There is a terrace near the pond on the north shore, and a corner of the red house is exposed in the green willow acacia. A sign on the tree in front of the house says "Lotus Pond Restaurant". This is a small restaurant run by my sister and brother-in-law. In autumn, the pond is indeed full of lotus flowers, but in May, the lotus root has been harvested and the new leaves have not sprouted, which is a bit of a misnomer. However, the beautiful scenery of rippling blue waves, weeping willows and endless frogs still attracts many people to stop and watch. At dawn, the elder sister got up early, cleaned the yard and room, washed the cups and dishes, and was ready to open. Brother-in-law also started a motorcycle to go to the market to purchase fresh vegetables such as chicken, duck, fish and meat. Everything is ready. As soon as the brother-in-law left, the guests entered the door. The elder sister lit the knife at once, and a tense day began. Although it is remote, the business of the small shop is also very prosperous. The customers who come to eat are people from some nearby villages, and then there are small vendors from village to village, who collect grain, buy cotton, sell noodles, sell fried dough sticks, sell steamed bread, sell vegetables and fruits, and so on. Nowadays, with the reform and opening up, there are many people engaged in circulation. Although it is a small place, you can buy necessary daily necessities without leaving the village. Most of these people are small businesses, and their food is simple, usually a bowl of hot noodle soup, or a bowl of jiaozi, or a bowl of egg flower soup, two steamed buns and a dish of pickles. Pickled vegetables, raw onions, raw garlic, free, soy sauce, vinegar, just put it there, help yourself, boiled water is also free. Elder sister and brother-in-law are kind and enthusiastic, and most of the small restaurants are repeat customers. Now that the cultivators have money in their waists, some people at home come to visit, and they don't even do it themselves. How much trouble is that? Generally, I will call a small shop and ask for some ready-made dishes, which is convenient and decent. There are also foreign businessmen coming to dinner, but not many. This shop pays attention to small profits but quick turnover. A big bowl of steaming and delicious egg noodles is only one yuan, a bowl of jiaozi is two yuan, and a decent table with vegetarian dishes is only twenty yuan. I calculated carefully, all kinds of ingredients such as noodles, meat and vegetables, plus coal and electricity, not counting wages, can't make much money at all. I told my eldest sister about it, and she smiled disapprovingly: "Most of the people who come here to order food are farmers, locals or small businessmen. It's just a matter of interest to come here. I can make some efforts without losing money. How much can you earn? " It is accidental that a guest has no money with him. Everyone in the village has to eat and can't go back hungry. It better be kind. "It suddenly dawned on me that it is no wonder that elder sister's shop business is so prosperous, and there are always so many repeat customers. The guests here are as casual as at home, as affectionate as elder sister's brother-in-law. No wonder several small restaurants have been opened in several nearby villages, and they have closed down one after another, except for the big sister's shop. I've also heard a little story from a customer: once a business person from other places fell ill in front of his sister's shop. Without saying anything, my sister and brother-in-law asked the child to take the patient to his room, ask a doctor, feed water and medicine, and stay at home for two days until he recovered. Later, the guest often visited his sister and brother-in-law, who became relatives. It was the kindness and enthusiasm of my sister and brother-in-law that won the hearts of customers. It seems that even in today's market economy, people still need a little love and compassion. Without conscience, money can't enter the eyes. Good intentions will be rewarded. Near noon, my brother-in-law returned home with a full load. One phone call after another at home was made by customers who ordered food in a nearby village. Brother-in-law got on the horse at once, and sister stepped back and gave him a hand. My sister and brother-in-law were busy nervously, and there was a tinkling sound of cutting vegetables and creaking sound of cooking on the stove. It's another tense noon. Looking at their thin and slightly bent backs, I suddenly felt a lot. Oh, what a beautiful hometown! How nice people in my hometown are!