The beginning of Siheyuan starts with refusing to bring lunch boxes

The female comrade from the Propaganda Department heard the broadcast and praised Xu Damao, saying, "Great job, Xu Damao, you have done such a great thing quietly."

"Yes, Damao never thought that Xu Damao, who is usually not serious, would make such a great contribution to the liberation of women comrades!"

……

With each compliment, Xu Damao, who had just looked stunned and shocked, immediately changed his expression to a humble one. In fact, he felt both proud and bitter in his heart.

In a workshop, Yi Zhonghai heard the broadcast that the seventh-level workpiece in his hand was scrapped again. Guo Dapiezi beside him did not say anything. After all, this was the second

"Xu Damao, it turns out to be this bastard! Just wait, I will make you regret it when I get the chance!" Yi Zhonghai thought hatefully, with no expression on his face.

Then, Yi Zhonghai thought that if the factory carried out science popularization, he would definitely be discussed by the whole factory. At that time, everyone would speculate that he could not have children. At that time, his image in the factory for so many years would be gone. Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai felt irritated, so he stopped the machine tool, sat down with a frown, drank water and rested.

Qin Huairu, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard the broadcast. Then he glanced at Yi Zhonghai next to him and said nothing. Then he continued to grind his iron rod. There was no other way. Qin Huairu was not good at anything else but grinding iron rods. Perhaps, this was his talent.

In the third cafeteria, He Yuzhu heard the broadcast and smiled helplessly, thinking, "Xu Damao can no longer hide now. It seems that this kid will have a hard time in the future. Yi Zhonghai, the old bastard, will definitely take revenge."

In the afternoon, Director Yang's secretary came to inform that there would be a treat. He Yuzhu smiled and said that he would ensure the completion of the task. Because there were people from Northeast China, He Yuzhu prepared Sichuan and Northeast China dishes, eight dishes and one soup:

Chicken stew with mushrooms

Wok meat

Braised pork

Steamed Lion Head

Hot and Sour Potato Shreds

Fried cabbage

Mabo tofu

Tiger dish

Finally, another cabbage and tofu soup. Of course, he secretly intercepted some of it into the space, otherwise what would he eat when he returned? Cook again? Wouldn't that be tiring? Today it was Ma Hua and Liu Lan's turn again. When cooking, He Yuzhu asked Ma Hua to watch from the side, and explained some basic skills to him while cooking. Ma Hua was so moved that he almost kowtowed to He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu kicked him in the buttocks and then he stopped.

After Liu Lan brought the dishes, he waited for a while. Seeing that Director Yang had no intention of adding more dishes, he told Ma Hua and Liu Lan to clean up and divide the leftovers, and then he went back.

He first rode his bike to the market to buy a potato and then carried it back to the courtyard. Seeing that He Yuzhu only carried a potato back today, the door god Yan Bugui didn't say anything. He just said hello and let He Yuzhu go home. After all, if there is no oil and water to take advantage of, this old man will not waste his saliva

I went home, locked the door, took out the food I had left, and a bottle of wine, and ate and drank alone. It was so beautiful.

As soon as Xu Damao returned to the courtyard, Yan Bugui stopped him and said, "Damo, I heard that you were praised? And you got a bonus? This is a good thing, you have to treat us."

In his eyes, Xu Damao was generous and loved face, so he could probably get a meal if he just flattered himself.

In fact, Xu Damao was feeling really happy at the moment, after all, he was praised; but he was also nervous and afraid.

After all, Yi Zhonghai still has prestige in Siheyuan. I have set a trap for him like this. Although he dare not do anything to me openly, I don't know how this old bastard will trick me behind my back.

"Uncle, don't think about it. I just did what I was supposed to do. If you want to treat me to a meal just because of this, that's bureaucratic thinking and a hedonistic mistake. It's a mistake!"

Yan Bugui saw that Xu Damao was going to make a big deal out of it. The calculating but cowardly Yan Bugui was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything more. "Damo, the second uncle was just joking with you. Don't take it seriously. Well, go home and cook and eat."

"Okay, Uncle Er, I'll go back first."

Passing by the middle courtyard, Xu Damao saw Yi Zhonghai sitting in the house, so he hurriedly pushed his bicycle back to the backyard.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai was thinking, whether Xu Damao did it intentionally or unintentionally, but no matter whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, he would not let him off easily!

After dinner, He Yuzhu strolled outside the courtyard gate. Seeing Xu Damao coming out, he lowered his voice and said to him, "Mr. Mao, your performance was good, but you've been exposed. Be careful."

Xu Damao's most stubborn words were "Uncle Mao, what am I afraid of!" He did not forget to look back at the courtyard.

"Haha, yes, yes, yes, Master Mao is awesome, Master Mao is mighty. If he didn't look back at the courtyard, he would be even more mighty, hahahaha," He Yuzhu joked.

Chapter 49 Fatty Enters the Factory

He Yuzhu, lying on the bed, was thinking about the recent events in the hospital.

Since Director Wang came here, Yi Zhonghai has been much quieter. After being beaten by me twice, Jia Zhang next door doesn't dare to show off in front of me. However, this widow Qin keeps trying to get close to me. It seems that I have to find a way to teach her a lesson.

It is said that whether the courtyard is messy or not depends on Jia Zhangshi. This is true. Although Jia Zhangshi does not cause trouble for herself, other people in the courtyard are annoyed by her and Bang Geng. If someone makes delicious food, Bang Geng will ask for it. If they don't give it to him, Jia Zhangshi will go to summon the ghost. Then Qin Huairu will apologize, and finally Yi Zhonghai will try to smooth things over. As a result, they can only give some food to the Jia family.

Although several consecutive incidents have had some impact on Yi Zhonghai's prestige, his prestige in Siheyuan has not been underestimated over the years. Therefore, everyone in Siheyuan can only be angry but not speak out.

But He Yuzhu didn't care about these at all. He thought, "Hehe, as long as he doesn't provoke me, I don't care about him. I just don't know how Yu Shui is doing, and she didn't even come home to tell me. This girl is too much."

"Ah, what a lonely night~~~ Yushui must want to eat meat buns, yes, she definitely wants to eat them. Send her six meat buns tomorrow morning. It's not easy for me to be her brother. I worry about her so much. Now it's time to go to sleep~"

Xu family

After Xu Damao returned home today, he has been on edge, afraid that Yi Zhonghai would cause trouble for him. Xu Damao is a man who can only rely on his mouth to lift the door curtain. He has always been timid.

In the past, whenever Xu Damao faced Sha Zhu, he would only dare to say a few insults to him from a distance, but he would never dare to fight him. If he ever provoked Sha Zhu and Sha Zhu failed to beat him, he would deliberately apply to go to the countryside to show movies, or just hide at his father's house for two days, and only come back to live when Sha Zhu calmed down.

Suddenly, Xu Damao slapped his thigh and said, "Fuck him! I am showing my progressive thinking and high consciousness. If this old bitch dares to do anything to me, I will show you how I will deal with him! I am helping to liberate the majority of women comrades. Yes, women. If this old guy dares to do anything to me, I will find the Women's Federation. Those old ladies are not afraid of him, an eighth-level worker. They dare to confront even the factory director and the secretary. Hehe~"

Today, Xu Damao was commended, and now he has come to his senses again, so he is naturally in a good mood. At this moment, he wanted to open a bottle of wine to celebrate, but just as he sat up to get the wine, he remembered his descendants' great cause, and could only lie down again helplessly, wailing, "Oh~ It's so bitter, so bitter~"

next day

In the early morning, He Yuzhu was like a chicken with blood. He quickly washed up and pushed his bicycle out before seven o'clock.

"Oh, Zhuzi, you're here so early, where are you going?" said the second uncle Yan Bugui. Although he has been promoted to the second uncle, his duty as the gatekeeper is still the same. Sometimes the neighbors will give him an extra green onion or something because they see him as the second uncle. Therefore, Yan Bugui and his wife have been more active in guarding the gate recently.

"Uncle, I have something to take care of. I'm leaving now. Bye." He said as he carried his bicycle out of the courtyard, then rode away on his bicycle.

"This pillar~"

"Old Yan, what happened to Zhuzi?" Second Auntie came out of the house and asked after hearing Yan Bugui's words.

"Zhu Zi just went out. It's not even seven o'clock yet, and he went out. I saw he was in a hurry."

"I guess something happened, come and have dinner," said the second aunt

On the other side, He Yuzhu went to Uncle Cheng at the entrance of the alley and bought eight meat buns. "Wow, Zhuzi, you eat so much?"

"Hey, isn't it that Yu Shui said on Sunday that he wanted to eat your meat buns? I was busy that day and didn't get to eat them. I remembered it last night, so I came to your place early this morning and bought some for the girl."

"Zhu Zi, man, you have taken good care of the rain over the years. Zhu Zi, take it."

"Thank you. I'm leaving now." He took the bun, rode his bike with one hand and ate the bun with the other hand. He finished it in two bites. Hongxing Middle School was a little far from the courtyard. It took more than half an hour to ride there.

"Uncle, I am the brother of He Yushui from Class 1-2 of Senior High School. I want to talk to her about something. Can you help me notify her? Here is my ID." He Yuzhu handed the ID to the gatekeeper respectfully and handed him a cigarette.

The gatekeeper looked at his ID and found no problem, so he went to notify the police. Ten minutes later, He Yushui came running over.

"Brother, why are you here?"

He Yuzhu pulled her aside and asked, "Have you forgotten what I told you to do?"

"Brother, why did you come here so early in the morning just for this?" He Yushui said speechlessly.

"What do you mean just for this? This is a big deal for our He family to expand!" He Yuzhu patted her on the head.

"I was thinking of telling you when I get home on Friday!" He Yushui rubbed his head and said dissatisfiedly

He Yushui was dissatisfied and told Song Xia's information, "Song Xia, 21 years old, currently working in the supply and marketing cooperative, single, she is the eldest in the family, has a younger sister, Song Xiaomei, who is my classmate, and a younger brother, who is in the sixth grade of elementary school this year, named Song Yuanchao. His father is in the security department of the textile factory, and his mother is at home."

He Yuzhu saw that she didn't say anything after giving these basic information, so he asked, "That's all?"

"What else?" He Yushui asked with a strange look on his face.

"What does she like to eat? What does she like to drink? What does she like to do? You didn't ask these?"

In fact, it is no wonder that He Yuzhu said this. After all, as a man of the later generations, if you want to pursue a girl, you have to understand these basic needs of girls. Otherwise, which girl would like a straight man?

But in this era, most of the time, as long as you know the basic information, it's enough. If two people feel that the family conditions meet their needs and they don't dislike each other, they can enter the stage of discussing marriage.

"Hey! Then you help me find out, I'll come to see you after get off work. Here, these are meat buns, I'll give three to Song Xiaomei later," He Yuzhu said as he handed the meat buns to He Yushui.

"Wow! Meat buns!" He took one out of the cloth bag and took a big bite.

“It smells so good!”

"Don't eat it all, these are supplies for you!"

"I know, brother. I'll write you a letter this afternoon." After saying that, He Yushui went back to school.

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, come, meat buns," He Yushui found Song Xiaomei, who was about to go to the school cafeteria to get food.

"Ah? Meat buns?" Song Xiaomei swallowed her saliva but didn't take it. After all, in this era, meat buns can only be eaten twice a year.

When He Yushui saw that Song Xiaomei didn't take it, he stuffed it into her hand and said, "This is what my brother just sent to us. There are three of us each."

"Why?" Song Xiaomei asked, looking at the meat bun in her hand.

"What else can I do?" He Yushui said as he pulled Song Xiaomei to a deserted place.

"My brother has taken a fancy to your sister and wants to bribe you, the sister-in-law, first," He Yushui said with a quirky look on his face.

"Ah? Your brother? My sister?" Song Xiaomei said in surprise, but then she thought again, that's right, many people are eyeing her sister, but her sister has high standards.

"Really?"

"Eat it! My brother is using sugar-coated bullets to attack his future sister-in-law." He Yushui stuffed the meat bun into Song Xiaomei's mouth. Suddenly, the aroma of meat filled her mouth. Song Xiaomei bit it unconsciously...

On the other side, He Yuzhu, after all this trouble, arrived at the steel rolling mill at around nine o'clock. Although he was late, who made him the chef? The security department had become familiar with He Yuzhu recently, and when they saw that he was late, they didn't stop him, but teased him, "Master He, you're late today, you didn't do anything yesterday, did you?"

"Go, go, go, brothers, share it." He threw a pack of Beihai cigarettes over. There was no other way. The system had signed in a lot of cigarettes, and he couldn't finish them all. He could only use this method to consume them.

"Thank you, Master He."

As soon as He Yuzhu arrived at the kitchen of the third canteen, he saw Wang Tiande coming in with a little fat boy.

"Zhuzi, Zhuzi, come here, I want to talk to you about something." He Yuzhu put on his chef uniform and came over to ask, "Director, what can I do for you?"

"Zhu Zi, this is the new apprentice Zheng Dabao," he lowered his voice and said, "Zhu Zi, this is the nephew of the wife of the deputy director of our sixth workshop, so he wanted me to ask if you can accept him as an apprentice and let him learn the craft from you."

He Yuzhu heard it and thought, "Oh, so this is the fat guy." In the original play, after the reform and opening up, Shazhu took the fat guy to work part-time at Yu Li's restaurant, and was stabbed by the fat guy in the end. Many people said that the fat guy was ungrateful, but He Yuzhu didn't think that was entirely true.

Fatty and Ma Hua have been learning cooking from Sha Zhu for more than ten years, but their cooking level makes diners vomit after eating, which shows that Sha Zhu didn't teach them any real skills. Of course, it was really unkind of the fat man to do that.

He Yuzhu looked at the fat man in front of him, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, white and plump, and smiled without saying a word. He was the nephew of the deputy director of the workshop, and it seemed that he had a good background. He looked at Wang Tiande again and found that he also had hope in his eyes. It seemed that he had received benefits.

Anyway, I am not a fool. If I really teach this fat guy some real skills, he should not stab me. So, I want to give Wang Tiande a face, which can be regarded as making friends with the fat guy's uncle who is the deputy director of the workshop.

"Director, the process is the same as that of MCA. I will observe for three months. Do you think it will work?"

"No problem, follow your rules, Dabao, introduce yourself. Master He agrees to take you as his apprentice, but he will observe you for three months."

When Zheng Dabao, also known as the fat guy, heard this, his smiling face became even more smiling, and he said, "Master..."