Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"Your high-quality work and approachable work style have left a deep impression on me."

"I have told my sister Yuyu more than once that under the leadership of Principal Yan, our Red Star Primary School will definitely make further progress and will definitely surpass those experimental primary schools in the future."

As for commercial flattery, He Yuzhu is very good at it.

For the sake of his sister, He Yuzhu would not hesitate to spend more time with him in order to receive more attention from Principal Yan in school.

Principal Yan was elated, and he felt a little carried away by He Yuzhu's compliment.

"Master He, you are a true and kind-hearted person. You are truly an excellent and good brother."

"It is because of the words and deeds of your good brother that Yuyu is able to excel both in character and study in our school, and now he is a classmate of theirs."

As monitor, I know all about this. "

People who can become principals do have two skills, and their ability to promote each other in business is as good as that of He Yuzhu. .

After the two exchanged some pleasantries, Director Yan asked about the business. He asked He Yuzhu about the death of Yanbu Gui's son. He Yuzhu's face straightened, and he objectively told Principal Yan the whole story of yesterday afternoon's announcement by the street office.

After hearing this, Principal Yan gritted his teeth with hatred for Yan Bugui's damn son.

"This Yan Jiecheng is really hated by others."

"You are so young and you get lustful after drinking. He deserves to drink to death."

"I just felt sorry for the innocent female neighbor. Yan Jiecheng did this, even his life was lost, and he also defiled his female neighbor.

reputation. "

"It would be a shame for that guy to die!"

Principal Yan looked upright and gnashed his teeth and scolded Yan Bugui's son.

As for what he was thinking? He Yuzhu didn't know.

But one thing is certain, that is, Yan Bugui's life in school will be even more difficult in the future.

He Yuzhu was happy to see the success and sent blessings to Teacher Yan from afar.

"He Yuzhu, are you back from get off work? Go home and make dinner quickly. After dinner, we will have a hospital-wide meeting."

As soon as He Yuzhu returned to the gate of the courtyard carrying Yuyu, he saw Liu Haizhong coming up to him with a big belly and told him that he was going to hold a hospital-wide meeting. "Second uncle, what's going on? Didn't there just be a meeting in our compound yesterday afternoon?"

"Why is it opening again today?"

He Yuzhu asked with a curious smile.

"Oh, don't mention it. What kind of thing is Lao Yan doing?"

"He actually borrowed Lao Cui's tricycle from next door early in the morning and ran to the hospital morgue to pick up the body."

"Old Cui's son Xiao Cui found out about this, and Xiao Cui chased him directly to the hospital morgue on his bicycle."

"It was only a matter of seconds before Yan Jiecheng's body was loaded onto a tricycle."

"Xiao Cui went up and scolded Yan Bugui and his wife, and then asked someone to ride the tricycle back."

"Tonight, we will have a meeting in the courtyard to discuss this matter."

"We want to severely criticize Lao Yan. Really, if he does this, Lao Cui will never lend a tricycle to our neighbors in the compound again."

"Lao Yan is so careless in handling this matter, it's just nonsense!"

Liu Haizhong lowered his voice and said to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was happy.

It turns out that a hospital-wide meeting was held because of this matter.

Then this conference must be held.

When the time comes, all the neighbors in the hospital will criticize Yan Bugui and his wife.

"Come on, uncle, I understand. I'll make dinner as soon as I get home."

"After we have eaten, let's criticize Yan Bugui together."

He Yuzhu responded happily to Liu Haizhong.

Pushing the bicycle and carrying the rainwater into the compound.

In the front yard, Lao Yan's house closed the door tightly.

The family was either sitting or standing, looking at each other in silence.

All looked gloomy.

"It's Silly Zhu! It must be Silly Zhu who ran to report the letter to Xiao Cui! He must be the one causing trouble behind."

Yan Bugui gritted his teeth as he looked at the figures of He Yuzhu and his sister from the "410 Office" through the window.

"Si Zhu, why is he so hated?"

"We are just trying to save some money and give him a good burial."

"But he was so wicked that he went to report to Xiao Cui, which cost us several dollars to hire a hearse!"

Aunt Shen started to cry as she talked.

Early this morning, she sat on a tricycle and let Yan Bugui pull her straight to the hospital morgue.

I showed my ID card, the death certificate issued on the street, and some other procedures.

Finally entering the morgue, she finally saw her son's body.

Before Jia Zhang could even cry, she and Yan Bugui carried Yan Jiecheng's body out of the morgue and were about to load it onto a tricycle.

At this time, Lao Cui's son Xiao Cui arrived in a hurry.

Xiao Cui pointed at Yan Bugui and his wife's noses and cursed.

The scolding was so fierce.

Aunt Shen was scolded and cried.

Even the staff at the morgue were alarmed.

When the staff came out to inquire about the situation, they learned that the Yan Bugui couple had borrowed someone else's tricycle. Without informing them, they went to the morgue to pick up the body.

The staff at the morgue despised Yan Bugui and his wife.

After scolding Yan Bugui and his wife, Xiao Cui found an acquaintance in the hospital and asked someone to help him ride his tricycle back.

Yan Bugui and his wife were dumbfounded on the spot.

What can we do?

The couple came up with the crooked idea of ​​tricking the tricycle driver outside into helping them take Yan Jiecheng's body to the crematorium.

But that tricycle master is in this line of work.

As soon as Yan Bugui and his wife raised their tails, people knew what they were going to do.

There was no one to take over the work of the two of them.

In desperation, the couple had no choice but to seek help from the staff responsible for guarding the morgue.

The staff member was waiting for them to ask for help, so they made a call on the spot using the phone on the wall.

Soon.

A semi-old hearse drove over.

When Yan Bugui asked about the price of hiring a hearse, the driver told him two yuan.

Yanbu Guihao was not frightened to death.

What a robbery!

He bargained with the hearse driver.

As a result, the driver turned around and left.

As he said, after driving a hearse for half his life, this was the first time he met someone who bargained with him.

If you can't afford to die, don't die. Don't waste other people's efforts.

These words were so suspenseful that they didn't make Yan Bugui angry to death.

He secretly borrowed Lao Cui's tricycle early in the morning in order to save money.

But now it looks like I won’t be able to save even a penny!

You can't just let their boss stand with his body outside the morgue, right?

In the end, Yan Bugui gritted his teeth, paid two yuan, and the couple moved Yan Jiecheng's body into the hearse.

Then, I paid 50 cents for cremation at the crematorium.

After the cremation, the couple waited for Yan Jiecheng's ashes to cool down and quickly put them into chicken skin bags.