Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Watching He Yuzhu's leaving figure, Tailor Wang touched his swollen eyes, hey, and murmured: "What did you say just now that Dazhu is a rough man who gets into fights when he doesn't agree? This is quite careful. He is also a puppet, he is such a considerate and good boy.”

When He Yuzhu entered the house, he closed the door, lit a shining oil lamp, and started weaving.

Although he can't do needlework, he is still a carpenter, and the same goes for needlework. As long as he doesn't prick his fingers, he can do it.

After Jia Dongxu had dinner at Yi Zhonghai's house, he did not go back immediately. Instead, he quietly walked to the window of Fool's house and peeked inside secretly.

When Jia Dongxu saw it, he was stunned.

"What is Silly Zhu doing? He has been doing carpentry since he got off work these past two days, but tonight he is doing sewing."

"Something's wrong! There must be something fishy in this."

Jia Dongxu's first thought was that He Yuzhu was doing needlework. Would he sew these letters and send them to others quietly in some special way?

Yes, this is it!

Silly Zhu, I finally caught you!

You will spend the rest of your life in jail!

"Brother, is this really a doll you made by yourself? It's so beautiful!"

Yu Yu tightly hugged the doll that his brother spent all night sewing for himself. He was extremely excited, and his little face was full of joy.

After finishing my homework and reading for a while, I was so tired that I didn't even notice the time, so I entered my brother's room and saw him sewing.

She leaned over and saw that it was her brother sewing a doll.

He Yuzhu just finished his work. He bit off the thread, put away the needle, and then handed the newly made puppet to He Yuzhu.

"Yes, yes, Yu'er, this is the rabbit doll I sewed for you. Don't you love rabbits very much? I will help you make a big rabbit so that you can sleep with it in your arms instead of just a piece of it. Cold, hard wood.”

He Yuzhu was very happy when he saw that Yu'er loved the dolls he knitted so much. As Yu'er's brother and her only relative, all he could do was use his emotions to express his love for Yu'er. favorite.

"Brother, you are so good, I will try my best."

He Yuyu held the rag doll and jumped up and down excitedly, as if he was possessed by a little white rabbit. He was so happy.

He Yuzhu sent his sister to another room, picked up the embroidery needle and thread, and lay down on his bed.

On the second day, after He Yuzhu got up, he registered as usual.

He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously and directly collected these things into the system space.

After tidying up, I started to prepare the food. When the food was ready, I called Yu Yu over.

The brother and sister walked out, and many people in the yard were still sleeping.

Because it was a weekend and the steel factory was not open, most of the neighbors in the yard were working in the steel factory and could finally take a break.

Jia Dongxu stayed up all night. Every time he got up, he would look up at He Yuzhu's house.

Jia Dongxu watched it from beginning to end. He even saw He Yuyu holding a tattered doll and jumping up and down, looking very happy.

Although Jia Dongxu said he disliked the doll made by He Yuzhu, he was still very envious in his heart. He wanted to make such a big doll for his son so that he could hold it in his arms and feel at ease. Go to sleep.

But there was no cloth or cotton at home, and it would cost a lot of money to buy it.

For a big family like the Jia family, cloth and cotton are a luxury.

"I must find a suitable opportunity to steal He Yuyu's rag doll back and open it to see if I can find any trace of stupid Zhu colluding with the enemy. If there is any trace of stupid Zhu colluding with the enemy, if there is, hum, stupid Zhu, you will be dead. If If not, then let me help you make some puppets to make Banggeng happy."

Although the neighbors were all thinking about He Yuzhu's room and bed, Jia Dongxu couldn't forget the rag doll made by He Yuzhu himself.

If Yi Zhonghai heard these words, he would definitely curse him and say he was not living up to expectations.

"Master's wife."

He Yuzhu walked into Zhao Shanhe's home with a bag containing fried dough sticks.

"Dazhu, are you here?"

The master went out early in the morning, and his wife was preparing meals for the three children. When she saw He Yuzhu bringing his little sister and youtiao, she smiled happily.

Every time he comes, he brings some gifts.

"I happened to pass by a restaurant in Luogu Lane. I saw that the fried dough sticks made by that small restaurant were pretty good, so I took them back for my little brothers and sisters to eat."

He Yuzhu looked like an elder brother and his words pleased his wife. He casually stuffed a fried dough stick into Sanya's hand.

The third girl thanked her, then walked in holding a fried dough stick in one hand and holding Yuyu in the other hand.

The two girls, who are about the same age, have known each other very well for a long time.

"Madam, I'll leave this to you. I'll pick her up in the afternoon. If she doesn't obey, slap her on the butt and treat her as your own daughter."

He Yuzhu's words were very convincing, and Ma Dongmei's wife liked them very much.

"Dazhu, just go, don't worry, this rainwater is at my house. If your junior brother and junior sister dare to bully her, I will beat their butts to pieces."

After talking to his master's wife for a while, He Yuzhu rode out of the master's house and walked to his superior's home.

"Oh, why did I forget to mention this? Look at my head, oh, I have to remember it when the pillar comes to catch the rain later."

Ma Dongmei stamped her feet in annoyance, turned around and walked into the house to prepare meals.

Looking at the two sleeping children, Ma Dongmei felt agitated.

"Dalong, Erhu, you two, get up quickly!"

"Look at you! You've all become lazy pigs."

"Look at Zhu Zhu, he is about the same age as you, but he is already a chef at the steel rolling mill. He takes his sister to school alone, and he is also a very good chatter."

"If you could be half as good as him, I'd be happy."

"Get up, get up!"

When Ma Dongmei saw the two little bastards still lying on the bed, she was so angry that she beat them with a broom.

The dragon and the tiger were frightened, and they quickly jumped out of bed, wiping their tears and muttering.

"Mom, it's weekend now, let's have a good rest."

"That's right, mother, do you think everyone is a pillar? His mother died quickly and father is not here, so he has to take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of Yu'er. We can't compare with him."

Seeing the two children talking back, Ma Dongmei became even more angry.

"So what? Do you want me to die too? Do you want your father to go out and marry a widow, and then go out with her, so that you can support the family?"