Chapter 1381: Mr. Xiao—Sharp Tongue, Soft Heart

Perhaps because she entered society and started striving early, and starting from the most basic role of a waiter, Xu Qingqing appeared more mature than Xiao Rou. Although they were the same age, if you really calculated it, Xiao Rou was slightly older in terms of months.

The two were busy all morning, and at noon, the milk tea shop officially opened for business.

Previously, Xu Qingqing had done quite a few promotional activities, and on this grand opening day, she offered a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

Xiao Rou initially thought there wouldn’t be much business on the first day. Who would have thought the nearby training school was let out, and many people came over. The two were busy and flustered, and thankfully everything was a fixed quantity standard, otherwise, Xiao Rou would really have gone mad.

They were busy until almost seven o’clock, and Xiao Rou felt she could barely straighten her back. Even Xu Qingqing said that the level of business exceeded her expectations.

The main business here was catering to two training institutions, and once the evening rush passed, there were basically no more people coming.

Xiao Rou and Xu Qingqing tidied up a bit. Since they were both girls, they didn’t want to stay open too late, so they each went back to their own places.

Xu Qingqing was alright, but Xiao Rou truly hadn’t experienced such busy work before. Returning to the apartment, she didn’t even have the strength to shower, collapsing onto the sofa unable to get up.

She was on the verge of falling asleep when her phone rang; otherwise, Xiao Rou might have just dozed off like that.

In a daze, she grabbed the phone without looking at the caller ID, and answered, "Hello?"

"Rourou? What’s with your voice? Are you sick?"

Mrs. Xiao’s gentle voice came through the phone, causing Xiao Rou to quickly sit up and clear her throat. "Mom, I’m fine, just a little tired. What’s up?"

"Rourou, you’re living alone outside now, you need to make sure to rest well."

"Mm, I know."

"Actually, it wasn’t solely me calling, it’s your father..."

Before Mrs. Xiao finished speaking, Xiao Rou heard a disgruntled voice from the phone, "Speak for yourself, what does this have to do with me?"

Xiao Rou could tell it was her father’s voice. Although things were tense between them because Xiao Rou had resigned to start a shop and moved out, she knew that her father still cared about her.

Upon hearing this remark, Xiao Rou was not annoyed but laughed. In other households, it might be the mother who is sharp-tongued but soft-hearted; in theirs, it was always the father who was sharp-tongued but soft-hearted.

As expected, after Mr. Xiao’s disgruntled comment, Mrs. Xiao immediately changed her tone, "Um, Rourou, didn’t you say your shop opens today? Are you tired? Do you want mom to come help?"

Xiao Rou quickly wanted to decline, but before speaking, she reconsidered and gently said, "Mom, I’m keeping up with everything, but if you’re free, could you make your specialty plum-cooked pork for me? I’m craving it."

"Alright, alright, that’s easy. I’ll make it tomorrow and bring it over for you."

"Thanks, Mom."

After finishing the call with Xiao Rou, Mrs. Xiao glanced at Mr. Xiao sitting on the other side of the sofa with a newspaper, putting on airs, and couldn’t help but laugh. "Rourou said she’s managing over there, doesn’t need me to go help."

"Hmph, what does managing mean? Poor business! She just doesn’t listen to me. She’ll figure it out once she hits a snag."

"Rourou said she wants to eat my plum-cooked pork. I need to buy some meat tomorrow and go to Rourou’s place in the evening. Would you like to come?"

"What would I go for? I have a social engagement tomorrow."

Mr. Xiao said testily.