Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

Marrying and having children has always been a top priority for Chinese people, an age-old topic.

However, in the TV series, He Yuzhu was still unmarried at the age of 29, and his blind dates were either stolen away by others or rejected by him.

His own actions contributed to the problem, as did the obstruction from others; ultimately, it stemmed from family issues.

Unlike in later generations, where not having in-laws was considered a plus, the absence of in-laws in today's society means that there will be no one to take care of you during childbirth and postpartum recovery, which is seen as a minus by many.

With a younger sister who is 9 years younger than him, as the older brother, do I need to prepare a dowry for her when she gets married?

These are all negative points for the women who are to marry into the family.

This situation did not change until the difficult period that began in 58.

By that time, He Yuzhu, as a cook at the steel rolling mill, was able to bring his own lunchbox, making him the most popular choice in the entire city.

Although fanfiction always says that Qin Huairu wants to control He Yuzhu, in reality it is often He Yuzhu who is just putting on airs.

Ultimately, He Yuzhu wanted to play with Qin Huairu without actually marrying her. In his mind at that time, the two women he was worthy of were young and beautiful, and cultured and refined.

So Yu Haitang caught his eye, Qin Jingru caught his eye, and there was also Ran Qiuye.

Yu Haitang was known as the factory's most beautiful girl, and she was also the broadcaster for the propaganda department.

If someone with such qualifications could go on a blind date with He Yuzhu, one can imagine how popular He Yuzhu was at the time.

But as the old saying goes, He Yuzhu is He Yuzhu, and I am me.

He didn't want to live like this for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to continue marrying characters from TV dramas.

As a time traveler, he had his own pride. He knew that no matter how bad his future prospects were, they would still be better than most people's.

With this mindset, he has no desire to find a woman to marry right now.

So in the end, He Yuzhu changed the subject from He Yushui to her, telling the girl to go back to sleep.

The next day, He Yuzhu cooked some porridge as usual and put it on the stove, then strolled over to the steel rolling mill.

He's already considering whether to buy a book to read. These days are just too leisurely; he can only sleep when it's time to sleep, and then wake up. Lying in bed isn't comfortable, so he has to get up early to go to work.

To be honest, he's much more diligent than he was in his previous life. In his previous life, he was always on time, and he wouldn't move until the appointed time. Unlike now, he voluntarily goes to work early.

Whether he actually worked after starting work was none of his concern. Anyway, he went to work early; the whole yard was just starting to get warm, and he was almost at the steel rolling mill.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the third canteen, he smelled a rich aroma of wheat.

"It smells so good! Are these steamed buns ready yet?"

"Master He, it will be a few more minutes, but it will be soon."

The speaker was an older woman who made pastries in the third canteen; she wasn't a professional pastry chef.

The steel rolling mill doesn't need to specialize in making pastries, since it only makes three kinds: steamed buns, mixed flour, and wheat flour. There's no need for anyone to make the others.

So the steamed buns at the steel rolling mill are all made by these middle-aged women. After they finish making the buns each day, they can leave work early and don't need to stay there, which is another kind of benefit.

He poured a glass of water, then took out his knife, found a stone, and slowly began to sharpen it, rinsing it with water as he went. By the time he finished sharpening it, the steamed buns were cooked.

As soon as the pot lid was opened, steaming hot vapor rushed out, and the aroma of steamed buns filled the entire canteen.

"This steamed bun is still the best." He Yuzhu exclaimed sincerely as he ate the bun.

After all, in my previous life, steamed buns were made too meticulously. They looked white, but didn't taste like steamed buns at all. Plus, they were too soft, so they just didn't taste quite right.

When the older women who made the white dishes heard He Yuzhu say that, they all started to tease him.

"Master He, what are you saying? Who doesn't find these white flour steamed buns delicious? You should try those cornbreads." One of the older women also took out a white flour steamed bun and started eating it.

"Then forget it, I have a sensitive stomach and can't handle hard foods."

After He Yuzhu finished eating, he took out another one. Although these steamed buns were substantial, it would take two to feel full.

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One of the older women suddenly burst out laughing, as if she had just remembered something.

She smiled and said to He Yuzhu, "Master He, you should get married. Then you'll be able to eat something whiter and softer than a steamed bun."

These words immediately drew laughter from the group.

He Yuzhu didn't mind and continued to eat his steamed bun with a smile.

These middle-aged women were all married, and their jokes were getting increasingly risqué; he didn't want to join in.

If he remembers correctly, the character Sister Hua in the TV series would also take people to see melons; just imagining that scene is shocking.

As I stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into my mouth with pickled vegetables, the canteen manager came over.

"Good morning, Director. Have you eaten yet? Would you like some steamed buns?" He Yuzhu stood up and greeted the canteen director.

"No need, I've already eaten. I just came to browse around."

As he spoke, the cafeteria manager walked around the tables in the cafeteria, looked at them, nodded, and seemed very satisfied.

He Yuzhu followed beside him and asked the cafeteria director, "Director, are there any special meals to be made today?"

The cafeteria manager smiled at He Yuzhu and said to him, "Zhuzi, still want your lunchbox?"

The cafeteria manager's words were clearly a joke, and He Yuzhu chuckled and said, "How could that be? I just wanted to cook those dishes more often to hone my skills."

The canteen manager didn't mind, since He Yuzhu's actions were reasonable, and he also knew that having He Yuzhu cook large batches of food was a waste of his skills.

"There's no reason why special meals can be served every day. There haven't been any these past few days, but as usual, there will be a banquet for the Soviet experts on Friday evening."

He felt a little disappointed to hear that there would be no special meals for him, but there was nothing he could do about it, since the good food in the canteen was usually unplanned supplies.

If the steel rolling mill's production capacity is not fully utilized, then naturally there will be less unplanned materials. This shortage means they can't exchange for anything, which will inevitably affect the leaders' meals and drinks.

Fortunately, there was a banquet for Soviet experts scheduled for Friday, and the meat would be plentiful, so he could store more in his storage space.

As the cafeteria manager had predicted, there were no special meals served to everyone for several days in a row.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu had enough lunchboxes in his space, though there weren't many meat dishes, but there were still some vegetables.