Teacher He of the Siheyuan

"Director Huo, someone was there just now."

"Not even a little restraint"

Thinking of Yu Zhixin sitting outside and He Daqing still doing exercises quietly, it scared her heart out.

Liu Yue turned around with a blushing face and whispered, "You can't do this next time."

If you like, you will restrain, and if you love, you will be presumptuous.

"I'll pay attention next time," He Daqing said in a comforting voice.

I thought that since I was pursuing excitement, I would carry it through to the end!

Liu Yue drank two cups of tea in a row before her red face returned to normal. She curiously asked, "Director, the leadership has changed so quickly this time. I heard that it was the deputy director Li who did it."

This time, Factory Manager Yang fell too fast, without any signs.

Liu Yue's little aunt is also the director of the finance department. She only knew a little bit of the inside story after the fact. She knew that it was the ministerial boss and deputy factory director Li who beat factory director Yang so hard that he couldn't fight back.

Factory Manager Yang has several hard-core subordinates, betrayed, betrayed, and delegated. I heard that even He Daqing, who had always been close to Factory Manager Yang, was also taken down together, but in the end nothing happened.

He Daqing and Deputy Director Li did not know what kind of agreement they had reached. They shook hands and talked happily.

Looking at He Daqing's fierce state just now, I'm afraid he can continue to be cool in the rolling mill!
And when He Daqing saw that she was asking about Deputy Factory Manager Li, he was probably thinking about his own safety!

Because only when He Daqing is safe, Liu Yue can continue to get pork and continue to earn a small amount of money!
The current Liu Yue is definitely a well-to-do little rich woman, riding the latest version of the Feige brand bicycle, wearing a lady's watch, and even her underwear is really improved.

He Daqing brewed a new cup of tea for himself, and said vaguely, "This tea, it is buried in the soil to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, soaked in the sun and rain, picked by people, stir-fried in an iron pan, and finally turned into this little tea. Small cup of fragrant tea”

"It can be said that tea is a thing that takes advantage of the right time, place and people, and integrates yin and yang, five elements and eight trigrams. When drinking, it is slightly bitter, but after drinking it, it has an endless aftertaste. Do you know why?"

Liu Yue was so confused and told me what these yin and yang and five elements were doing. Isn't this a feudal superstition?

"Director, what are you talking about?"

How can a cup of tea be so complicated? If you ask how much you can earn from 100 catties of pork, or the wages of workers, she understands, but the rest is completely blind to her knowledge!
"I mean that tea belongs to plants, so there won't be so many problems." He Daqing revealed the mystery and said, "The most important thing to do in a rolling mill is not only to learn to open your mouth, but also to learn to shut up."

No matter how unresponsive Liu Yue was, she now understood that Director He was blaming herself for talking too much and asking questions that shouldn't be asked.

Cha Liuyue didn't know how to act like a spoiled child, she still understood, she tugged on He Daqing's arm and said angrily, "Director, I'm just idle and just asking around, sir, please forgive me once, regardless of women."

"If you have nothing to do, I'll find something for you to do."

"What's the matter?" Liu Yue asked like a curious baby.

He Daqing didn't say anything but handed her a new cup of tea.

Why is she drinking tea again? Didn't she drink all of it just now? Liu Yue's little head is a little confused.

"This tea is herbal"

…………

The happy time is always short, and it is time to get off work in a blink of an eye.

He Daqing was pushing his bicycle out of the shed.

Qin Huairu, the little widow, suddenly appeared.

"Uncle He, can you give me a ride?" Qin Huai said tearfully, "Bang Jian has been unable to eat recently, I want to go back and see him sooner."

This kid, Banggen, hasn't eaten much since he ate the golden juice, and he feels nauseous when he sees what he eats!
It's no wonder that Qin Huairu was worried and worried, and he also haggarded a lot.

As the second uncle in the courtyard, He Daqing, a great grandfather, would naturally not stand by and watch.

"There are a lot of people here. It will be bad for your reputation if you are seen and spread the wind. You wait for me at the corner of the alley outside."

The little widow agreed and left the rolling mill first.

He Daqing looked around and followed closely behind.

"Uncle He, Bang Geng doesn't eat anymore, is he going to see a doctor?" Sitting on the bicycle, Qin Huairu still couldn't help but worry about his son.

Sticky is her only son, and he will take care of himself in the future, but he is all pointing at this single seedling.

Qin Huairu is very precious to this son, he is afraid of melting if he holds it in his mouth, and afraid of falling if he holds it in his palm.

It's just that she is really incapable of doing things alone, and she really can't take care of the three children. Jia Zhang can't help at all, except for being lazy and messing around.

Otherwise, he resorted to the method of summoning the undead, holding Jia Dongxu's portrait at home and crying about all the bad things he did to her.

Every time I got the little widow's claws, I wished that the old godmother would be sold to that poor mountain valley, out of sight and out of mind.

Qin Huairu in the back was upset, but He Daqing in front didn't have so many worries.

"Huai Ru, this child is probably used to not eating. You need to starve him a few times, then give him water. When he is really hungry, he will eat naturally."

This is also called an idea?
If it was useful to be hungry, I would have used it a long time ago. Widow Qin was a little sullen.

One is that Mrs. Jia Zhang will definitely feed the children secretly, and the other is that she can't bear to be so hungry. If something goes wrong with starvation, she will regret it to death.

He Daqing seemed to be able to feel that the little widow seemed to be in a mood without looking back, so he added another sentence.

"How about this, I'll go see the stick later, prescribe two medicines, and if it doesn't work, I'll send it to the hospital. I know someone in the hospital."

Hearing that He Daqing finally spoke seriously about a decent solution, the little widow was instantly happy.

After all, it costs a few dollars to go to the hospital, and a week's salary will be gone.

"Uncle He, I will trouble you then."

"No trouble"

How can it be troublesome.

Stick stems are my dear relatives and friends, younger siblings, why don't you take good care of them and take care of them?

He Daqing carried Qin Huairu to a street near the courtyard and stopped. If he rode over there, he would be discovered.

The little widow quickly got out of the car, "Uncle He has agreed, don't forget this matter"

He Daqing nodded, "I can't forget"

He Daqing pushed the bicycle to the courtyard after the little widow was far away.

As a result, after walking a few steps, I found a wretched figure squatting on the ground, counting ants and playing!

It's just that the back is so familiar.

"Old Xu?" He Daqing asked tentatively.

The man turned around, his clothes were shabby and gray, and there were many vicissitudes in his eyes, "Old He, you are back."

"Old Xu, why don't you go home and squat at the door?"

Xu Junping said with a mournful face, "My wife refuses to remarry me, Lao He, please help me find a way."

"You are my guiding light, this time it's all up to you"

Life alone is too difficult.