the side.

“But trust me, they will quarrel again a moment later.” Zhou Jia gestured to the father and son’s location.

“Do we need to tell them to keep their voice down?” Mu Xiaoyun turned her head and asked.

“No need. Though they often quarrel, they have some awareness and won’t disturb others by making noise. Their voices are very low.” Zhou Jia shook her head.

“Oh, okay.” Mu Xiaoyun nodded her head and then went to greet the other customers.

Zhou Jia also went to carry the dishes. However, this time, she was wrong. Zong Lin’s father started to lose his temper the moment he sat down and moreover, he was very angry today. Therefore, he behaved more aggressively than before.

“What exactly are you doing all these days? I tell you to come back home, but you never do as I say. You just mess things up.” Zong Lin’s father glared at Zong Lin and revealed a dissatisfied look.

“I’m inviting you to have the meal. Can’t we just eat quietly?” Zong Lin couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

“I can’t.” His father opened his eyes wide and said discontentedly.

Yeah, he did have reasons for that. Right now, he felt that his stomach was full on the flames of fury. Thus, how could he have any appetite?

Zong Lin’s father was called Zong Liguo. He was a head chef of a farmhouse restaurant and worked for ten days a month and resting the remaining 20 days. It was a fairly relaxing job.

During normal time, he was very good at cooking the Crab Tofu, which was also Zong Lin’s favourite dish since his childhood. Nonetheless, today, one of his old customers commented that his Crab Tofu had been overcooked and didn’t taste good.

Zong Liguo apologized to this older customer immediately, but in the heart, he suddenly thought of his son that always made him worry.

“It’s definitely because I worry about that little brat too much that made me unable to cook it well.” Zong Liguo thought inwardly.

With this matter on his mind, how could Zong Liguo be happy?

And the happening was also known by Zong Lin. The source of the news was naturally his mom.

“All right, all right. You can’t always do this to me. You can’t get angry somewhere else and take it out on me. Besides, you did overcook the Crab Tofu. You are getting old.” Zong Lin said straightforwardly.

“It’s overcooked? Let me tell you, boy. The older, the wiser!” Zong Lin’s father suddenly flew into a rage.

“It is because I know you are my father that I listen to you preaching every time.” Zong Lin lowered his voice and also said discontentedly.

“That’s really a hard time for you, isn’t it? Remember, you better come back tomorrow. Otherwise, you can get out of here right now!” Zong Liguo didn’t spare his son’s feelings this time, but instead, said straightforwardly.

“Have you made your decision if you’re saying that?” Zong Lin sat up straight and asked solemnly.

Just when Zong Liguo wanted to answer him, Yuan Zhou carried up their dishes.

“Here are the dishes for you two. Please enjoy.” Yuan Zhou put the plates between them directly.

He interrupted the quarrel between the two people and also stopped the more resolute words of Zong Lin’s father.

“Humph.” Zong Liguo snorted coldly. He turned his head around and didn’t look at his son anymore.

Nevertheless, Zong Lin revealed a bitter smile and said thanks to Yuan Zhou.

“Please take your time and enjoy the meal.” Having served the dishes, Yuan Zhou nodded his head, turned around and went back to the kitchen.