Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The wind and snow were getting heavier, and the snow felt like knives cutting into your face.

Qin Huairu trudged through the snow, her worn-out cotton shoes soaked through, her feet numb with cold.

She clutched her swollen belly tightly with both hands, inside which she was carrying the posthumous child of the Jia family.

But now, the Jia family can't even find a single grain of rice.

Jia Zhangshi, with her broken finger, groaned on the kang (a heated brick bed). Xiao Dang and Huaihua were so hungry they didn't even have the strength to cry.

If we can't get any food today, the whole family will starve to death in this snowy weather.

"We have no choice but to beg the pillar..."

Qin Huairu bit her pale lips, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, yet she was helpless.

Although Sha Zhu publicly scolded her a few days ago and severed ties with the Jia family.

But Qin Huairu firmly believed that with her methods and tears over the past few years, as long as she kept at it, Sha Zhu's soft heart would eventually give in.

The kitchen door of the canteen at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was half-closed.

The enticing aroma of stewed cabbage with vermicelli and cornbread wafted out through the crack in the door.

Qin Huairu stood in the wind and snow, greedily sniffing.

She clutched the faded, tattered net bag tightly in her hand.

With red-rimmed eyes, she deliberately made herself look more pitiful, huddled in the corner, staring intently at the wooden door.

She is waiting.

Sha Zhu, just like before, came out happily carrying a net bag full of leftover food.

Then all she had to do was shed a few tears and call out "Zhu Zi," and all the delicious food would be hers.

Ten minutes have passed.

Half an hour passed.

Qin Huairu's lips turned purple from the cold, and she shivered uncontrollably.

Finally, the wooden door creaked open.

Sha Zhu, wearing a greasy white coat and carrying two heavy lunch boxes, walked out with a ruddy complexion.

"Pillar!"

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up, as if she had seen a savior.

She rushed to meet him, tears welling up in her eyes, looking like a pear blossom in the rain.

"Zhu Zi, I'm at my wit's end. The children are starving..."

While crying, she skillfully reached out to take the lunchbox from Sha Zhu's hand.

In the past, Sha Zhu would have already reluctantly stuffed the lunchbox into his hands.

Available today.

When Sha Zhu saw Qin Huairu, it was as if he had seen something ominous.

He suddenly took two large steps back, avoiding Qin Huairu's hand as if he were avoiding a plague.

"Qin Huairu, what are you doing? Why are you wailing like a mourner so early in the morning?!"

Sha Zhu frowned, his tone full of impatience and disgust.

"Zhu Zi, don't be like this. I know you're still angry with me..."

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, but quickly put on an even more aggrieved expression, attempting to continue her moral blackmail.

"Dongxu just left, and Banggeng is in jail now. I can only rely on you now..."

"Stop! Stop!"

Sha Zhu interrupted her mercilessly, waving his hand away like he was shooing away a fly.

"Don't give me that crap! I used to be silly, but I'm not silly anymore!"

"Your Jia family is a bottomless pit! My meager salary and lunchbox can't even fill your stomachs!"

Sha Zhu sneered and held the lunchbox in his hand to his chest.

"This lunchbox is for my brother Huaimin. He's a special consultant at the factory now, and it takes a lot of mental effort, so he needs to eat something good to nourish himself."

"As for you, go find somewhere cool to stay!"

After saying that, Sha Zhu didn't even glance at Qin Huairu before turning around.

He bypassed her and strode towards the classified laboratory on the other side of the factory area.

"Zhu Zi! He Yuzhu! You can't be so heartless!"

Qin Huairu panicked completely as she watched Sha Zhu's resolute back.

She rushed forward to grab Sha Zhu's arm, but because she was running too fast, she slipped and fell to the ground with a "plop".

This scene was witnessed by the head of the security department, who was leading a patrol.

The head of the security department was an incorruptible retired soldier.

Ever since Zhang Huaimin became the factory's "national treasure," the head of security received a death order:

We will absolutely guarantee the safety of Consultant Zhang and strictly prevent any unauthorized personnel from approaching the laboratory and factory areas!

Regarding the Hongxing Courtyard where Zhang Huaimin lives.

The head of the security department had already thoroughly investigated the situation inside.

He was particularly familiar with the Jia family's outrageous acts of petty theft, tantrums, and shamelessness.

Now we see Qin Huairu, this "vampire widow," actually coming to the factory to harass the canteen cooks.

The head of the security department's face instantly darkened.

"What are you doing! Who let you into the factory area!"

The head of security, accompanied by two subordinates, strode over menacingly and shouted angrily.

Qin Huairu trembled with fear at the roar.

She looked up and saw the head of the security department's dark face and the police baton at his waist, and was so frightened that she quickly got up from the ground.

"Comrade...I...I'm here to see He Yuzhu from our institute. My family is really starving..."

Qin Huairu wanted to repeat her old trick and continue to play the victim.

"Shut up!"

The head of security interrupted her mercilessly, his eyes sharp as knives.

"This is a national heavy industrial area! Not a beggar's market for you!"

"You are not a factory employee, do not have an access pass, and have trespassed into the canteen, a restricted area, attempting to demand company supplies!"

The head of security pointed at Qin Huairu's nose and angrily rebuked her:

"This is stealing state property! This is disrupting production order!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu turned pale with fright and waved her hands repeatedly.

"No...no, I didn't steal anything, I just wanted to borrow some leftovers..."

"Leftovers also belong to the country!"

The head of security ignored her excuses and turned to his two subordinates, ordering:

"Get her out of here! Throw her out the door!"

"yes!"

Two burly security officers immediately stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right.

He roughly lifted Qin Huairu's arm like he was picking up a chick.

Qin Huairu struggled desperately, crying and begging for mercy, but the two officers' hands were like iron clamps, not moving an inch.

And so, in the freezing cold.

Amidst the pointing and mocking laughter of several passing workers.

Qin Huairu was forcibly dragged out of the factory area by two security officers.

"Bang!"

The two walked to the factory gate and threw it away like a bag of trash.

Without any mercy, he threw Qin Huairu into the snowdrift outside the gate.

"Ouch!"

Qin Huairu slipped and fell face-first into the mud, getting covered in snow and mud, looking extremely disheveled.

The head of security stood behind the iron gate, looking down at her with a cold gaze.

"Qin Huairu, listen to me carefully!"

"Consultant Zhang is a treasure to our factory now. Keep your messy affairs from your compound out of the way!"

"If I see you coming to the factory to leech off the workers and harass the canteen staff again..."

The head of security patted the baton at his waist, his tone chilling.

"I'll take you straight to the detention center! So you can keep that old hag of yours company!"

"roll!"

The large iron gate slammed shut with a loud bang.

Qin Huairu slumped down in the cold snow, staring at the tightly closed iron gate.

Her pride in her pretense and tears were crushed and rendered utterly ridiculous and powerless in the face of this iron discipline and strength.

"Waaaaah..."

Qin Huairu covered her face and let out a mournful cry in the wind and snow.

This time, she truly felt desperate.

The compound was isolated, the factory was expelled, and even Sha Zhu was completely cut off from food.

The Jia family is truly being driven to the brink of despair.

At this time.

In the warm, spring-like kitchen of the No. 1 canteen.

Sha Zhu was rubbing his hands together, looking excitedly at Zhang Huaimin, who was sitting in a chair, swinging his short legs.

Zhang Huaimin was holding a freshly steamed meat bun and eating it with relish.

"Brother Huaimin, you just said you'd give me some pointers on how to improve the food in our factory canteen?"

Sha Zhu's eyes lit up. Ever since that bowl of plain noodles, he was completely in awe of Zhang Huaimin's cooking skills.

"yes."

Zhang Huaimin swallowed the steamed bun and smiled slightly.

"The workers in this factory do heavy work every day, how can they eat only cabbage and potatoes?"

He jumped off the chair, walked to the cutting board, picked up a kitchen knife, and his eyes became confident and sharp.

"Uncle Zhu, watch carefully."

"Today I'm going to teach you a real treat, guaranteed to make all the workers in the factory drool with satisfaction and work with even more energy!"