C63 Only Mama can love Papa

"Alright, alright. Mister, please come over here. Please come to the second floor." The woman knew that a big customer had arrived and welcomed Zhang Han to the second floor with a warm smile.

"Sir, your daughter is so beautiful. It would be better if her hair was tidied up." The woman looked at Mengmeng and her eyes lit up.

When Meng Meng was with Zhang Han, she always let nature take its course by hugging his head. Only that time when they went to the beach, Zhang Han had given Meng Meng a ponytail that shot into the sky.

Even so, Meng Meng's exquisite little face managed to control her unusual hairstyle.

There are no ugly hairstyles in the world, only people who cannot handle their hairstyles. Some people, whether long or short hair, are very good-looking.

Some people had fewer hairstyles, such as perm, or straight hair. If they had a new hairstyle, they might not look like they had for a long time. It was like giving a bald man a comb, or something like that.

As for Mengmeng, she had a good face and a good hairstyle. This made the staff of Shadow Tower feel much more relaxed.

"Of course my daughter is beautiful. Look at her hairstyle." Zhang Han chuckled.

Faced with such praise, Meng Meng was naturally very happy. She hummed a song in a low voice. In the afternoon, she had changed her hair several times and took ten pictures by herself.

Some looked angry, some looked happy, some had cute pouting mouths, and some even had one eye closed while the other had a golden fish mouth.

The photographer even wanted Mengmeng to look like she was about to cry because he loved art.

Thus, he brought up the idea.

"Gulp ?" What are you crying for? " Meng Meng blinked her large, clear eyes and asked curiously.

Zhang Han glared at him and replied,

"What are you talking about, don't take any pictures."

The cameraman's face stiffened. He quickly smiled apologetically and began taking photos of Zhang Han and Meng Meng.

If taken together, Meng Meng was even happier. There was a picture of her riding on her neck. Meng Meng was riding on her dung, her hands raised in the air, leaving behind a happy little face.

Of course, there were also photos of Meng Meng kissing dung, with her face pressed to Zhang Han's face, with Meng nestling against his chest, with her large hands holding onto his chest, and many other shapes.

After the photos were taken, the cameraman added Zhang Han's WeChat to tell him that the photos would be ready by night and washed and delivered to the restaurant in the morning.

Zhang Han went downstairs to pay and then left. Before he left, the photographer was still praising him.

"The pictures of Sir and your daughter are the most beautiful and warmest photos I've ever taken ?"

Zhang Han merely smiled in response to the praise.

Zhang Han's cell phone rang right after he got on the car. He took it out and saw that it was from that girl, Zhang Li.

"Bro, your restaurant is open for business, right? How about it? Do you not have a single customer with that skill of yours? " Zhang Li giggled.

"Huh?" What? And you even started to make fun of your brother? " Zhang Han replied with a smile.

Zhang Han liked the jokes of his close relatives. Only when he was with his family, did he feel like a relative, not an immortal.

Family affection is not something that can be changed by differences in class strength.

"I'm not teasing you. I know how you cook. Remember, on my fifteenth birthday, you cooked once. What happened?" Zhang Li said with a smile.

"In the end, we all had diarrhea for an entire day, and in the end, you even went to complain to our mother that our big brother wanted to murder you." Zhang Han said with a smile.

In his mind, he recalled the scene from that day.

At that time, Zhang Li was 15 years old, and she was 18 years old. Although she played very well in Shang Jing, being young and reckless, looking down on her own little sister, he still felt very pained. That time, Zhang Li's birthday was over, and Zhang Han wanted to give him a special gift.

Thus, after thinking about it, he decided to make a 'big meal' himself. As a result, everyone knew that this big meal was like a laxative.

From then on, Zhang Li would call Zhang Han the 'Kitchen Killer'!

If Liang Mengqi and the others were to know of this matter, they would probably be greatly shocked.

"Humph!" Zhang Li snorted and said, "I thought you had forgotten, but I'm on vacation the day after tomorrow. I'll go over to your place to take a look."

"Mmm, this time, I'll let you experience my true culinary skills." Zhang Han smiled faintly.

Zhang Li probably couldn't bear to leave after eating her own food.

After all, her work at night was not so good, and she would have to work through the latter half of the night, which was quite tiring. More importantly, those places were filled with people who had mixed feelings for one another, and most of the people watching the night scene were from the society. Zhang Li was still a slim and graceful beauty, and there would be some blind people who would want to harass her.

Instead of that job, why not stay in your own restaurant and serve a meal or something?

At this point, Zhang Han had already prepared a sumptuous meal for Zhang Li when he arrived, leaving her here completely.

Zhang Li smiled at Zhang Han, exchanged a few words with him, then hung up the phone.

"Pu, it's ?" Is Auntie coming to be a guest? " Meng Meng, who was sitting in the back row, asked curiously.

"Yes, your aunt will come the day after tomorrow." Zhang Han nodded.

"Ugh..." That Mama will be back the day after tomorrow! "We're not going to meet the big bird to pick up the mommy." ". Mengmeng reminded him with her sweet voice.

"Your mother won't be here until ten in the evening. We can drive there by nine o'clock. Your aunt should be here by day." Zhang Han said.

"Oh." Meng Meng responded crisply, her big eyes blinking. No one knew what she was thinking, but finally, five minutes later, Meng Meng finally said in her childish voice, "Dung, um ?" That little sister Kiki said she loved you today. "

"She was joking." Zhang Han couldn't help smiling.

"That, that... Ugh ? "No way, only a Mama can love dung, others can't ?" Although Meng Meng didn't understand love, but she understood that dung and Mama together love to come and go.

"Your mother, she ?" Zhang Han smiled and shook his head. After a moment of silence, he answered, "Mengmeng, it's enough for dad to have you. You don't have to worry."

"Mmm hmph, dung, mana, moe, moe, I want to go together, forever, um ?" neverseparate "We'll never separate)" Mengmeng's voice was firm and filled with anticipation.

"Well, forever." Zhang Han solemnly nodded.

Aside from Zi Yan, Meng Meng would definitely be with him forever. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years ? Forever.

"How about ? ?" For the sake of Mengmeng, we should get the child's mother first? "

Zhang Han pondered for a moment.

"It's better not to overdo it, just let nature take its course."

Zhang Han liked to let nature take its course regarding matters of the heart, just like he liked to live a life of quality. He enjoyed this spiritual pursuit.

Furthermore, Zhang Han was not sure about his relationship with Zi Yan, it was true that he loved Meng Meng, but he did not love Zi Yan. Furthermore, Zi Yan did not know any attitude towards him, after all, they had only known each other for a short time.

On the other hand, the past few days of chatting had brought the two of them closer to each other. Sometimes, they would even chat about interesting things.

From a friend to a lover, this process was a very important memory in a person's life.

After that, from their initial love affair to their bland and blissful love affair, this was another process. Furthermore, Zhang Han subconsciously felt that it wouldn't be long before Zi Yan would fall under her jeans.

Returning to the dining hall, Zhang Han gave Mengmeng a bath in the afternoon.

Meng Meng sat in the bubble bath. She was very happy. Her small hands continuously waved the foam as she hummed in a childish voice:

"Oh, oh, oh, I love bathing... "My skin is fine, oh, oh, oh, I love bathing my skin. Oh, oh, oh, oh, I love bathing ?"

The little princess only remembered this one sentence, but this single sentence caused Zhang Han to burst into laughter.

Although the song hummed intermittently, Meng Meng's voice had inherited Zi Yan's bloodline. It was somewhat childish, but the sound was still very attractive.

Soon, it was half past five.

Although the opening hours were written at 18.00-19.00, it seemed that some people already knew that there was no place to sit at the party. Thus, at 5.30 p.m., six customers came one after another.

Amongst the six people, one of them was someone Zhang Han had met once before. It seemed to be one of the six people who had accompanied Zhao Dahu here at noon.

Apparently, he was subdued by the Egg Fried Rice and had pulled his friends over to have a taste.

At this time, Zhang Han also started cooking the rice. Not long later, Sun Dongheng walked in alone.

This time he didn't bring a girl because he felt that he wasn't a member yet, so not only could he not act cool when bringing a beauty over, it even made it seem like his young master Sun didn't have any money. So he planned to not bring any women over until he bought the membership card.

"Are you full?" Sun Dongheng saw that there were already six people sitting at the three tables. He was slightly taken aback before he turned to Zhang Han and asked:

"Boss, this place is full. Can I sit there?"

While speaking, Sun Dongheng pointed at the member seats that Liang Mengqi and the others had bought.

"No." Zhang Han lightly replied.

Sun Dongheng bitterly smiled as he let out a sigh and stood at the side of the table, waiting in line.

Sun Dongheng was originally a rich second generation young master, and his temper was quite ordinary as well. He was the typical type who loved to act cool, with a bottle less than half full of stuff, but in this restaurant of Zhang Han's, he really didn't have a temper.

The boss was too personal and treated the customers with a bad attitude.

Let the diners serve their own food, and only the members can taste the tasty dishes! Furthermore, he never found a zero when he gave them the money!

The first two times, Sun Dongheng gave him the money and waited for two seconds, but after seeing Zhang Han leave the money in a drawer, he realized that the boss had no intention of looking for the money!

However, he didn't think much of the one hundred and eighty yuan. After all, the Egg-Fried Rice here was the best in the world.

Putting aside the matter of finding money, he was still a frequent customer and a loyal fan! You can't even sit on a member's seat and eat a meal!

"The membership card here!" I must do it! '

Sun Dongheng clenched his teeth and firmly thought in his heart.