Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Even though I have my wet nurse accompanying me every day.

And her man, He Yuzhu, comes to see her every now and then.

The two also had a love child.

But after all, I am far away from my family, and this feeling of longing cannot be eliminated, let alone let go.

"Xiao'e, don't cry."

"You should be happy."

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law live a very good life on Hong Kong Island and their business is booming."

"Brother-in-law has been able to establish a family and support the family."

"Second uncle is no longer as naughty as before and has become a lot more sensible."

"Before I left Hong Kong Island, my second uncle and eldest uncle, as well as my father-in-law and mother-in-law, took me directly to the pier and watched me get on the ferry."

"Really, Xiao'e, my father-in-law and mother-in-law are all very good."

"Not only did they ask me to bring you some gifts, they also asked me to bring you some photos."

With that said, He Yuzhu opened the zipper of his handbag.

From the compartment of the handbag, he took out more than ten color photos.

These photos include photos of Lou Zhenhua and his wife, and photos of Lou Yufeng and his wife.

There are also photos of Lou Jiangchuan and his two daughters.

There are also photos of the Lou family and Lin Yu.

Lou Xiao'e picked up the photos and looked through them one by one, unable to put them down.

The mood that had just stabilized was a little excited again.

Tears welled up in my eyes, barely able to fall.

"Great."

"Zhuzhu, thank you for visiting my parents, sister-in-law and brother for me."

"Now, knowing that they are all safe, I feel completely relieved."

Lou Xiao'e's eyes were filled with emotion and she spoke to He Yuzhu affectionately.

He Yuzhu waved his hand.

"Look what are you talking about?"

"We are a family, and a family does not speak the same language."

"Stop crying now. Crying to your heart's content is not good for your health."

He Yuzhu raised his hand and wiped away Lou Xiao'e's tears, finally comforting her. .

"Mr. He, thank you for your hard work. Please have tea."

Sister-in-law Wu smiled and handed over a cup of jasmine tea.

The spring in Sijiu City is extremely short and extremely dry.

In the northern grasslands, vegetation has not yet grown.

A cold wind comes from Siberia.

All the way south, it carried wind and sand, bringing a large number of sandstorms.

Just like today, it's another sandstorm.

He Daqing took his wife Wang Cuihua, left the Qianmen Street Canteen, and rode his bicycle back to Luogu Lane.

Today, He Daqing came back an hour earlier than usual.

After returning home, he also cooked and asked Cuihua to cook.

He took a newspaper himself, came to the entrance of the compound, sat at the door, and read the newspaper in a decent manner.

"Lao He, did you come back so early today?"

Yan Bugui came back and greeted He Daqing with a smile.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll come back first."

He Daqing looked up at him and responded.

Yan Bugui was a little curious.

How could Lao He, a cook, read the newspaper if he didn't read the recipes?

By the way, Lao He said he was in a good mood today, so he came back first?

Why is Lao He in such a good mood?

Look at him, reading the newspaper and being so happy.

He had a big catfish mouth and was grinning so much that it reached the back of his head.

"Hey, Lao He, why are you so happy?"

"Tell me and let me be happy for you."

Yan Bugui came forward with a smile, full of curiosity.

"It's nothing. It's just our pillar, and it's in the newspaper again."

"Look at this report. Our Zhuzi was on the train. He acted bravely, captured a thief, and helped a young woman get her wallet back."

"Hey, tell me, our Zhuzi, why is he so promising?"

He Daqing was very proud, pointing to the newspaper report and showing off to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui: "..."

Yan Bugui felt that he was short of words.

What the hell is this picture of?

He took the initiative to send it to his door and was beaten by He Daqing.

Yanbu's heart is as small as the eye of a needle.

He holds a grudge.

A few years ago, he deliberately gave He Yuyu small shoes to wear in school.

But in the end, He Yuzhu was reported to the personnel department of the steel rolling mill, and the principal became furious.

He immediately stopped Yan Bugui's class and made him suffer for a long time.

This incident has always been regarded as a great shame and humiliation by Yan Bugui!

What he hated most was that He Yuzhu was getting better.

He hoped from the bottom of his heart that He Yuzhu would be unlucky.

Bad luck!

But He Yuzhu seemed to have just gotten lucky.

Not only did he become the canteen monitor of the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant, he also developed so many inventions and was published in newspapers from time to time.

Yan Bugui was so angry.

Especially now, He Daqing showed off in front of him that his son Silly Zhu was in the newspaper again.

This made Yan Bugui feel extremely crazy.

"Hey, Lao He, congratulations."

Yan Bugui squeezed out an ugly smile on his thin face and thanked He Daqing.

He Daqing was in a good mood.

He smiled at Yan Bugui and said, "Old Yan, the reason why our pillar is where we are today, I still want to thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

Yan Bugui was confused.

"Thank you for taking special care of our Zhuzi during the years when I was away from Sijiu City."

"It is precisely because of you, the third uncle, that you have trained our pillars so that our pillars are so promising."

He Daqing explained with a smile.

Yan Bugui: "..."

He knew that He Daqing, that old bastard, must have failed to hold his shit back.

Just now you slapped me with a newspaper. You still feel unsatisfied, do you?

Do you still want to make sarcastic remarks to me?

Yan Bugui was anxious and angry, but it was hard to get angry.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai came back from get off work.

Another tiring day.

Yi Zhonghai had finished his labor camp at Nanshan Quarry due to the gun hiding incident. After he was released, he was favored by Factory Director Yang and recruited him to return to the steel rolling mill.

It's a pity that Lao Yi gave him a chance, but he didn't use it.

Because of the incident of stealing screw caps from the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai was kicked out of the steel rolling mill again.

I had to go back to the machine repair shop and the scrap warehouse to continue picking up scrap parts.

"Lao Yi, are you off work?"

He Daqing sat at the gate and greeted Yi Zhonghai cheerfully.

Today's Yi Zhonghai has long lost the high-spiritedness he once had.

His whole face was full of sorrow, and he was almost losing weight.

Even after washing my hands, I put on clean clothes before leaving get off work.

But a pair of hands full of black oil and a sense of desolation on his body could be noticed even from a distance.

"Yeah, it's time to get off work."

"Lao He, why did you come back so early today?"

Yi Zhonghai greeted He Daqing with a smile.

However, his smile caused wrinkles all over his face.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I came back early."

He Daqing explained happily.

Then, he looked down at the newspaper and then looked up at Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

Here it comes, here it comes again.

He Daqing, that old bastard, just used this move to slap him in the face.