Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"He Yuzhu, what you said is wrong. Are you too stingy? We are all from the same courtyard, and we often meet each other. Since you have this car, let everyone in the other courtyards ride it. , do you think so?"

He Yuzhu categorically rejected Qin Huairu. Just as he was about to push the cart home to prepare dinner, he saw Yi Zhonghai walking out of the house in a grand manner and yelling at He Yuzhu.

Ever since He Yuzhu severely beat Jia and Zhang's mother and son, no one in the whole yard, including Yi Zhonghai, would call He Yuzhu "Silly Zhu".

"You are right. Thanks to us, He Yuzhu has his own bicycle. He should lend us his bicycle so that all of us can ride it."

Mrs. Jia Zhang jumped up like a toad again and shrank to Yi Zhonghai.

At this time, the neighbors from the front and back courtyards also gathered around, and they all came for He Yuzhu.

But now, if He Yuzhu can be forced to give in, maybe they can take a ride in He Yuzhu's new car.

Of course, if He Yuzhu insists on refusing to let go, there will be nothing to lose.

The delicate and frail sister He Yuzhu shrank behind He Yuzhu, holding on to her brother's clothes, feeling very scared.

He Yuzhu understands his neighbors very well, and he understands their viciousness towards him very well.

He Yuzhu was not afraid at all because of the pressure from the people around him. With his current strength, if a fight really started, it would probably take less than three minutes for everyone in the yard to be beaten to the ground.

Now that Yi Zhonghai has come to his door, He Yuzhu naturally wants to give him some color!

"Zhong Hai, that's wrong. I bought this car with my own money. It's my personal thing. I can arrange it however I like. It's not your turn to interfere."

"Speaking of which, since you care about everyone so much, why don't you share your salary? You are also a seventh-level fitter in our steel factory after all. Your monthly salary is 84 yuan and 5 cents. You two can't spend it all, so why not Get 70 yuan yourself and share it with everyone, everyone will thank you."

He Yuzhu unceremoniously directed his fire at Yi Zhonghai, thinking to himself, don't you just love to jump around and slap people in the face?

I have pushed you to the forefront, Yi Zhonghai, just take the initiative.

When the neighbors heard what He Yuzhu said, they were all moved.

In the whole yard, the neighbors are very poor. Although Yan Bugui is a teacher, the family's livelihood depends on him. He is very stingy, fearing that every cent of his money will be wasted.

Except for Mr. Fu and Mr. Chu, the average salary of other residents is only about 20 to 30 yuan, and they have to rely on this money to make ends meet.

No other family can be like Yi Zhonghai's family, with two people living together on one salary.

Over eighty, these two people can enjoy spicy food every day, which is enough for them.

Suddenly, everyone around him looked at Yi Zhonghai with greedy eyes.

It doesn't matter whether He Yuzhu owns a bicycle or not, none of his neighbors have one anyway.

But Yi Zhonghai's salary of 70 yuan was distributed to the neighbors. Everyone could get two or three yuan, which was a lot of wealth.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned green. He never expected that He Yuzhu would do such a thing. He wanted to blame He Yuzhu, but he didn't expect that he would instead blame it on himself. This made him He was embarrassed, especially in this situation.

When Jia Zhang saw that all the neighbors were silent and looked straight at Yi Zhonghai, she couldn't help but said: "Master, I think He Yuzhu is right. Why don't you share a share of your salary? We don’t want too much, just five yuan per person.”

Yi Zhonghai was almost blown away.

Why don't you go to heaven? !

Yi Zhonghai had no intention of paying attention to idiots like Jia Zhang. His face darkened: "He Yuzhu, don't do this. We are talking about your bicycle. Why do you ask about my salary? My salary I earned it all through my own efforts, and I won’t give it to others in vain.”

He Yuzhu snorted and said: "You have earned so much money with hard work, then isn't my car also hard-earned? Convince people with virtue. If you can give out your salary and distribute it to all the neighbors Here, I can get everyone in the neighborhood to ride a bike."

He Yuzhu was reborn and knew this man named Yi very well.

This person is just a hypocritical villain. He talks high-sounding, but in fact he is a local ruffian.

In the last life, after Jia Dongxu passed away, why did Yi Zhonghai secretly give the white noodles to Qin Huairu in the middle of the night? Why did Qin Huairu set the ring after Jia Dongxu's death? He Yuzhu didn't believe that Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai were innocent.

"I think it's okay."

Jia Zhang spoke again. It was the first time that she felt that He Yuzhu was so lovable.

Asking Yi Zhonghai to give out all his salary and then lend He Yuzhu's bicycle to everyone, haha, this is simply a great thing. Jia Zhang had the illusion that he was dreaming.

Qin Huairu would not be as stupid as Jia Zhang. He Yuzhu made it clear that he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and it was clear that he wanted to kill Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai saw He Yuzhu humiliating Qin Huairu so much, so he stepped forward and wanted to avenge his disciple's wife. However, He Yuzhu was not an easy man. He actually tied with Yi Zhonghai, and even vaguely had the upper hand, letting Yi Zhonghai China Shipping suffered a bit.

Yi Zhonghai was in a dilemma at this moment, and he must be very angry and embarrassed.

At this time, Director Zhao ran in furiously.

"What's going on? He Yuzhu, have you been accused of secretly buying a bicycle ticket on the black market and then buying a bicycle? Show me your bicycle ticket and your bicycle certificate. .”

These days, the director of the subdistrict office can be said to have great power. In addition, Director Zhao is a veteran, so he is very powerful and many people are intimidated by him.

Yi Zhonghai felt relieved now. He was just waiting for He Yuzhu to be caught.

When He Yuzhu rode back just now, Jia Dongxu had already followed Yi Zhonghai's instructions and went to the subdistrict office to report it.

Yi Zhonghai didn't think that He Yuzhu was able to buy a bicycle at all. There must be something wrong with his bicycle.

He Yuzhu likes Director Zhao very much because he is an upright person who never bullies others or protects evildoers. Although the street office has changed people in his previous life, He Yuzhu still has a deep impression of this director.

"Okay, Director Zhao, here are my bicycle receipt and bicycle card."

He Yuzhu handed his car purchase receipt and the procedures he went to the vehicle management office early in the morning to Director Zhao.

Director Zhao looked at them one by one and compared the bicycle ID with the stamp on the bicycle to confirm that there was no problem.

He handed the document back to He Yuzhu and said with a smile: "He Yuzhu, where did you get this document? Is it true that Jia Dongxu reported that you purchased on the black market?"

Jia Dongxu, are you the one who reported on me?

He Yuzhu winked at Jia Dongxu, and Jia Dongxu shuddered and stepped back quickly.