Transmigration in the Book: I Rely on Raising Cubs to Upgrade My System

The group meal, a table of ten people, per head, Zhang Leyue and others, ordered ten hot dishes, five cold dishes, one soup, and one dessert.

After Ye Susu finalized the menu with them, some dishes were prepared from the night before.

Even Song Yiran helped with the preparation.

But even so, with four tables and more than forty hot dishes, Ye Susu's chatting in the front would delay the serving of the dishes.

"Okay, let's go, cubs, let's go to the back kitchen."

Ye Susu heard the cub's words clearly, and took his hand to go back to the kitchen.

Her words were much louder than a child's voice.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard this, she felt a sense of affection.

The child's mother's tone of voice was all too familiar to her.

Wasn't this the mother of the child in the live broadcast?

She thought, and immediately threw Zhang Le Yue's hand away, "Shh."

Zhang Leyue could not understand.

What the hell is shushing about?

What about the qualities of a luxury wife in public?

But he didn't react, and Mrs. Zhang didn't care about him, her eyes were all over the mother and son.

She was surprised and delighted at the sight of them, and her face was full of the luck and excitement of an ordinary person who had won a big lottery.

"Little ...... baby ......"

She mumbled.

Zhang Le Yue finally looked over in the direction of his mother's line of sight.

He only saw that Ye Susu turned around.

But in the end, being in the writing business, he paid attention and immediately spotted a furry little head by her waist.

Zhang Leyue blinked fiercely, reached out and rubbed the corner of his eye.

What is this, what did he see?

When he wandered off, he saw the furry little head turning to them, as if curiously looking at them, revealing a cute little face with soft white hair and shining black eyes.

The little guy's gaze met his gaze directly, and he was obviously stunned, like a little kitten, and flashed a little uncomfortable, but soon opened his little mouth at him and smiled softly.

A pair of beautiful, shallow dimples hung on his cheeks.

The little guy was a little shy and touched the dumb hairs on his head.

"Hello uncle."

The little milk voice was quite energetic, cute and a little bit of a young man's vigor.

Zhang Leyue opened his mouth and paused for a second, "You, hello ...... ah!"

The last syllable, he called out.

Because Mrs. Zhang jealously pinched her son directly.

It wasn't until Ye Susu and her son returned to the kitchen that Zhang Leyue couldn't help but gnash her teeth, "What's wrong with you in the end?"

"Why didn't the little guy say hello to you and why didn't he say hello to me?"

Mrs. Zhang was so jealous!

The little guy just turned around and smiled at Zhang Le Yue, that smile is too sweet, the white soft little face is so cute that she wants to hug him.

In the winter, he is wearing a long black down jacket, from the neck down to the bottom of the squat, the two little short legs are even shorter.

The white little guy, short legs, walking and holding his mother's hand, the dull hair on his head bobbing.

This little look really made Mrs. Zhang's breathing difficult.

At that moment, Mrs. Zhang felt that she could finally understand why Xu Yuan wanted to hide the little guy's Band-Aid from her.

It was because this kind of good thing would drive other friends crazy who had heard about it, but had never met it.

Isn't that annoying?

She is now quite annoyed when she looks at her son.

"Because I look at him, he calls me ah."

"I looked at him, too."

"Because I'm sitting in the seat facing him."

"Change seats."

"......"

Zhang Le Yue was clueless, and the others were not much better.

At his table, in addition to Mrs. Zhang, the other trio, the landscaper, and the language and physical education group, all gawked at each other.

"Who is that kid?"

"Did the owner's wife just call that kid ...... pup?"

"What is the relationship between the boy and the boss's wife?"

The little hearts of a bunch of bachelors are on the verge of collapse.

Zhang Leyue finally regained some sense, and that's when she realized the key.

"I know the answer to this question."

Mrs. Zhang raised her hand, with a flourish.

There's nothing like talking about love beans with other people to get people high.

"Mother and son, the boss's wife is the kid's mommy, and the kid just called her that."

But as soon as she said it, the dreams the others had had for so long were shattered.

"Huh?"

"No!"

"That's impossible!"

All bachelors, all have thought of the boss's wife, although not to say that the meal is for the boss's wife, but who has not admired her face value while eating at the same time?

The lovely owner's wife is the antidote to their work fatigue.

With the addition of delicious and fresh food, Meow Meow Restaurant is almost like a source of spiritual support for them.

"Back then, I thought the pups the owner's wife was talking about were cats and dogs."

Lido agonized.

"Me too, hey, sure enough, beautiful women are creatures with names, and losers can't have them."

Chen Xiaofei also lamented.

While they were talking, a tall, upright figure walked by the table.

He wore a mask, a black-framed glasses frame, a chef's hat, and a white chef's uniform.

"Excuse me, the food is served."

"Deep-fried meatballs, fried noodles with pickled vegetables."

His voice was deep and pleasant to the ear, a little different from ordinary waiters and cooks.

The bachelors, who were mourning the loss of their dreams, couldn't help but take a second look at him.

This glance brought sorrow.

The waiter, who could not see the features on his face, but was a tall man, with two large plates of food in one hand, was actually very steady, and his voice was somewhat magnetic and pleasant to the ear.

They lost.

They couldn't even compare to the temporary waiters beside the boss's wife, and they dared to think of the boss's wife's posture?

"It can only be viewed from afar, but not played with."

Li Duo crept out a poem, mourning his love that had ended before it could begin.

He sadly took a chopstick of pickled vegetables with fried noodles, put it in his mouth, and chewed angrily.

On the spot, he cried.

Sour!

This bite is so sour.

"Knight ......"

Mrs. Zhang, however, had her red lips slightly open, almost calling out a name, but when she saw her son looking over, she shut her mouth again.

She quickly grabbed a fried ball to hide her surprise.

The live broadcast of the little cub, really is Xu Yuan's grandson, the father is chasing over.

She had heard on the live broadcast that Baomao and the father had a dewy love affair five years ago, and now it seems that Lijun is pretty tightly pursued.

Yes, the cub is so cute.

If Lijun doesn't want the baby, she can let Zhang Le Yue take over.

Mrs. Zhang, after thinking about it, naturally bowed her head, elegantly put the fried balls in a small bowl, scooped them up with a spoon, held a paper towel to the side of her mouth, and elegantly took a small bite.

She had been thinking about her heart, but was suddenly startled by the texture of the hot fried balls.

The balls were made of minced pork, three parts fat and seven parts lean, and were slowly fried in a medium-low frying pan until they were golden and crispy, not burnt or burnt on the outside.

The bite down, although the elasticity is average, but the inner core is tender and fragrant, soft and delicious, but also a little hot hot mouth.

The balls were also modified a little, with a little egg and lotus root foam, shrimp paste, fresh and fragrant crisp, not greasy at all.

Mrs. Zhang ate half of the pill, and normally would have politely eaten the rest and then put down her chopsticks.

But today, she couldn't resist. She ate one piece and, like an addict, went for a second one.

Normally, she shouldn't have, but she was really more diligent with her chopsticks than Zhang Leyue, who was with her.

As she sat upright, she heard a voice from the table behind her.

"Madam boss, that was your son, wow, isn't he cute?"

A female family member praised it.

Ye Susu was quick to respond with a smile, "Well, how about this fried ball, tastes good? My son even helped to make a few balls." Mrs. Zhang was busy looking at the plate of balls on the table, and it turned out that some of them were crooked and not round.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard this, she went to look at the plate of dumplings on the table and saw that some of them were not round and twisted.

Her eyes lit up and she felt her mouth was full of flavor.

It was as if what she had just eaten was not fried balls, but the fairy peaches given by the Queen Mother.

Without Zhang Leyue's comment, she quickly took two more small balls and put them into her bowl.

As she ate, she happily poked the balls with her chopsticks and looked left, right and center.

"Mom, be careful with your image."

Mrs. Mansions and a no-technology fried balls dry dry, this ...... Zhang Le Yue think his mother exaggerated ah.

Mrs. Zhang glared at him.

"What do you know, you look at this fried ball, do you think it is particularly cute, you look carefully."

"It's not very round, Mrs. Boss made a mistake."

"Hey, what's so strange about roundness, look at the two little horns, aren't they like little ears? Cute."

"......"

Zhang Leyue looked at it for half a day and didn't see it.

The abstract painting is also better than this pill.

"Mom, it's okay. Even if you support me in writing the script, you don't have to actively give me material like this, fake ah."

Mrs. Zhang angrily ignored him.

But she just felt that the two irregularly shaped little balls in the bowl were so fresh and elegant.

It was like a small, pretty flower bone growing out of a bunch of sluts, charming and delicious.

She looked at it, and was reluctant to eat it.

"I want to take a picture, son. You help me bring up the filter."

"......??"

Over there, the tall, upright waiter followed Ye Susu into the back kitchen, so he quickly exchanged glances with her.

"Nah, I'm almost done with this salmon, help me serve it out later."

"Good."

"Mom, is your famous fish stew almost ready? Let Gao Da ...... cough, this temporary work end out."

Ye Susu said, and covered the corner of her mouth.

Song Yiran put down her spoon and quickly looked back at the two of them.

"Hmm."

Song Yiran nodded slightly toward the tall, upright figure.

"Young man, come over here and help me serve the fish."

"I'll teach you how to load the plate."