Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

As soon as He Yushui mentioned her classmate's older sister, He Yuzhu, she knew that she must be talking about Yu Li.

In the original drama, she was the wife of Yan Jiecheng from the Third Uncle's family.

He is a character loved by many netizens, and his personality is very much in line with the preferences of many people, but He Yuzhu does not like him.

Everyone says that the third uncle, Yan Bugui, is very stingy and likes to take advantage of others.

But the Third Uncle always took advantage of others after helping them. Even when He Yuzhu was setting up a nursing home later, he would pick up trash to subsidize the nursing home.

This is something that neither of the other two elderly men were willing to do when they were able to move.

Yu Li initially offered He Yuzhu a high salary when she asked him to work at her restaurant, but when she realized that she didn't need He Yuzhu, she immediately turned her back on her. Her ability to change her attitude so quickly is truly remarkable.

Of course, none of this matters to He Yuzhu now. He's really looking forward to seeing what kind of wife this old lady will find for him.

When the older woman returned home, she had a big smile on her face. Seeing this, the older man asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

"Guess who I ran into outside just now?" an older woman asked mysteriously.

Seeing his wife like this, Yi Zhonghai also began to ponder.

She's a typical housewife, rarely going out. She spends her days buying groceries or taking care of the old lady in the backyard. Everyone she knows is from the neighborhood. Since she's so mysterious, it's clear she's not from there.

Outside the compound, besides the steel mill workers, there were only some cadres.

But cadres have many responsibilities, so they generally don't come here.

There's only one possibility: the street office cadre must be able to find the time to visit the courtyard house and be very familiar with it; that could only be Director Wang.

"Is this Director Wang?" Yi Zhonghai asked, staring into the eyes of the middle-aged woman.

Seeing the older woman's widened eyes and her surprised expression, Yi Zhonghai knew it really was Director Wang.

"Honestly, why didn't you call out to me when Director Wang came over? I could have gone out to greet him." Yi Zhonghai was also a little dissatisfied that Director Wang hadn't even reminded him when he arrived.

Do we still want the title of "Outstanding Courtyard House"?

"It's not that I didn't want to call you, it's that Director Wang wouldn't let me look for you. She had something to do today and went directly to Zhu Zi's house." The older woman also felt a bit aggrieved, it wasn't like she didn't want to call Yi Zhonghai.

"Go to Zhu Zi's house? What do you want to see him about?"

"I overheard something while delivering the bowls. Director Wang is looking for a wife for Zhu Zi!" an older woman said with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai nodded upon hearing this, showing no surprise.

He Yuzhu is 21 years old this year, and it is indeed the age when he should be looking for a wife. As the director of the street office, Director Wang also has the obligation to solve the marriage problems of single young people in the street.

"Zhu Zi wants to find a wife, why are you so happy? Are you going to help him find one?" Yi Zhonghai said casually, but the old lady actually nodded.

"No, honey, what are you thinking? Why did you suddenly decide to find a wife for Zhuzi?" Yi Zhonghai was puzzled. He knew his wife well; she rarely went out and had no idea which families had suitable girls for marriage. How could she possibly find a wife for Zhuzi?

"Didn't the old lady say we should improve our relationship with Zhu Zi's family? I was thinking of taking this opportunity to find him a wife, wouldn't that improve the relationship between our two families?"

"Our two families' relationship was never that great to begin with. Besides, even if he finds a wife, how much better can the relationship get? Instead of wasting time, why not make some small clothes for Dongxu's son?"

The older woman was dissatisfied with what Yi Zhonghai said.

"We have to make clothes for Dongxu's son again. Cloth coupons are so precious these days! Your clothes have patches, and I couldn't bear to give you new ones. But now we have to use the last of our cloth coupons to make clothes for that brat Banggeng."

"Adults' clothes can be easily patched up, but that kid is at the age where he can run around, and his clothes get smaller every day, often wearing out. As his teacher, shouldn't I do something for him?"

"You know you're just the master. One or two times is fine, but how can it happen every time? Your disciple's son has a grandmother; it's none of your business to worry about him."

"You know Jia Zhangshi, her family can make a living by having her make shoe soles, but as for making clothes, forget it. As for Dongxu's wife, forget it. Jia Zhangshi would never give her any money to buy fabric for Banggeng to make clothes." At this point, Yi Zhonghai shook his head helplessly.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai say that made the older woman even angrier.

"It's all because you spoiled them. Now look what's happened, they rely on you for everything, even for buying clothes. Believe me or not, once I buy the fabric, the Jia family can make the clothes for the children themselves without me having to lift a finger."

The old woman's words left Yi Zhonghai speechless. He was well aware of this, but after so many years, he had already made a name for himself, and no one was willing to be his apprentice anymore.

Inside the steel rolling mill, those who are still following him can only be considered apprentices, unlike Jia Dongxu who kowtowed and became his apprentice.

In the past, he had tried to rely on his skills to gain some influence, but the leaders of the steel mill did not tolerate him at all and went directly to find a master craftsman, Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong never holds back; he teaches any skill he wants to learn, and he teaches it exceptionally well, even better than the master craftsman. As a result, in the steel rolling mill, those below level three learn from other masters, while those above level three go to Liu Haizhong to learn.

He, the master chef, is now completely alone.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai remained silent, the older woman sighed helplessly.

"Old Yi, why don't you find another apprentice?" An older woman looked at Yi Zhonghai with some hope.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head: "Back then, in order to prevent people from learning my techniques, I went too far, and not many people were willing to follow me."

"It's all your fault, Lao Yi. Back then, the factory leaders wanted you to teach those apprentices, but you refused and wanted to keep your knowledge to yourself. Look at what's happened now, nobody wants to work with you anymore."

The old woman's words made Yi Zhonghai even more silent.

Back in the day, to learn some skills, it was said that it took three years as an apprentice and three years as a full-time worker. This was no joke.

After working for two or three years, I gave all my salary to my master as a token of respect. During holidays, I also had to spend my own money to give gifts.

Even that wasn't enough; after get off work every day, I still had to go to my master's house to do chores.

They only provided one meal in the evening, and every time I ate that meal, I didn't dare to pick up a single bite of food, for fear of upsetting my master.

And so, it took him a long time to figure it out.

But the factory leaders insisted that he selflessly teach those apprentices. He was really unwilling. Why should he have to suffer so much to learn the skills?