Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

After teaching Chen Xueru how to steam steamed buns, He Yuzhu taught Chen Xueru how to roll the dough and make dumplings step by step.

Learn now and put it to use. Just in time to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, Chen Xueru’s dumpling-making skills learned came in handy on the spot.

On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the steel rolling mill took the annual holiday.

That afternoon, He Yuzhu took his wife and Yuyu to pick up He Daqing and He Daqing's follower White Widow at the train station.

Just like the last time He Yuzhu got married, he found a tricycle for the two of them and asked the tricycle master to drive He Daqing and Widow Bai straight to the street outside Qianmen.

Halfway through, He Yuzhu suddenly heard someone coming. He asked He Daqing: "Dad, in the generation above you, does my grandfather have any brothers or sisters? Or how many wives has my grandfather had?"

Hearing his son's question, He Daqing was a little confused.

"Your grandpa has many brothers and sisters, but in the past few years there have been wars and famines. Your grandpa and his brothers and sisters either starved to death or died in the wars."

"How many wives did your grandfather have? I know of several. Your grandmother belonged to the big family and gave birth to me alone. Your grandmother died in the war when I was a teenager."

"Later, after your grandfather came to Kyoto, he renewed his relationship, married a woman from the Cai family, and gave birth to a child. Soon after the child was born, the woman was said to have contracted tuberculosis and died early."

"Strictly speaking, your father and I have a half-brother. You should call him uncle, but maybe your little uncle died in the war a few years ago."

"In the past few years, what was the world like? Years of wars, famines, floods, plagues..."

"Oh, we can only survive, thank God."

"In the war-torn times, human lives were like a piece of grass. It was so miserable and pitiful."

He Daqing felt a little sad when he mentioned the past.

"Okay, Dad, stop being sentimental."

"Now is a new flower planting and a new society. Our lives will get better and better in the future. We have to look forward."

"By the way, Dad, the reason why I ask you this question is because some time ago, I met a man who looked like you on the street outside Qianmen.

A very similar person. "

"You don't know how much that person looks like you. It's as if that person was printed from the same mold as you. That's called a resemblance."

"Besides, that person's surname is Cai, and his name is Cai Quanwu."

"Just now, I heard you say that maybe you and Cai Quanwu are really half-brothers."

He Yuzhu said happily while riding his bicycle.

He already had an idea in his mind at this moment.

It seemed possible that Cai Quanwu was his father's half-brother.

"What? Zhuzi, are you telling the truth?"

"Have you really met my half-brother?"

He Daqing suddenly became excited.

After hearing what his son said just now, He Daqing couldn't sit still.

He now urgently wants to know whether what He Yuzhu said is true?

"Dad, please don't get excited."

"When we get to the street outside Qianmen, I'll have Cai Quanwu found."

"When you two meet, you will know whether what I said is true..."

He Yuzhu smiled calmly.

"That's daring."

"Zhuzi, if you really help me find my half-brother."

"I...I just..."

He Daqing was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"You're not going back to Baoding, are you?"

He Yuzhu continued cheerfully.

The White Widow was frightened.

What she was most worried about was that He Daqing would not return to Baoding with her.

This is not possible!

She secretly reached out and pinched He Daqing's arm hard.

He Daqing frowned in pain.

He also reacted immediately.

"Hey, Zhuzi, you are joking."

"If I don't return to Baoding, how will your Aunt Bai and his family live? Let's not talk about this."

"Let's continue talking about my half-brother."

"Zhuzi, when you get to the street outside Qianmen, you must come to him quickly and let us meet."

"You don't know, I have never met my half-brother. I only know him."

Along the way, He Daqing was talking about his half-brother with great joy.

In the biting cold wind, He Yuzhu and his party finally arrived at Master Pian'er's ancestral home, which is the courtyard where He Yuzhu and Chen Xueru now live.

He Daqing and Widow White got off the tricycle. He Daqing impatiently urged He Yuzhu to find his half-brother.

He Yuzhu paid the fare and was about to say something when the tricycle master spoke.

"I know the Cai Quanwu you are talking about. If you want to find him, I can help you call him over now."

He Yuzhu took a serious look at the tricycle master, nodded and said with a smile: "That's great, master. I'm sorry to trouble you. Please go and call Cai Quanwu over now."

With that said, He Yu plunger gave the tricycle master a pack of cigarettes.

The tricycle master was not polite, put away the cigarette, and pedaled away quickly on the tricycle.

He Yuzhu and his wife took He Daqing and Widow Bai into the courtyard.

The last time He Daqing came, the front yard was still empty, so He Yuzhu arranged for him and Widow White to live in the front yard.

But this time, the front yard was already overcrowded.

The two families, Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong, are busy preparing New Year's goods.

Seeing that senior brother He Yuzhu was back, Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong came up with their families to greet him warmly.

After learning that the middle-aged man following his senior brother He Yuzhu was He Yuzhu's father He Daqing.

Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong quickly called them "Uncle Master".

This title is correct.

He Daqing and Zhao Shanhe were brothers, and He Daqing was slightly older than Zhao Shanhe.

Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong called him "Uncle", which was fine.

Next, when He Daqing learned that his two cheap apprentice nephews were now working in the canteen of the steel rolling mill because of his son's relationship in 2.9.

He Daqing couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

When he left Kyoto more than a year ago.

His son He Yuzhu is still a stupid young man.

But now, his son has become a popular figure in the eyes of the leaders of the steel rolling mill. He has also married such a beautiful woman as his wife, and even received a dowry from the woman in such a large courtyard house.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, He Daqing would have thought that he was dreaming.

When he came back this time, He Yuzhu arranged for He Daqing and Widow Bai to live in the west wing of the middle courtyard.

The north wing is his and Chen Xueru's room, and the east wing has been rented to Dalong and will move here after the Chinese New Year.

The west wing room was prepared by He Yuzhu for his junior brother Er Hu. This time, He Daqing and Widow Bai were temporarily accommodated.