Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"Second uncle, please, just let our family be the best."

Qin Huairu hurried to the backyard and came to Liu Haizhong's house. With a pop, she knelt down directly to Liu Haizhong.

With tears streaming down her face, she begged Liu Haizhong to save her son.

Liu Haizhong was happily drinking some wine, eating scrambled eggs and a plate of peanuts.

Qin Huairu burst in unexpectedly and knelt down suddenly.

Bangzhong was startled.

"Qin Huairu, what's going on? Get up quickly."

Before Liu Haizhong could take action, the second aunt had already walked over quickly and reached out to help Qin Huairu up from the ground.

"Second uncle, my son Banggen was too naughty. He climbed a tree and accidentally fell down and broke his arm."

"Please save my son. You are the man in charge of our compound, and only you can save my son."

Qin Huairu burst into tears and cried into her bangs.

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he was secretly happy.

Hey, Qin Huairu is so right, am I not the only one in charge in the compound?

Lao Yi and Lao Yan's status as stewards were revealed.

I, Lao Liu, am now in the compound, like a scorpion shitting myself - I am the only one in charge.

"Okay, Qin Huairu, I understand this."

"I'm going to call someone to accompany you to take your son Bangge to the hospital."

Liu Haizhong said without thinking.

Qin Huairu shook his head repeatedly and said with a troubled face: "Second uncle, can you not send my son to the hospital? How much will it cost to go to the hospital? Our Dongxu's body is not cold, and our family doesn't even have a well-established man. , my family really has no money.”

Liu Haizhong took a deep look at her and said to himself: "Your family doesn't have any money? After Jia Dongxu died, the scrap collection station gave you a large pension. You also blackmailed Yi Zhonghai for a thousand yuan. Money. Who doesn’t know that your family is the richest? Why do you still leave me here to cry about poverty?”

The second aunt snorted secretly and sneered in her heart: "The Jia family is so pitiful. They are used to living in poverty. Now that they have a lot of money, they don't know how to spend it. They can only deposit it in the bank."

"But don't you look at what's happening now? Your son broke his arm, and you are still reluctant to spend money to send him to the hospital for treatment. If your son's arm is delayed in treatment and becomes disabled in the future, you The family will have fun.”

Liu Haizhong looked at Qin Huairu and really didn't want to take money out.

He suddenly thought of someone.

He said to Qin Huairu: "By the way, He Yuzhu knows medical skills. Back then, Yi Hope, the child adopted by Aunt Yi, suddenly suffered from epilepsy. Wasn't it He Yuzhu who cured him? Qin Huairu, since you don't want your son to be sent to the hospital, Why don't you ask He Yuzhu to save your son?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Qin Huairu's eyes widened and shone brightly.

Why didn't she think of it just now?

However, it would definitely not be possible for her to go to He Yuzhu to ask for this matter.

He Yuzhu had a grudge against his family.

When her husband Jia Dongxu was alive, he reported on He Yuzhu more than once.

But in the end, despite repeated reports, nothing happened to He Yuzhu.

Not only did her husband lose his job and the steel rolling mill was dismissed, he was also sent to a labor camp in the quarry.

Today, her son broke his arm, making her shameless and ran to beg He Yuzhu for her son.

Qin Huairu couldn't lose face, couldn't pull off that face.

...............

"Second uncle, I have to ask you to come forward and accompany me to ask He Yuzhu to heal my son's broken arm."

Qin Huairu was pitiful and pleading with her bangs.

He has a lot of chauvinism in his bangs, and he just sticks to this.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you for a walk. I'm the one in charge of our compound."

The two left the backyard, came to the middle courtyard, and knocked on the door of He Daqing's house.

"Who is it?"

He Daqing was happily drinking wine and eating dumplings with his son.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and He Daqing felt a little unhappy.

"Uncle He, it's me, Qin Huairu."

Qin Huairu stood outside the door and said in a low voice.

Liu Haizhong, with a big belly, said loudly: "Lao He, open the door quickly, let your son come out, and treat Qin Huairu's son's arm. Qin Huairu's son climbed up and combed the comb, accidentally fell down, and broke his arm. Let Come out and get your son treated."

He Yuzhu frowned and looked at his father.

He Daqing asked: "Zhuzhu, will you treat him?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said: "Dad, I have read a few Chinese medicine books and know a little about acupuncture and pulse checking. Banggeng broke his arm. It is a hard injury and he must be sent to the hospital. The doctor must set his bones. You have to put on a cast. I really can’t cure this kind of injury.”

He Daqing nodded, and Dasheng rushed to the door and said: "Old Liu, I'm sorry, my son said that Banggeng broke his arm. He had a hard injury and could only be sent to the hospital for treatment. The doctor had to set Banggeng's bone. , put on a plaster. This kind of hard injury cannot be cured by my son."

Outside the door, Liu Haizhong and Qin Huairu looked at each other.

Qin Huairu let out a loud cry and cried loudly.

"Okay, Qin Huairu, stop crying."

"He Yuzhu has made it very clear. He studied traditional Chinese medicine and can treat injuries with acupuncture. But your son broke his arm. It was a hard injury and he must be sent to the hospital immediately."

Liu Haizhong looked at Qin Huairu, who was crying, and said angrily: "Qin Huairu, you don't want your son to become a disabled person because of his broken arm, right?"

Qin Huairu was startled.

Just now, she was only thinking about how to save money and how to heal her son's arm without sending her son to the hospital.

Now, with a sudden reminder from Liu Haizhong, Qin Huairu woke up from a dream.

Yes, her son is the only man in the Jia family.

From now on, their family will still point to the stick stalk, marry a wife, have children, spread branches and leaves, and continue the family lineage.

If her son is a good boy and becomes a cripple because he broke his arm this time, then he won't even be able to get a wife from "Four Zero Three" in the future.

Why was she confused just now?

If her son breaks his arm and is not treated in time, and becomes disabled, then no matter how much money their family saves in the bank, it will be of no use?

"Second uncle, please save my son Banggeng."

"I was really anxious just now. If I feel sick, I need to seek medical attention. Please send someone to take my son to the hospital quickly."

After Qin Huairu realized what she was doing, she held the rough hands in her bangs and begged.

What struck Liu Haizhong was Qin Huairu's words.

He waved his hand and greeted loudly: "You guys in the courtyard, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, and my sons Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, come here quickly."