roccoschili Chapter 114 Xu Erhu, the Big Eater
Chapter 114 Xu Erhu, the Big Eater
After the two left, Lin Xi called the principal to let him know that she had arrived home safely so that he wouldn't worry.
Then, while doing practice questions, she also helped customers collect and give change.
The questions in the first year of junior high were very simple; you could multitask with ease.
Some customers wanted her autograph, but seeing that her child was studying, they were too embarrassed to bother her too much and just secretly took a few photos.
After the mealtime passed, the Lin family members finally had time to cook for themselves.
When Lin Guiying learned that Xu Erhu could eat, she cooked a big pot of rice, stir-fried some vegetables, and bought some cooked food from outside, which was a good combination of meat and vegetables.
Next, the Lin family members, including Lin Xi, were dumbfounded.
Tian Lei and Liu Erli looked at each other in bewilderment.
Old Xu's face turned red.
Xu Erhu, holding the rice cooker, poured all the soup into a basin, then used his only hand to pick up a spoon, buried his head in the basin, and devoured it in a whirlwind of activity...
Um, how should I describe it?
His mouth was like a black hole that could automatically devour food, without needing to chew at all.
The food was gone after it went in; it was gone after it went in…
It wasn't that he lacked manners; at first, he ate with great restraint, but Lin Guiying, fearing he might feel embarrassed, repeatedly urged him not to be polite.
But he was afraid of scaring everyone, so he only ate three bowls of rice.
After they finished eating, as Lin Guiying was clearing away the dishes and about to throw away the soup, his eyes were filled with heartache.
"Auntie, it's such a waste to throw away the vegetable soup."
Although Lin Guiying had experienced hardship, she hadn't reached the point where she couldn't bear to throw away even vegetable soup.
Seeing the look in the child's eyes, I figured he might not have eaten enough, so I made him a bowl of spicy hot pot.
Xu Erhu refused to do anything else and insisted on eating the vegetable soup.
Lin Guiying couldn't refuse him, so she put the soup on the table again, and that's when the scene we're in now happened.
Lin Guojun deliberately held his chin up; his eating manners were truly eye-opening.
Lin Xi then thought of the big eaters of later generations, and realized that Xu Erhu was a promising candidate for mukbang (eating broadcast).
Only after the rice bowl was scraped clean did Xu Erhu look up, belatedly blushing.
He had worked all day and was extremely hungry.
Those three bowls of rice were just enough to fill my stomach; I couldn't resist just now, and my true colors were revealed.
"Oh no, the shop owners will definitely look down on me," he thought sheepishly, glancing at Lin Dayuan, waiting to be fired.
Lin Dayuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Young man, you're really good. No wonder you're so strong. It's alright. From now on, just eat as much as you want without being shy."
Lin Guiying then asked, "Erhu, are you full?"
Lin Xi asked sincerely, "Brother, would you like another bowl of spicy hot pot?"
Xu Erhu saw that although everyone was surprised, no one disliked him and was even worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat.
A warm feeling welled up inside her. She blinked her small eyes, forced back her tears, and choked out, "Thank you, thank you all. I... I'm full."
Old Xu was an honest and simple man. Seeing that his employer did not intend to send his son away, he was very grateful, but he did not know how to express it, so he just lowered his head and wiped away his tears.
Although this father and son were not good with words, their actions spoke louder than a thousand words.
The Lin family dislikes pretentious people and prefers honest and kind ones.
“You guys should just stay here and work hard. Once you get the hang of it, your grandfather and I can go home and retire. This period of time has really worn me out.”
Lin Guiying said this to tell the two of them that they had been successfully hired and that they didn't need to worry about being fired.
Xu Erhu and his son understood the meaning behind the words, their eyes lit up, and they repeatedly expressed their determination to do a good job.
This action directly made Liu Erli and Tian Lei feel a sense of crisis.
Xu Erhu was incredibly strong; one of his hands was equivalent to four of someone else's. He could easily lift a hundred-pound bone. Lin Dayuan always took him with him when he went to buy goods, but later he simply let him go to buy goods on his own.
Old Xu was no less capable; he worked efficiently and neatly. Although he wasn't as strong as his son, he could still chop vegetables all day long without feeling tired.
The two often competed with Tian Lei and Liu Erli for jobs.
Even taking out the trash feels like a game of rock-paper-scissors.
With a large and capable workforce, Lin Guiying and Lin Guojun were finally able to leave the small shop and return home to retire in peace.
One returned to his old trade of collecting garbage, while the other went to the market and bought a bunch of chickens, ducks, and geese, living a leisurely rural life.
Lin Xi devoted herself entirely to her studies, doing practice problems and writing novels during the day, and boxing and studying her favorite hacking tutorials at night.
It's worth mentioning that her previous article about depression gained her a small group of readers, all of whom suffer from depression and anxiety. At the same time, she was earning Love Coins every day.
Each time she received a system notification that boosted her hope for life or alleviated her anxiety symptoms, she was overjoyed.
That is the significance of her writing.
What she didn't know was that she had a fan group that shared her feelings, and the group leader was Xiao Jing, the daughter of producer Liu Pei, a girl with depression.
She also saw Lin Xi's competition interviews and Lin Xi's collection of inspirations on TV.
It turned out that her mother hadn't lied to her; the little girl who gave her the jelly was truly kindred spirits.
The reason she created the fan group was that she saw Lin Xi's article about depression, in which she subtly mentioned herself.
She said she was a lily in full bloom, beautiful yet fragile, but blooming in the darkness, under the orange light, unnoticed by anyone.
She wished she could grow up in the sunshine; that would be the most beautiful sight...
She knew that the phrase "mutual appreciation" referred to her, and at that moment, she secretly cried for a long time.
She's so lucky that her favorite author wrote an article for her!
Such a kind and compassionate author deserves to be seen by more people...
Seeing that her daughter was no longer cooped up in her dimly lit room and was busy with her fan group every day, Liu Pei felt extremely grateful to Lin Xi. It was Lin Xi who helped her daughter out of her depression and rekindled her interest in life.
She had read that article many times and, like her daughter, had secretly cried over it.
A film about disabled people is being shot, and she doesn't have the extra energy. Otherwise, she would have bought the copyright to this article and made it into a movie.
During the filming, she kept mentioning the author, who was only nine years old, to others.
As a result, no one in this circle has ever seen Lin Xi, but there are only rumors about her.
Unbeknownst to her, Lin Xi was becoming increasingly famous.
Lin Xi was unaware of these things; she was still that little girl who only knew how to bury herself in her studies. Even if she knew, she wouldn't be complacent; instead, she would become even more motivated.
As the weather warms up and summer approaches, with lush green grass, Lin Xi faces her June monthly exams, which are very important to her.
Of course, what's important isn't the exam itself, but the system rewards after it.
This was also very important to Lin Guojun, because he was finally able to attend his granddaughter's parent-teacher conference!
This was his shining moment!
The old man went to the barbershop to get a stylish haircut and dyed his hair black.
Find the short-sleeved shirt that my granddaughter bought me last week, and put on some breathable leather shoes.
Hey, that aura just comes through. He doesn't look like a ragpicker anymore; he looks more like a retired senior official.
Even after visiting many times, Lin Guiying still envied her husband, counting on her fingers, "Sigh, there's only one final exam left, the one for our son."
I have to wait until the monthly exams next semester to attend the parent-teacher conference, which is still three or four months away.
Thinking about it, I felt a little dissatisfied.