Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

The two brothers were so frightened that they trembled.

"Dad, what do you want to do with us?"

"Dad, we both did nothing wrong today."

Before the two brothers finished speaking, Liu Haizhong picked up the broom on the side and rushed over angrily.

"You don't see any shadows all day long. Do you think you are the god of travel? Let's see if I don't beat you two turtles to death!

Crackling...

Liu Lao Er and Liu Lao San received another severe beating.

He Yuzhu took his sister back to the compound on his bicycle. Before he entered the compound, he could hear the sound of Liu Haizhong hitting his son from outside.

When Old Liu was in a good mood, he would beat his son, but when he was in a bad mood, his son would be beaten even harder.

Liu Lao Er and Liu Lao San didn't know what evil they had done in their last lives. How come they were born in Liu Haizhong's house?

But they are both sons, so Boss Liu's treatment is different.

Ever since he was little, Liu Haizhong had never touched a finger on him. He was just kept in a honeypot, so pampered.

But He Yuzhu knew that Liu Haizhong's abnormal tutoring style eventually caused the eldest son to run away from home, and the second and third sons also moved away from the home when they grew up.

In the end, only the old couple Liu Haizhong were left in their family, helpless.

He Yuzhu took his sister and pushed the bicycle into the front yard.

Yan Bugui greeted He Yuzhu habitually.

"Zhuzi, are you back from get off work?"

"Yes, Uncle Shen is back."

He Yuzhu responded and pushed the bicycle to leave.

But he was stopped by Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui said with a smile: "Zhuzi, it turns out that the job quota has always been in your hands. Why didn't you tell Uncle San? You said there are so many unemployed young people in our compound, how could you? Are you giving such a precious job quota to an outsider?"

He Yuzhu raised his head and glanced at Yan Bugui. This Yan Laoxi was clearly looking for trouble.

"Uncle San, what you said is wrong."

"As the saying goes: once a teacher, always a father. My master Zhao Shanhe taught me how to cook, and I have the ability to settle down and make a living.

"My master treats me with great kindness. His son is my biological brother. Is there anything wrong in giving my brother a job quota?"

"Then it must be given. What? Shouldn't I give it to my junior brother? Should I give it to you? You and I are not relatives, so why should I give it to you?"

What He Yuzhu said was reasonable and well-founded, and his few words made Yan Bugui blush until his neck became thick.

Yan Bugui also wanted to say a few knowledgeable words to teach He Yuzhu a lesson.

But He Yuzhu pushed his bicycle into the middle courtyard.

I won’t accompany you!

Yan Bugui was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"You stupid Zhu, you are so shameless, huh! Let's see."

When He Yuzhu walked away, Yan Bugui glanced at He Yuzhu behind him.

"You are very good at the steel rolling mill. I, Yanbu Gui, can't take care of you, but your sister is in Suihongxing Primary School.

Yan Bugui suddenly had an idea in his mind.

When He Yuzhu returned home, he asked his sister to take a shower and then sent her to bed.

He was taking a shower when it suddenly started raining heavily outside.

Hula la la...

The rain is getting heavier.

After He Yuzhu took a shower, he quickly closed the window.

He opened the umbrella again, went to the next room, and helped Yu Yu close all the doors and windows of the room.

A cold autumn rain.

After autumn, the rain continues and the autumn wind is bleak.

He Yuzhu put away his umbrella, returned to the room, and couldn't help but sneeze twice.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Yan Bugui had just closed the door and was about to go back to the house to sleep when he was suddenly called back by another knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"I am from the street office, Lao Wang."

Upon hearing that it was Director Wang from the sub-district office, Yan Bugui immediately ran over to open the door.

"Director Wang, is it really you? It's raining this late at night, why are you here in our compound?

Yan Bugui accompanied him and carefully asked the black-faced god.

"Something happened to Jia Dongxu. The Nanjiao Quarry called the sub-district office. I happen to be on duty at the sub-district office. I have to let the Jia family know."

Director Wang walked in from outside wearing a raincoat and went straight to the middle courtyard.

"What? Something happened to Jia Dongxu? He was stoned to death, right?"

Yan Bugui said to himself in shock.

"Lao Yan, what are you doing here talking all alone? If you don't hurry into the house, I'll make you soaked in water."

The third aunt was at the window, calling her gentlemen to come into the house quickly.

"Director Wang came just now and said that the quarry called and said something happened to Jia Dongxu.

Yan Bugui approached the window without entering the house, and said to the third aunt in excitement.

"What? Something happened to Jia Dongxu? Is he dead?"

It's true that two kinds of people can't sleep under the same bed. The third aunt's first reaction after hearing the news was the same as Yan Bugui's.

"I don't know. It's probably serious. If you call the street office late at night, it's probably not a big deal."

Before Yan Bugui finished speaking, Jia Zhang's howling like a pig was suddenly heard from the middle courtyard.

"Dongxu! My son! You died so miserably, how can I, your mother, live in the future?!"

Jia Zhang's roaring voice was particularly annoying on a rainy night.

Neighbors stuck their heads out one after another, or looked at Jia's house from the window.

"What's going on? Why is Mrs. Jia Zhang crying again?"

"It sounds like Jia Dongxu is dead. This time it's not a fake mourning, this time it's a real mourning.

"I knew for a long time that Jia Dongxu went to the quarry. Don't expect to come back alive. I didn't expect to die so early.

"4. It's just a pity that Qin Huairu became a widow at such a young age."

Isn't that right? Jia Dongxu does a lot of harm to others.

The neighbors were talking about everything in the rainy night.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang cried and howled, and suddenly her voice stopped abruptly, like a duck being pinched by its neck.

"What? Director Wang, are you saying that I, Jia Dongxu, am not dead? He just let a stone break a toe?"

"My God! You scare me to death.

“Thank God, my Dongxu is safe and well.

"Just now, I was almost scared to death."

Jia Zhang was so happy for the rest of her life that she didn't even have time to wipe the tears on her fat face, and she burst into laughter instead of crying.

Qin Huairu was also in a mood as if she had been on a roller coaster, and she was almost paralyzed by fear.

If Jia Dongxu died, she would become a widow.

She was still so young and had a child. She didn't want to be a widow. She didn't want to be widowed by Jia Dongxu at such a young age.

"I'm talking about Jia Zhang, you are serious, can't you just listen to what I have to say?"

"I just said that something happened to your Dongxu family, and before I could finish my words, you started crying and howling.

"It's so late at night and you're always scaring me when you cry. What if you scare the elderly in the yard or the children next door?

"I severely criticize you for crying and howling before you understand the truth of the matter. If I find you crying again next time, I will punish you by cleaning public toilets for a month.