Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

"Alright, let bygones be bygones."

Don't overthink it, don't ask too many questions.

We've been through so many ups and downs over the years, and it's not like we haven't seen dead people before.

When the city of Beijing was occupied by Japanese pirates, people died every day for various reasons.

Many bodies were left outside, and there wasn't even time to bury them.

Life is better now.

He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief and patted his son's shoulder to comfort him.

"If you have any free time, you should hurry up and find a partner."

"Getting married early next year and having a grandson to continue the family line is more important than anything else."

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural order.

The continuation of life does not stop because of someone's passing.

"Dad, I'm still young, don't worry."

He Yuzhu gets a headache whenever the topic of marriage comes up.

He had been working at the steel rolling mill for two years, and he hadn't met a suitable person there.

"Time flies. If you keep wasting your days, you'll really end up a bachelor when you're old."

He Daqing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He wouldn't be worried if He Yuzhu hadn't started looking.

After searching for so long without any results, I'm really at a loss.

He Yuzhu's social circle for finding a partner is quite small.

We've already gone through several rounds of analysis.

If you can't find it in a year, you'll have a hard time finding it even after several years.

"Oh, Dad."

Let's not talk about that today.

I've come here because there's something I'd like to ask you.

He Yuzhu quickly changed the subject.

"Just say what's on your mind."

"Still beating around the bush with your father?"

The fact that He Yuzhu hesitated means that things are definitely not simple.

"It's almost time for Chairman Lou's daughter to have her birthday."

It's that girl who wasn't quite right in the head last time.

Chairman Lou wants to invite me to cook a dinner party.

Do you think I should go?

He Yuzhu asked earnestly.

Once the wave of public-private partnerships began, the status of capitalists like Lou Zhenhua became very sensitive.

Even He Yuzhu, who doesn't usually pay much attention to current affairs, could sense something was amiss.

Posting it now is not a wise move.

"If you don't want to go, just refuse yourself, right?"

Why do you need to come here and ask me?

He Daqing knew very well what kind of person He Yuzhu was.

This kid is clearly interested.

However, due to his father's influence, he dared not easily agree.

"Dad, it's all because of you."

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"I'm the son of the cafeteria manager, after all. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to cook for their family."

He Yuzhu smiled wryly.

"What's wrong?

We are working people, and it is perfectly reasonable for us to earn our wages through labor.

"Go if you want to."

He Yuzhu is still young; he'll have many guests to entertain in the future.

If you can't even handle Lou Zhenhua, then your future path will be difficult.

Anyway, the cook only cares about cooking and doesn't care about the guests.

As long as you're not cooking for utterly wicked, traitorous, or enemy-defecting beasts, it doesn't count as violating principles.

Lou Zhenhua has had many clients.

Can't we catch them all and interrogate them one by one?

"With your words, I feel relieved."

He Yuzhu stood up and said solemnly.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely cook a good meal and will not disgrace your reputation."

In He Yuzhu's eyes, Lou Zhenhua's willingness to invite him to cook was actually an acknowledgment of his father's culinary skills.

I believe that like father, like son.

He couldn't mess it up and embarrass his father.

As for why Lou Zhenhua didn't just invite He Daqing over directly.

Of course, it's because it's inconvenient to invite them.

It's a bit too ostentatious for a washed-up capitalist to have the head of a state-owned enterprise's canteen come to his door to provide services; it doesn't have a good impact.

"Go, go."

Practice more when you have the chance.

Taking on side jobs is a major source of income for us chefs.

If done well, it won't be much less than a regular salary.

When you get married, there will be many more places where you'll need money.

Whether you can live a comfortable life depends on your own abilities.

Culinary skills are honed through experience.

He Yuzhu excels at cooking large meals, but he also has an excellent skill in cooking for individual kitchens.

He Daqing also wanted He Yuzhu to take over the task of preparing the special meals.

"Ah."

He Yuzhu nodded and left the courtyard.

Lou Zhenhua offered a very high reward, amounting to several hundred thousand yuan.

He Yuzhu silently planned what nice things he should buy for his younger siblings once he earned some money.

Chapter 119 Talking about Marriage

Summers in Beijing are extremely hot.

The daytime temperature of over 35 degrees Celsius scorched the earth, creating rolling heat waves that made people sweat profusely.

Only after the sun sets can the cool evening breeze make people feel more comfortable.

In the courtyard, He Daqing's family all moved small stools outside to cool off.

He Daqing was fanning himself with a palm leaf fan in one hand and carrying a kettle in the other, pouring mung bean soup for his wife and children.

When the weather is unbearably hot, drinking some mung bean soup is the perfect way to quench your thirst and cool you down.

To enhance the flavor of the mung bean soup, He Daqing added ice cubes.

A sip of mung bean soup, sweet and refreshing, instantly dissipates the heat and makes me feel wonderful.

Using ice to cool off in the summer has been a tradition since ancient times, but it was mostly something that only royalty and nobility could afford.

With the advancement of modern technology, the cost of ice making has decreased.

Ordinary people will gradually be able to enjoy the coolness of ice.

"Pillar, pillar..."

Seeing his son staring blankly at the porcelain bowl, He Daqing gently patted his back with a palm-leaf fan.

He Yuzhu shrugged, then turned his head and looked embarrassed.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"What else happened?

If I don't want to drink mung bean soup, I can still save a bowl.

He Daqing picked up the kettle, which was steaming cold, and said happily.

He Yuzhu scratched the back of his head and obediently picked up the porcelain bowl.

He Daqing poured a bowl of mung bean soup, slowly covered the kettle, and did not blame him.

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