Mengmeng's Leisure Restaurant

"What's with the yelling? You scared me." Zhang Li shot her an annoyed look.

Li Anna acted as if she hadn't heard and ran over to Zhang Li, eyes wide. She pinched Zhang Li's cheeks several times.

"Oh my god, how did your skin get so much better? The mole on your left cheek is gone too. What happened? Did this happen after you went to the bathroom?" Li Anna asked in shock.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Li gave her a strange look, then walked over to the mirror. When she looked at herself, her eyes gradually widened too.

Looking at her fair, rosy skin and the vanished mole, Zhang Li's eyes filled with disbelief.

"Oh my god, what happened? Could it... could it be that Diarrhea Water?" Zhang Li exclaimed.

"Of course it is! That has to be something good. Xiao Li, you, you..." Li Anna suddenly became shy and said softly, "Could you ask Brother Zhang to give me a bottle of that water too?"

"I'll ask him." Zhang Li hurriedly took out her phone.

When she called Zhang Han, he had just arrived at Cloud Sound Garden.

"Brother! What kind of water did you just give me?" Zhang Li asked loudly.

"It was definitely something good. Would your brother give you ordinary water to drink?" Zhang Han said with a faint smile.

"That water is really that good? It made my skin better and even got rid of my mole? Is that for real?" Zhang Li asked incredulously. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed such a thing.

"Enough. You'll slowly experience whether it's good or not. And there's the milk too. Although it's not as good as that water, it's still the best milk in the world. Nothing else, right? I'm going upstairs." Zhang Han replied.

"Nothing else. Oh, right, Brother, do you have any more of that water? I want to give Anna a bottle to try." Zhang Li spoke slowly.

"You think my water is cabbages? You want to give it away too? It's gone. We'll talk about it when I have more in the future. All right, I'm going upstairs." Zhang Han shook his head slightly and hung up.

There were only about five liters of Pure Yang Water left. It was extremely scarce, so how could he casually give it to someone else?

If Zhang Han currently had the strength of Tribulation Crossing and possessed as many treasures as before, giving the water away for someone to bathe in would be no problem. But right now, he simply didn't have the means.

After going upstairs, Zhang Han found Ziyan and Zhou Fei sitting in the living room on the first floor.

"Mommy, Mommy." Having not seen her for a day, Little Princess had missed her mother terribly. She ran over excitedly, threw herself into Ziyan's arms, and acted spoiled.

"Did you miss Mommy?" Ziyan asked with a smile.

"I did, I did! Did Mommy miss Mengmeng?"

"What do you think?" Ziyan kissed Mengmeng's little cheek and said gently, "Of course I did."

"Heeheehee..." Mengmeng laughed happily.

Only then did Ziyan notice Zhang Han carrying a milk bucket toward the kitchen. She asked curiously, "Where did you get fresh milk?"

"I bought cows and goats." Zhang Han answered her before entering the kitchen.

Fresh milk had to be boiled before it could be drunk. Seeing this, Wang Juan wanted to come over and boil it, but Zhang Han refused. The heat had to be carefully controlled, and Zhang Han wasn't comfortable leaving it to someone else.

He took out a pot and poured in the milk, then watched the pot while checking his phone.

Once the milk boiled, Zhang Han immediately turned off the heat. After a while, he turned it back on and boiled it again. He repeated this four times before stopping.

Boiling the milk this way ensured that its quality remained at its best.

While the milk was boiling, the entire house filled with its rich fragrance.

"This milk smells so good. I used to boil fresh milk too, so why was the fragrance never this strong?" Zhou Fei closed her eyes and took a deep breath, speaking in surprise.

"Could it be..."

Ziyan narrowed her eyes. She thought of the miraculous bottle of water Zhang Han had given her.

After drinking the water, even the makeup on her face had disappeared. Moreover, Zhou Fei had stayed around her for half a day after she returned that day, and her skin had clearly improved. Could the milk Zhang Han had brought back this time also be something exceptional?

Ziyan grew faintly curious about Zhang Han. Ever since this man had left Hong Kong, he seemed to have changed somehow, leaving her puzzled and feeling that he was mysterious.

"It smells so good! Mengmeng's hungry. Daddy, Daddy, Mengmeng wants some." Mengmeng called out in her childish voice.

"You can drink it once it cools down a little." Zhang Han answered with a smile.

After the cow's milk was finished, Zhang Han began boiling the goat's milk, and the room was immediately filled with its distinctive scent.

It had a slight gamey smell, but the milky fragrance was still very strong, with a richness different from cow's milk.

This made Ziyan and Zhou Fei, who rarely drank goat's milk, suddenly crave some.

Finally, after Zhang Han finished boiling the milk, Ziyan had Wang Juan hurriedly prepare dinner.

At dinner, everyone had a cup of cow's milk and goat's milk. They drank with great enjoyment and all said they had never tasted milk so delicious.

After dinner, Mengmeng, Ziyan, and Zhou Fei played in the second-floor living room. Zhang Han took a pen and paper, sat nearby, and drew a cute chibi-style picture of Mengmeng.

After finishing, he took a photo and sent it to Zhao Kai, asking him to add the picture before the restaurant's name on the signboard. Zhao Kai replied with an OK gesture to show that he understood.

"Oh my, the fallen young master can even draw? How incredible!" Zhou Fei suddenly noticed the drawing in Zhang Han's hand and clicked her tongue in amazement.

"Daddy, why didn't you ask Mengmeng to draw with you?" Mengmeng put down her toy, ran over from Ziyan's side, and snatched the drawing from Zhang Han's hand. She looked at it twice.

"What a cute little girl! Daddy drew her so beautifully." Mengmeng praised him generously.

"Come, let Mommy take a look." Ziyan leaned over and glanced at the drawing, then chuckled. "I have to say, she looks quite like Mengmeng."

"Oh, is that Mengmeng? Daddy drew Mengmeng? Is such a pretty little girl Mengmeng?" Mengmeng ran in front of Zhang Han and asked expectantly.

"Of course it is. Look around the room. Besides Mengmeng, who else could be this cute and pretty?" Zhang Han said with a faint smile and rubbed Mengmeng's little head.

Unbeknownst to him, the smiles of the two women beside him immediately faded by three parts after he said that.

Zhang Han didn't care about that, though, and began playing with Mengmeng.

They played until eleven o'clock, when Mengmeng went to sleep with Ziyan.

Over the next three days,

Zhang Han and Mengmeng left early and returned late. During that time, Zhang Han planted some scallions on New Moon Mountain, along with potatoes, eggplants, tomatoes, green beans, chives, large chili peppers, small chili peppers, and more.

He also brought Zhang Li some fresh milk every day, until the refrigerator in her rented apartment was filled with milk. With no other choice, Zhang Li had to give some of it to her friends.

During those three days, Ziyan finished recording all the songs and prepared to go to the mainland to shoot their music videos.

That evening, Zhang Han told Ziyan that the restaurant's renovations were finished and that he wanted to take Mengmeng there to stay.

Ziyan thought it over. Seeing the intense anticipation on Mengmeng's face, she agreed and personally packed two large suitcases of things for Mengmeng.

She had a vague feeling that once Mengmeng left this time, it would probably be quite a while before she could return to Cloud Sound Garden.

Besides, she would be extremely busy before the fifteenth, so she might as well let Zhang Han take care of Mengmeng during that time.

That night, Ziyan chatted with Zhang Han for a while and told him all the details of caring for Mengmeng.

Clearly, she wasn't very confident in this makeshift father of hers.

They talked late into the night, and Ziyan eventually went to rest.

The next day, after saying goodbye to Mommy, Mengmeng followed Zhang Han downstairs to their new home, her face full of excitement.

"Mengmeng, look at the sign. What does it say?" Zhang Han parked the car in front of the restaurant, pointed at the signboard, and asked with a smile.

"Um..." Mengmeng studied it carefully and hesitantly read, "Meng... meng... de... xiu... xian... ting!"

"That's right, but you're missing one character. How do you pronounce the character before 'ting'?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Um... um..." Mengmeng hemmed and hawed for a while, then said shyly, "Aiya, I don't know it!"

"What kind of place are we opening?" Zhang Han pointed at the building and asked, "What do we call a place where people eat?"

"A restaurant?" Mengmeng seemed to remember. Her eyes lit up as she said in her childish voice, "Mengmeng's Leisure Restaurant?"

"That's right." Zhang Han laughed heartily.

Little Princess giggled when she saw this, repeatedly shouting, "Mengmeng's Leisure Restaurant! Yay, it's my leisure restaurant!"

"Let's go inside and take a look."

Zhang Han carried Mengmeng inside.

The inside and outside of the building had been cleaned until they were spotless and orderly. After finishing the renovations, Zhao Kai had specifically hired cleaners to clean everything.

Only after entering could one fully appreciate the exquisite beauty of the building.

A round dining table stood surrounded by four crescent-shaped wooden carvings. There were four passageways to the east, south, west, and north. The carvings were hollowed out and covered in all kinds of patterns. They were only a little over half a meter high and highly ornamental.

Against the wall on the right was a small stage, upon which sat a luxurious black Steinway Model O grand piano. Slightly farther out was a small bar with a white Apple laptop on it, while several corners of the room held high-quality speakers.

Farther inside, the small round tables for drinking cold beverages and eating snacks, along with the DIY spherical chairs, were full of character. The white sofas and coffee table inside, meanwhile, gave the place a homely feel.

The most eye-catching feature was the television wall in front of the sofa.

The emerald lotus flowers on the background wall were lifelike and stunningly beautiful.

Zhang Han, however, was examining the kitchen on the left. The outer surfaces of its U-shaped cabinets were glossy white. The entrance was on the inner side and had a sliding door. The stove and range hood were both top-of-the-line brands, while the inside also had a dedicated oven, microwave, rice cooker, steamer, and other appliances. The cabinets below were for storing bowls and chopsticks.

Two-thirds of the surrounding walls were covered in various decorative patterns. The upper third held several 800 cm by 800 cm picture frames, each containing a few cartoon characters. Zhao Kai knew that Zhang Han would definitely want to put up pictures of his daughter.

With the overall atmosphere of the room, even the three small white tables and six little chairs by the window on the left looked upscale.

The second floor was relatively less impressive, but its style was even cozier. The walls were all covered in light-blue wallpaper, while the sofas, television, coffee table, and other furniture had all been selected by Zhang Han himself. Naturally, none of them lacked style.