Siheyuan: Get the villain punishment system at the beginning

Time flies, and before you know it, the end of the year is approaching.

Chinese New Year is a big festival in everyone's heart.

The end of a year is also the beginning of a new year. In such a day, no matter how tight the family is, they will tighten their belts to add a festive atmosphere to the family.

Every household in the courtyard house is one month away from the New Year, and they are already busy preparing for the New Year.

During this time, He Yuzhu was the busiest person in the courtyard.

Who told him to be the canteen director of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and everyone praised his cooking.

The meat bought by people with money and meat tickets is first handed over to He Yuzhu.

This is the way to not waste food and let the food maximize its value.

bang bang bang...

The sound of kitchen knives chopping minced meat rang from morning to afternoon in He's house.

He Yuzhu finally looked forward to the Saturday, did nothing, and used it to serve others.

If the right hand is sore, switch to the left hand, and when the left hand is tired, switch back to the right hand.

As time passed, He Yuzhu became more and more irritable.

He regretted that he was the first person in the courtyard to come to him, and when he asked for help to make meat, he immediately agreed.

If you agree to the first one, there will be a second, a third, and countless more!

"Zhuzi, do Third Master a favor."

The third master held two taels of pork in his hand and pushed open the door of He's house with a smile.

Boom!
He Yuzhu threw the kitchen knife on the cutting board.

"Why... what's the matter?"

The third master stared at the kitchen knife, with a nervous face, and asked stammeringly.

He Yuzhu looked at the third master with a smile on his face, and said dryly: "It's nothing, third master, I'm just tired of chopping meat."

He Yuzhu's eyes seemed to show two taels of pork in the hands of the third master.

I thought to myself, it is always right to preemptively strike.

He couldn't believe that he was tired from shouting, yet the third master had the nerve to ask him for help.

In the end, he still underestimated how thick-skinned the third master was.

With a smile on his face, the third master walked up to him slowly, and put the pork on the chopping board.

How amiable the smile on his face is, how shameless what he said.

"Zhuzi, it's still far away from the New Year's Eve, so don't rush to finish your work in one day."

"Just focus on the work of the other families in the yard first. Don't worry about the work of the third master's family. You can do it a year ago."

The third master didn't notice that He Yuzhu's face had darkened at all, and he was still talking to himself.

"Zhuzi, you take these meat croquettes, and when you dip them, the taste is lighter. Both your third mother and I have a lighter taste..."

Suddenly, He Yuzhu interrupted the third master's chatter.

"Third Master, take these pork back."

He Yuzhu stuffed the pork on the chopping board back into the hands of the third master.

Now, the third master couldn't laugh no matter what, he threw the pork onto the chopping board again, and said unhappily, "Zhuzi, when did the third master offend you?"

"Why are you not willing to help me when you can help other people cook?"

Seeing that the third master misunderstood, He Yuzhu quickly explained.

"Third Master, I have nothing against you!"

"I'm really too tired. Not only you, but other people ask me for help, and I won't help anymore."

"I'm more tired after taking a break than going to work. Me, don't blame yourself!"

He Yuzhu's patient explanation did not dispel the third master's thoughts.

The third master wrinkled his face, and said in a good voice: "Zhuzi, you can fry meatballs for the third master's family, and it won't delay your rejection of others!"

He Yuzhu sighed helplessly, and seeing the third master's complacent expression, he strengthened his determination again.

He looked at the third master and said seriously: "Third master, you can let me make croquettes for your family."

Before the third master had time to enjoy himself, he heard the second half of He Yuzhu's ruthless words.

"You give me fifty cents for labor, and I'll make croquettes for your family!"

As soon as money was mentioned, the third master changed his face!

"Bah! He Yuzhu, you are losing money. The third master just asks you for such a little help, and you have the nerve to ask me for fifty cents."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible."

The third master's reprimand not only did not arouse He Yuzhu's displeasure, but also made him very happy.

"Okay, third master, we don't need to discuss it."

He Yuzhu's voice was rising.

He Yuzhu stuffed the pork into the third master's hand and pushed the third master out of the house.

The third master suffocated and went home.

When I got home and sat on a chair, I went out again before my butt was warmed up.

"Neighbors in the courtyard, everyone, come out, I have something to tell the big guys."

A loudspeaker that He Yuzhu dug out from the cabinet is now using it to speak to the people in the courtyard.

It wasn't just the third master who was called out by He Yuzhu's movement, there were many others.

"Zhuzi, what are you crazy about during the day, I was taking a nap, and I was woken up by you!"

The uncle yelled at He Yuzhu angrily, and the veins on his neck popped up.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but rolled his eyes silently.

You are sleeping, I am chopping meat for your family, the person who should lose my temper is obviously me!
The elder of the courtyard was the first to express his dissatisfaction, and the rest of the people also spoke up.

"He Yuzhu feels uncomfortable all day if he doesn't make trouble in the courtyard. If there is such a person living in our courtyard, he can't live in peace."

Xu Damao told the people around him that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Xu Damao, don't say a few words, He Yuzhu must have something to call everyone in the courtyard."

Qin Huairu glanced at He Yuzhu, turned her head, and explained to everyone for him.

"Fucking hell, I don't like to hear what you said. What is He Yuzhu? He has something to say to the people in the courtyard. It's a meeting of the whole courtyard. He shouted with a loudspeaker, What's going on."

Jia Zhang is a good picker. As soon as her words hit the ground, two people couldn't wait to speak.

"Who says it's not? This He Yuzhu is getting more and more unruly, and doesn't take our three uncles seriously."

The second uncle folded his arms in front of his chest, with a big belly, and said in a thick voice.

"Old Liu, you are right. This He Yuzhu is getting worse and worse. I just asked him to make me a croquette, but..."

The third master's words were covered by a louder voice, and he had to stop talking.

Holding a loudspeaker, He Yuzhu said clearly, "Everyone, I called you over because there is something I need to inform everyone."

"I, He Yuzhu, no longer serve everyone for free. If you want me to help cook, you must pay!"

"Also, I don't care about those who I helped, and those who chopped half of the meat, I don't care about it, it's my work for nothing."

The power of these words is tantamount to a thunderclap in the air.

The reaction of the people in the courtyard house was violent.

"What nonsense is He Yuzhu talking about? How dare he ask us for money. If he wants to make money, this is not the way to make money!"

"This is too unfair. Why should someone take advantage of it for nothing, and some have to pay him!"

"There are too many people in the courtyard looking for his help, and he is too busy to come up with this idea."

"As soon as I heard what you said, I knew that He Yuzhu had already finished helping your family!"

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After He Yuzhu finished what he wanted to say, he stopped paying attention to everyone's reactions.

He returned to the house, brought out the minced pork stuffing and put it on the steps.

Then, he went back to the house, closed the door, and shut out all the noise.