The beginning of Siheyuan starts with refusing to bring lunch boxes

"Okay, see you on Sunday"

After leaving Cui Matchmaker's house, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard and happened to meet people working at the steel mill.

At this time, the people in the courtyard were discussing something. He Yuzhu pushed the cart and listened from behind. He found that they were discussing the sewing machine he bought. He Yuzhu just smiled and then pushed the cart back home.

The ordinary days passed by like this, and in the blink of an eye it was Friday, He Yushui came back, from today on, He Yushui's first year of high school ended, and summer vacation came

"Yushui, I'm going to the Song family to propose marriage on Sunday." During the meal, He Yuzhu told He Yushui about his proposal.

"Ah? Brother, so fast? Aren't you moving too fast? You and Sister Song Xia have only been dating for a few days, right?"

"If you think it's suitable, just propose marriage. Any relationship that is not for the purpose of marriage is hooliganism. Your brother, this is a manifestation of correct ideological awareness. What do you know?"

"Brother, I want to go with you on Sunday too."

"What are you going to do? Proposing a marriage requires the parties involved and the elders to go, so what's the point of you going there?"

"Then, brother, who are you going to ask for marriage?"

"Matchmaker Cui, please don't go out and make a fuss. There are bad guys in the yard."

"I know, bro."

周日

He Yuzhu got up very early today, and then started to clean himself up, washing his face, washing his hair, shaving, and looking in the mirror. The noise woke up He Yushui who wanted to have a good sleep during the holiday.

"Brother, that's good enough. That's enough. You've been working on it for half an hour."

He Yuzhu ignored her. Seeing that it was almost time, he picked up the things he had prepared and went out. When he left, he told He Yushui, "There is breakfast on the table, and two dollars. It's a holiday, don't stay at home all the time, go out for a walk."

Before eight o'clock, Cui the matchmaker was waiting at the door. She was surprised to see He Yuzhu carrying a lot of things on his bicycle.

"Xiao He, you took a lot of things."

"Nothing much, Aunt Cui, six pounds of apples, six pounds of oranges, a watermelon, two bottles of Fenjiu, two packs of cigarettes, half a pound of tea, two pounds of White Rabbit, and a piece of meat."

"Xiao He, you think this is nothing? How are the other guys supposed to survive?"

He Yuzhu didn't want to discuss this issue too much, so he said, "Aunt Cui, let's go."

"okay"

When they arrived at the Song family, all five members of the Song family were there, but Song Xiaomei and Song Jianjun were in the inner room, while Song Xia was in her own room listening.

"Guodong, you have found a good son-in-law. Look, who would bring so many things when proposing marriage nowadays?"

Song Guodong and his wife were also a little surprised when they saw He Yuzhu carrying so many bags. They didn't expect him to bring so many things. "Xiao He, why do you bring so many things?"

Although they said so, Song Guodong and his wife were still very happy in their hearts. After all, this also showed He Yuzhu's strength and his importance to Song Xia.

"Uncle, aunt, my house has just been renovated and the furniture is all new. Xia Xia has also seen my house. I have already bought watches, radios, bicycles, and sewing machines."

Song Guodong and his wife were naturally very satisfied. Their daughter was in good condition, but He Yuzhu was not bad either.

After some discussion, the wedding date was set on November

Chapter 79 Lou Bancheng's Intentions

After everything was discussed, Matchmaker Cui and He Yuzhu left the Song family together. Originally, Song Xia wanted to come out to see them off, but because she was shy, she only dared to look at He Yuzhu outside the house from the window.

He Yuzhu saw Song Xia behind the window and made a face at her, which made Song Xia in the room giggle and blush.

Song Guodong and his wife saw the two off and when they got home, they saw Song Xiaomei and Song Jianjun looking through the things He Yuzhu had sent them.

"Second sister, this is watermelon! I've never eaten it before! White Rabbit!"

"Apples, oranges, such a big piece of meat!"

Song Ma came over to put the things away, tapped their foreheads and said, "This is from your brother-in-law, don't waste it all at once!"

"mom!"

"mom!"

The two immediately put on a pitiful look, and Song Ma immediately took out four candies and two oranges and gave them to them.

"His father, look, there are really a lot of things here, including cigarettes, alcohol, fruits and tea. Look, this piece of meat must be three pounds, and it's so fat."

Song Guodong looked at the things and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Song Xia also came out and looked at those things with a smile on his face.

"Xia Xia, Zhuzi just gave you 50 yuan as a betrothal gift. Your parents will give you this money as a dowry. I heard from Zhuzi that he bought furniture, a radio, and a sewing machine. So, your parents will give you a ladies' watch as a dowry."

"Dad, no need"

"Your father said he would give you a dowry, so you should take it."

……

He Yuzhu rode his bike to send Cui the matchmaker to the gate of their courtyard. He Yuzhu said to Cui, "Aunt Cui, thank you so much. It's really thanks to you that things went so smoothly. This is the matchmaking money we agreed on. Please keep it." He Yuzhu handed Cui the matchmaker a big black paper.

Matchmaker Cui was already very happy because things went so smoothly. Now, seeing the big black pick handed over by He Yuzhu, the wrinkles on her face blossomed. "Oh, Zhuzi, you are so open about this matter. Auntie, I am just accompanying you to go through the formalities, so I won't be polite."

After leaving Cui Matchmaker's house, He Yuzhu rode his bike back to the courtyard. It was almost time for dinner. Yan Bugui didn't come to the door, so he probably went home to eat. After all, he was needed to share the meal at their house.

He Yuzhu parked his bicycle at the door and saw that He Yushui had already prepared the meal, which was just a plate of fried eggplant and tomatoes and a few steamed buns.

"Yushui, aren't there eggs in the house? Why don't you make some scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

"Ah, brother, you're back? Did your marriage proposal go smoothly?" He Yushui put down the steamed buns in his hand and came forward to ask.

"How can it not go smoothly if your brother takes action?" He Yuzhu sat down and said

"By the way, go get a basin of water from the sink later. I have a watermelon in my room. You can freeze it and eat it in the afternoon."

"Watermelon?! Brother, are there any more at home? I thought it was the one you took away this morning." After saying that, He Yushui stopped eating and went straight to get a basin of cold water, then went into the house and soaked the watermelon in the water.

He Yushui drooled as he looked at the watermelon weighing over 10 kilograms.

At lunch, both of them only ate a little and were waiting to eat watermelon later.

He Yushui originally wanted to cut the watermelon into pieces according to the old method, but He Yuzhu directly gave her a spoon and said, "Yushui, use this to eat, you have half and I have half, this is the most comfortable way to eat"

He Yushui was surprised and said, "Brother! Are you so arrogant?", but he still ate as He Yuzhu said, and it turned out to be really delicious.

The happy voices of the He brothers and sisters seemed to cool down this summer, making He Yuzhu feel comfortable from the inside out.

At three o'clock, He Yuzhu went out on his bike. "Yushui, you should eat first tonight. Save some space. I'm going to make a banquet this afternoon. I'll bring you a lunch box."

"Okay bro"

He Yuzhu's voice was naturally heard by Jia Zhang in the west wing. "Shazhu, you bastard, why didn't you send the lunch box to our Jia family? It's such a waste to give it to He Yushui, a money-loser." Qin Huairu, who was standing aside, heard Jia Zhang's words and didn't say anything, but her eyes flashed. I don't know what she was thinking.

He Yuzhu pushed the cart to the front yard. Yan Bugui was looking at the door again. "Zhuzi, it's so hot, you need to go out."

"Second uncle, I'm going to prepare a banquet. We have already made an appointment."

"Go ahead," Yan Bugui looked at He Yuzhu with envy as he left the house. After all, cooking for the banquet not only earned money, but also brought back lunch boxes. He thought, should Jiefang also learn to cook?

He Yuzhu rode his bike to Lou's house. It was only four o'clock.

At the entrance of Lou's house, there is a small Western-style building. The architectural style of the small Western-style building is a combination of Chinese and Western styles. It has both the implicitness and exquisiteness of the East.

"This Lou family is really not simple. This small Western-style building will never be outdated even if it is placed in the future," He Yuzhu thought.

He knocked on the door and it was Lou Xiao'e who opened it. "Brother Zhu, you're here." Seeing that it was He Yuzhu, Lou Xiao'e was immediately excited.

"Xiao E", He Yuzhu also greeted

After welcoming He Yuzhu into the house, I found Lou Bancheng, whom I had met once before, reading a book on the sofa in the living room. When he saw He Yuzhu coming in, Lou Bancheng stood up and said, "Master He, thank you very much for coming to cook this meal."

"Boss Lou, this is nothing. Besides, the fact that you are impressed by my craftsmanship shows that my skills are good enough."

After a brief conversation between the two, Lou Xiao'e led He Yuzhu into the kitchen. He Yuzhu saw the fully equipped kitchen and sighed, worthy of being a capitalist. This kitchen may not be considered a big deal in later generations, and many middle-class people can have it, but this is the 1960s. No matter what era or environment, even in wartime, the lives of rich people will be much better.

Putting away his sighs, He Yuzhu checked the ingredients. There were fish, shrimp, pork, and a lot of vegetables. Just now, he heard from Lou Xiao'e that there would be three guests in total. They were all his father's friends. They were just coming for a small gathering. Two of them were from Huaibei.

“Then I’ll make eight dishes.”

Steamed Lion's Head, Mushroom and Rapeseed

Nine-turn large intestine, sweet and sour pork tenderloin

Kung Pao Chicken, Twice Cooked Pork

Another dish of cucumber salad and shredded potato salad

After an hour of preparation, He Yuzhu waited for the notification to cook.

At half past five, Lou Xiao'e came in and said, "Brother Zhuzi, the guests are here, it's time to start, I'll help you."

As the dishes were served, the people at the banquet ate and chatted.

"Lao Lou, you are a good cook. You have Huaiyang cuisine, Shandong cuisine, and Sichuan cuisine. Although the taste is not top-notch, the quality is very good. You didn't invite three chefs to cook, did you?"

"Old Chen, I just invited a chef from the steel mill. I went to the factory a few days ago and tasted the dishes. I found his cooking skills to be remarkable. Today, I invited a few of you to have a drink, so I thought of inviting him over again. But last time he only cooked Shandong and Sichuan cuisine. I didn't expect that he could cook Huaiyang cuisine well."

Several of them were former business tycoons, and they had all eaten and seen the dishes of first-class chefs before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Therefore, their evaluation of He Yuzhu's cooking skills was good, which was already a high evaluation.

The meal that Lou Xiao'e and her mother ate in another room was divided in advance.

"Xiao'e, is he the one you like?" Tan had already discovered that Lou Xiao'e, who had never entered the kitchen, had been almost always wandering around the kitchen since Master He came in.

"Well, but he doesn't seem to like me," Lou Xiao'e said somewhat depressedly.

Tan did not continue, but said, "This young chef He is not very old, but his cooking skills are really good. He can cook three cuisines, Sichuan, Shandong, and Huaiyang, at this level, which is rare and precious." Hearing her mother praising He Yuzhu, Lou Xiao'e, who was a little depressed, suddenly became happy. Seeing that her daughter was immediately happy just because she praised He Yuzhu, she sighed in her heart.

After the banquet, He Yuzhu was invited to the study.

"Master He, please take a seat," Lou Zhenhua said politely. After all, this meal was not the main point. The next part was...

"Master He, thank you very much for the meal today. My friends are very satisfied with your cooking skills."

"Mr. Lou, that's a big favor from you guys." Looking at He Yuzhu's performance, Lou Zhenhua was also very satisfied.

After chatting for a few minutes, Lou Zhenhua suddenly asked, "Master He, if I want to marry Xiao'e to you, what do you think?"

Lou Zhenhua's words shocked He Yuzhu at first, but he soon calmed down and said three words lightly: "I can't protect it."

Lou Zhenhua thought that He Yuzhu was happy, helpless, and surprised, and thought that He Yuzhu would most likely agree, but there was also a small chance that he would refuse. However, what he didn't expect was that He Yuzhu did refuse, and the reason for his refusal was simply "I can't protect it."

Can't protect, these three simple words reveal unusual meanings. Lou Bancheng looked at He Yuzhu, who continued, "Our family has been hired as farmers for three generations."