coobybook Chapter 459 A Little Accident in the Malatang Restaurant
Chapter 459 A Little Accident in the Malatang Restaurant
The green glass bottle flew out of the man's hand.
Ma Yuquan caught a glimpse of a large green pancake flying towards him and Zhong Zeqi out of the corner of his eye, and reached out to catch it without thinking.
Bang!
The glass bottle changed its trajectory the moment it hit the man's arm and fell straight to the ground. The remaining beer in the bottle mixed with glass shards splashed all over the ground.
The incident happened so suddenly that the small Northeastern Malatang restaurant was quiet for a long time.
"What the hell are you doing!" Zhong Zeqi pointed at the shirtless tattooed man and cursed, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry and take my uncle to the hospital!"
The boss of Northeastern Malatang suddenly realized that it was his uncle... As the old saying goes: A nephew resembles his uncle.
"Did you hear me?"
The little boy held Ma Yuquan's arm, his feet jumping anxiously, "Call 120!"
When everyone saw the bright red blood on the man's arm, they suddenly woke up and began to act one by one.
Almost two hours later, two figures, one large and one small, stood at the door of the hospital's emergency center.
Zhong Zeqi: "People give you money and you don't want it." The little boy pursed his lips, "Do you like being taken advantage of?"
The man's facial features wrinkled together, and he scratched his head embarrassedly. "I took it in the end... You have quite a temper."
"Broken bone!" The little boy was so disappointed, "You have a broken bone!" Is this guy stupid... How can he be so easy to talk to!
"Oh!" Ma Yuquan patted his little head, "Don't be unhappy, I didn't eat much just now, my stomach is about to burst, hurry up and find something to eat!"
Ma Yuquan had a smile on his face. He was glad that Zhong Zeqi was not injured. Everything else... was not important.
"This smells so bad... like shit in a toilet." The little boy pinched his nose.
"It's the taste of sour bamboo shoots. It smells stinky but tastes delicious." The man explained patiently with a faint smile on his face.
That's right, Ma Yuquan took Zhong Zeqi to a small stall selling snail noodles and ordered a bowl of original snail noodles for each of them, and also added two tiger skin chicken feet, also one for each of them.
Seeing the man eating with relish, the little boy, driven by curiosity, picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times, with an expression of surprise on his face.
“Isn’t it delicious?”
"It's OK. It's edible."
Can be installed!
Ma Yuquan shook his head in amusement, casually pulled out a piece of paper and wiped the sweat off the other person's face, "Eat slowly."
"Don't worry about me, just eat!" Accidents are more likely to happen on the roadside than in a store, and he doesn't want to go hungry again. Zhong Zeqi wolfed down his food without a care in the world, finishing a bowl of noodles in less than five minutes.
Ma Yuquan had barely eaten a few bites at the Northeast Malatang restaurant, and now he was starving, finishing his meal in about the same time as Zhong Zeqi.
He wiped his mouth, walked to the stall owner's cart, and prepared to scan the QR code to pay.
The moment he took out his phone, the man noticed the time on the lock screen. It was almost half an hour later than the time his sister had agreed to pick up the child.
After paying the bill, Ma Yuquan walked back to the dining table. Seeing Zhong Zeqi sitting there obediently waiting for him, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart, as if he had drunk a cup of slightly bitter chrysanthemum tea.
"Come on, I'll take you for a drink."
The big and the small switched and began to change positions.
When the owner of the open-air cafe saw Ma Yuquan bringing a child over, he asked in surprise, "When did your child become this big?"
The man was about to explain, but he opened his mouth and glanced at his nephew's little face, but in the end he said nothing.
"What to give him to drink?" The boss's eyes swept over Zhong Zeqi and finally stopped at the man's face.
"Orange...orange juice?"
A big one and a small one were sitting at a low table. In front of the small one was a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice that the coffee shop owner had brought from the stall next door, and in front of the big one was a cup of raw coconut latte and some snacks.
It was getting later and later. Ma Yuquan looked calm, but in fact he was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He sent a private message to Mei Ling'er, asking:
"When can the mother come over?"
Mei Ling'er smiled slightly and asked, "Why don't you call her yourself?"
[Bloodline Suppression]
【I have been my sister's slave since I was a child. I am a woman.】
My sister has always loved me and never fought with me. She thought I was childish.
[Having a child is like having a burden, and you're worried about him. You can't commit suicide now, as it will leave a psychological shadow on the child.]
……
When netizens in the live broadcast room saw this, they all started posting comments.
Ma Yuquan sighed to the sky. He really shouldn't have answered the phone...
The man's neck couldn't bear the weight of his head and tilted slightly to the side. A man and a woman appeared in his sight.
The ex-girlfriend was in the arms of her former leader, and the woman was smiling shyly.
Ma Yuquan’s first reaction was to turn his head away, but he felt annoyed in his heart. Why should he be afraid of being seen?
Zhong Zeqi was opening a bag of green beans. He used too much force and a few beans jumped out of the bag and onto the ground.
"Ouch!"
Ma Yuquan could tell that it was his ex-girlfriend's voice without even looking sideways.
"I'm sorry." Zhong Zeqi stood up and apologized to the woman.
"When a child does something wrong, why don't the parents react?"
Hearing this, the man retracted his head into his neck.
A curly-haired lady from another table urged in a particularly loud voice, "The child didn't mean to do that, and he apologized to you. Let's all be more friendly."
snort!
The ex-girlfriend pouted and kicked to the side.
"Ah!" The woman kicked Zhong Zeqi on the calf. She was wearing high heels.
The boy pulled up his trouser leg and saw a small bruise on his leg.
Ma Yuquan also saw it.
The man immediately jumped up from his chair, "Did you do this on purpose? Apologize to our child now!"
"pony?"
"Ma Yuquan?"
Hearing his ex-leader and ex-girlfriend calling his name together, the man didn't care at all. He repeated:
"Apologize to our child!"
At this time, the older woman with curly hair also stood up and said, "You are such a sinister person. Apologize to the child now, or I will call the police and have them deal with you!"
The ex-girlfriend was still standing there, looking unyielding.
The former leader, however, looked worried and kept poking her arm.
Finally, the ex-girlfriend gave in and reluctantly apologized in front of the curly-haired sister.
After this little farce ended, Ma Yuquan lowered his head and gulped down his coffee, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Zhong Zeqi didn't notice the man's anxiety at all and ate the snacks slowly.
"Does it hurt?" Ma Yuquan bent down and rolled up his nephew's trouser legs.
The boy shook his head indifferently and said, "It doesn't hurt. I'm used to it." Then he tilted his head back and poured the whole bag of broad beans into his mouth.
The man frowned, a puzzled look on his face, "What do you mean used to it?"