Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"Although my dad often lends his tricycle to the neighbors in your compound, my dad also knows that if he doesn't lend it to them, they might create some rumors behind my dad's back."

"Anyway, I assembled that tricycle for him out of discarded materials. It's not worth much."

"If your neighbors in the compound want to borrow it, just lend it to them."

"It saves them from talking bad about my dad behind my back."

"But Master He is different from them."

"My dad has the utmost respect for you, Master He."

"My dad also said that in ancient times, Master He, you were an unparalleled national scholar, a capable person who could help Guojia develop vigorously."

"A great talent like you must take good care of yourself."

Xiao Cui showed admiration and said to He Yuzhu seriously.

In fact, he left half a sentence behind and was too embarrassed to say it out.

He also wanted to tell He Yuzhu to protect himself and not to be harmed by those sinister neighbors in the compound.

"Thank you, Master Xiao Cui."

"Thank you, Mr. Cui, for me."

"I will protect myself well."

Lin Yu solemnly thanked Xiao Cui.

The two chatted for a few more words, then parted ways, each going his own way.

He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle on the street, but he was thinking about it.

It seems that that old guy Yi Zhonghai is still evil and is deliberately plotting to take revenge on me.

I'm not sure where he heard the news, so he went to Luoguxiang South Street to investigate the White Widow, and by the way, my dad also found out about it.

Once he investigates clearly and my dad finds someone to falsify the ingredients of our family, this old boy will definitely go and report me.

By then, not only my dad and I, but also the rainwater will be unable to bear the burden of walking around.

What a great move to get rid of the firewood!

It must have been the deaf old lady who revealed the news to him.

This damn old beggar is not a good person either!

While He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle, he was thinking quickly about countermeasures in his mind.

at the same time.

Yi Zhonghai appeared in Luoguxiang South Street again, found several aunties, and began to ask about the White Widow again.

There was an elderly lady next to him. The old lady was about the same age as the deaf old lady, or even a few years older.

The target of Yi Zhonghai's trip was this old lady.

"Mrs. Wu, you are the oldest person on our street, right?"

Yi Zhonghai smiled and complimented the old lady.

The old lady heard his words this time and couldn't help laughing.

This smile exposed the gums with missing front teeth.

The old lady has few teeth left in her mouth.

His speech was breathless and unclear.

"Of course...except for me, there is only one deaf old lady in your compound in the entire Luogu Lane. She is the oldest."

"But, Xiao Yi, let me tell you one thing. That old deaf lady in your compound is not really deaf, she is really good at pretending to be deaf."

"It's not like me, I'm really deaf."

Mrs. Wu said to Yi Zhonghai with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai was quite speechless.

You are really deaf, how can you hear what I say?

I think you and the deaf old lady both have the same virtue, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Mrs. Wu, as a respected old man on our street, you must know what happened to the He Daqing family, right?"

"He was the former cook in our compound. His name was He Daqing. His father gave him the nickname "He Datou". He was also a cook. "

Yi Zhonghai patiently asked Mrs. Wu with a smile.

Mrs. Wu fell into deep thought.

It seemed like I was remembering something from a long time ago.

She looked at Yi Zhonghai and suddenly smiled.

"Give me a dollar and I'll tell you what you want to know."

Mrs. Wu was not a good person either. She actually threatened Yi Zhonghai and asked Yi Zhonghai for a dollar.

Yi Zhonghai is not stupid either.

"Mrs. Wu, how do I know if what you told me is nonsense?"

"How about this? I will give you fifty cents first, and as long as the information you tell me is useful, I will give you the remaining fifty cents."

Yi Zhonghai started to bargain.

"That's right. Then prick up your ears and listen carefully..."

Mrs. Wu recounted some old stories.

"Wuchao! He Daqing's family turned out to be rich farmers!"

"He Daqing is so audacious. How dare he lie about ingredients?!"

"Your family was originally a rich farmer, but you were turned into a farmhand. There must be a serious problem here!"

"He Daqing, He Yuzhu, if I, Yi Zhonghai, can't kill you this time, I will take your last name!!!"

Yi Zhonghai spent a dollar to get the information he wanted most from Mrs. Wu.

Then, he hurried home.

Along the way, Yi Zhonghai had many thoughts in his mind.

Go report He Daqing now?

But He Daqing was not in Kyoto at all.

But He Daqing and his children are all in Kyoto.

But He Daqing's children have not lived in the compound recently.

Even if he went to the street office to report now, he might not be able to cause any substantial harm to He Yuzhu and He Daqing for a while.

How about waiting until the Chinese New Year or when He Daqing comes back to Beijing to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and then I report him?

This thought was spinning rapidly in Yi Zhonghai's mind.

But Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office obviously takes good care of He Yuzhu. If I went to Director Wang rashly to report He Yuzhu.

Will he make the same mistake as Jia Dongxu before?

Yi Zhonghai knew the story of the boy who cried wolf all too well.

Jia Dongxu reported He Yuzhu three times, but the evidence turned out to be false accusations.

In the end, Jia Dongxu was imprisoned.

He also suffered bad luck and was fired from his job and sent to a machine repair shop to pick up scrap.

Is it possible that I have to go beyond Director Wang and go to the district to report He Daqing and his son?

Even if I really succeed in reporting to the district, what will Director Wang think of me in the future?

There will definitely be some shoes for me to wear.

How to do?

What to do?

Yi Zhonghai's originally high-spirited mood suddenly became very contradictory and entangled.

Reporting on He Daqing and his son must be reported.

But who should be reported to?

When should I report it?

How to report?

Many matters after reporting require long-term consideration.

Yi Zhonghai suppressed the excitement in his heart and the conflict between left and right.

He decided to go home first and think about the matter carefully.

"Hey, Lao Yi, you're back~~?"

Just when Yi Zhonghai was thinking wildly, he had returned to the compound.

He looked up and saw Yan Bugui standing at the door of his house, greeting him with a smile.