Siheyuan: He Yuzhu's happy salted fish life

early morning.

After He Yuzhu sent his wife to the grain bureau, he went to work in the steel factory.

Walking on the road, he kept thinking why the system that hadn't appeared all this time suddenly appeared at that time.

Steel Plant.

Walking into the kitchen, he finally figured it out. In fact, the so-called system is just a choice in life. What kind of choice is there, what kind of life will be there.

Yesterday I chose to be loyal to my family, rejected Gu Qiuye, and confessed everything to my wife. In exchange for my daughter-in-law's understanding and family harmony, I no longer feel guilty.

This choice is undoubtedly the most correct.

A person needs to face many choices in his life. With this experience, he already knows how to face it and how to choose his future life.

After lunch, He Yuzhu leaned back on the chair, and suddenly remembered the master-level cooking skills.

Why is it no different from the dishes I made before!

oh!Understood.

It is estimated that this god is not a god in cooking, but may be a god in knife skills. When those god chefs in TV dramas chop vegetables, their knives are turned out, and they can throw the ingredients up and cut them.

Um!It is estimated that this is the case.

No, I'm going to try!

He Yuzhu got up very excitedly and walked to the stove, picked up the kitchen knife, and muttered:
"See and see what a great god is."

"oops"

Before he could finish the sentence, He Yuzhu let out a scream, and quickly pinched his right hand with his left hand, blood gushed out from between his fingers.

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

Apprentice Li Hua was relatively close to the master, and when he heard his screams, he ran over with a cry of surprise.

Seeing Master's bloody right hand, Li Hua was stunned on the spot. It's not uncommon for the chef to cut his hand, but Master is not left-handed, so how could he cut the hand holding the knife.

After going to the infirmary to bandage the wound, He Yuzhu sat on the chair with a sullen face, looking at his injured right hand, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Damn it, fairy tales are full of lies!

The knife can't fly at all!
Well now, the great god-level chef actually cut his hand. The key to cutting is the hand holding the knife, and the back of the hand. If this gets out, people will laugh it off!
Food Bureau.

Tong Jiahui got angry at her work unit today. The unit leader dismissed her from her accounting position, asked her to clean in the food bureau, and took back the dormitory assigned to her.

She couldn't accept such an arrangement, and she couldn't bear such anger, so she immediately quarreled with the leader, and in a fit of anger, she just said, "I'm quitting," turned around and walked out of the food bureau.

Walking to the gate, she saw He Yuzhu who came to pick her up. Seeing that the man's hand was injured, the grievance in her heart was instantly replaced by heartache.

She was concerned about the injury on the man's hand along the way, but what she didn't expect was that this guy was injured because of showing the knife skills of a god-level chef.

What else can He Yuzhu say, he can only lie and say that he was accidentally bruised.

Siheyuan.

Back home, He Yuzhu saw that his daughter-in-law's complexion was not very good, as if she had been wronged.

He knew Tong Jiahui's personality. She didn't take ordinary things to heart at all. It seemed that the matter was not small. He was a little worried and asked quickly:
"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter with you? Did someone bully you? Tell me, and I'll vent your anger on you."

Tong Jiahui pouted her small mouth, looked up at him, with grievance on her small face, and said apologetically in her eyes:
"I may be out of work."

Seeing his daughter-in-law's sad look, He Yuzhu knew that she must have suffered a lot of grievances, so he held her in his arms distressedly, and said with a smile:

"Really! That would be great."

Tong Jiahui was a little puzzled, before she had time to speak, she heard him go on to say:

"Actually, I didn't want you to go to work for a long time, but I was afraid that you would be bored at home, so I didn't dare to tell you, now it's all right, you don't have to go to work, we can work hard to be human!"

Tong Jiahui knew what it meant to be a human being, she couldn't help but blushed, and said angrily:

"rogue."

"Hey! It's legal to play hooligans with your wife."

"I don't have a job, and I can only rely on you at home in the future."

"It's enough to have me, don't worry, you and the child won't be hungry."

"How can there be children!"

"Don't you have time now! I will work hard!"

"Do you prefer a son or a daughter?"

"Well daughter."

"Why! Don't men like sons?"

"That's because they don't understand. The daughter is my father's little lover in the previous life, and my father's caring little padded jacket!"

"Ah! Then I'd better have a son!"

"No way! Do you eat your daughter's jealousy?"

"I'll eat all the vinegar from dogs, so be more honest with me in the future."

"."

The next day.

Steel Plant.

When He Yuzhu went to work in the morning, he saw Director Zheng sweeping the floor at the gate. He couldn't help feeling a little sad, but he was just a cook, what could he do!

He used his pocket money to buy some pork and a bottle of Erguotou, and planned to send it to Director Zheng when he got off work.

Today's reception in the factory was arranged by Deputy Factory Manager Li. After they finished, it was already past the off-duty time.

He Yuzhu took the finished braised pork and Erguotou to the guard room, and saw Director Zheng sitting there eating Wotou.

He couldn't help having a sore nose, and walked in without thinking much.

When Director Zheng saw He Yuzhu coming in, he quickly got up and looked outside, and said nervously:

"Xiao He, why are you here, go home quickly."

He Yuzhu understood that Director Zheng didn't want to hurt him, but he didn't leave. He took out the lunch box containing braised pork and Erguotou, grinning and said:

"Director, I just want to have a drink with you, you don't have to drive me away!"

Director Zheng's eyes were slightly red. Ever since he was dismissed as factory director, no one wanted to approach him. Those who used to be by his side now walked around when they saw him.

When he was the factory manager, He Yuzhu basically never looked for him, but now he swept the floor and looked at the gate, and this young man actually came to him for a drink.

He was very moved in his heart, but he was moved, and he couldn't implicate He Yuzhu.

Director Zheng looked outside and said:
"Xiao He, I've taken your favor, and I've kept the wine and lunch box, so go back quickly."

While speaking, he pushed He Yuzhu out and closed the door.

He Yuzhu understood what the factory manager meant, and after standing at the door for a while, he left the steel factory.

Quadrangle.
The reception in the factory ended a little late today, and he was delayed by Director Zheng for a while, so he came back a little later.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, He Yuzhu heard the angry voice of Mrs. Long:

"Xu Damao, you bastard, if you dare to take our Jiahui away today, I will fight you hard."

Oops!