Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 328 The Butterfly Flies Away

"Maybe such a day is not bad. Maybe you like such a day more. Maybe as long as I don't say anything, you can be a free and easy person forever..."

An Yonghou lowered his brows, and countless words in his heart vanished into thin air at this moment, disappearing like the wind and clouds with the ups and downs of his emotions.

An Qiao didn't know what to say for a moment. This matter seemed to be a done deal, and there was no need to question it. Moreover, it was indeed such a coincidence.

Wu Jiangan: ... Wow, such a deep love between father and daughter, what should I do, help me, daddy, help me, brother.

An Qiao just stared at the Marquis blankly. Although she did not reject this little old man, since she traveled through time, An Qiao had never thought that she would have a family, nor had she ever thought that one day she would call him father.

So I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to do.

My mood was inexplicably complicated. Before I could figure out how to deal with the situation, the door of the restaurant was hurriedly opened again.

Before Qi Ningliang could say anything, he saw everyone in the room was also stunned.

Judging from the situation, it seems that everyone knows that An Qiao is his sister?

Then what was going on with this seemingly frozen time? Why was An Qiao's expression so complicated? Why were the Dali Temple and the prefectural governor of Kyoto also here?

Everyone fell into an eerie silence.

Until An Qiao slowly walked down the stairs, she really wanted to close her eyes and let this matter be over, but it seemed that she could not avoid it.

Marquis An Yong brought so many people here in order to tell the truth for me. If I don't do something, Marquis An Yong will become the laughing stock of the entire Kyoto Prefecture tomorrow.

Now that it's here, let's make peace with it.

An Qiao bowed to An Yonghou, and then asked in a very soft voice, "What was my original father's name?"

A relationship that lasted for more than ten years could not be forgotten just like that, and her body drove her to ask this question.

An Yonghou closed his eyes and said softly, "Xia Yu."

It turns out that he has such a nice name. He changed his surname to An for himself, changed his real name to anonymity, married a woman he didn't like, and even gave up his life for himself...

At this moment, An Qiao felt her body and soul vibrate, and those places that once felt like they were missing a muscle seemed to be reunited at this moment.

An Qiao realized it at this moment, and finally let it go.

With a sigh, An Qiao called out softly, "Dad."

An Yonghou's hands kept shaking, he had been waiting for this call of father for 18 years. He looked at his daughter who had grown into a graceful young lady, and thought about all the suffering she had endured over the years, and felt even more nervous.

Qi Ningliang was also a little unsteady on his feet. While he was trying to support Marquis Yong'an, he couldn't help shaking.

It was after his sister was lost that he felt for the first time in so many years that he had the real feeling of having brothers and sisters.

Seeing that the two of them were unable to control their emotions, An Qiao quickly turned around and made two cups of rose and wolfberry tea.

Qi Ningliang: Why are he and his father the only ones excited? His sister can actually make tea. Shouldn't she be the one who should be excited now?

An Qiao: You should drink it quickly, and don’t come to me in the restaurant later, I can’t do anything about it.

The two people's eyes exchanged wildly. No one else knew what they were talking about, but An Qiao could sense it very tacitly.

After the two of them calmed down a little, An Yonghou squeezed An Qiao's hand, and for a moment he had nothing to say.

It wasn't until Wu Jiangan's father and brother rushed into the restaurant and saw such a big scene.

The old Imperial Master Wu was very cunning. He grabbed Wu Jiangan and started beating him, "You rascal, do you still want to live?"

His equally cunning brother pulled over a minor official from Kyoto Prefecture who he had spoken to for a few days and asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many people?"

The junior official didn't dare to mock him, but he still smiled and said, "Your brother has hit a wall..."

"What do you mean? Please explain it clearly. Please help me. If you want to bring it up in the future, I will definitely help you." Wu Jiangan's brother was sweating anxiously. If this got out, people might say that his brother was bullying a good girl.

"This Miss An Qiao was originally the shopkeeper of this restaurant, and she was the concubine that Master Wu wanted to take away. It is said that you all agreed, so he came to take Miss An back. Miss An was quite smart, and she fought with him for more than half an hour. Then Marquis An Yong, the Dali Temple, and our Jingdu Prefecture all came.

The reason is simple. Miss An is always nice to us. She is the first one to pass on information to us. We naturally want to help her. Although we can't stop everything... but we can drive her away once or twice. Who knew that An Yonghou would reveal a big news, saying that Miss An is his daughter..."

Although the minor official spoke very quickly and finished in a few breaths, Wu Jiangan's brother still felt that it was a long time.

There was still Wu Jiangan's wailing and the sound of his father beating Wu Jiangan.

He and his father had discussed it on the way here just now. One of them would be responsible for inquiring outside, while the other would go in to fight Wu Jiangan.

After all, it was Marquis An Yong who came personally to invite them, so it must be no small matter, but... they all thought at first that Miss An was the one that Marquis An Yong liked.

Unexpectedly, it was his daughter!

This old man, his daughter was lost for more than 10 years, how come he found her again? He even opened a restaurant in Kyoto for no apparent reason, how weird.

This old man is weird, and his daughter is also weird.

"Lord Wu, stop fighting. We are all civilized people. I don't want to see you beat your own son to death, right? Sit down and talk about two dollars." After drinking the tea brewed by An Qiao, An Yonghou felt a lot calmer.

My legs don't hurt anymore, my waist doesn't feel sore anymore, and my heart feels relieved. It's worthy of being the tea made by my own daughter.

Lord Wu, whose hair was already a little messy at this time, stopped panting. As soon as he stopped, he saw his eldest son standing at the door, shaking his head wildly.

"In this way, my eldest son will know that his younger brother can control me no matter what his behavior is. Let my eldest son come in with me."

Lord Wu smiled cunningly, but his attitude was not humble at all.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard his eldest son whisper in his ear, "That young lady is his daughter."

... Lord Wu: ... It's really a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. No wonder that brat refused to obey yesterday and insisted on taking the young lady as his concubine.

He cast a divination and it only said that this thing would not succeed. He didn't expect that it would not succeed like this... It was also his own fault for being careless. If he had cast another divination, this would not have happened.

Well now, a dilemma.