Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

After returning to his room, Sha Zhu took out a plate of peanuts and a bottle of wine from the cupboard and sat at the table to eat and drink. After drinking some wine, Sha Zhu went to bed.

The next day, Logistics Director Li Huaide came to the Jia family to express his condolences on behalf of the factory leaders. The third aunt in the front yard, the first aunt in the middle yard, and the second aunt in the back yard all accompanied them into the Jia family.

Director Li first expressed condolences and regret on behalf of the factory for the death of Comrade Jia Dongxu. In view of the sacrifices made by two generations of the Jia family for the steel rolling mill, the factory decided to compensate according to the highest pension for workers. The specific amount to be paid is not convenient to disclose here because there are so many people who need to go to the factory to collect it and you will know.

Then he held Mrs. Jia's hand and comforted her, saying that she didn't need to worry, because there were factories, the government and the country to support her. Patting Qin Huairu's hand, he marveled at how gentle Jia Dongxu's wife was, and with a look of sorrow on his face, he told her to raise the children, the flowers of the motherland, well.

Afterwards, I told the two widows (mainly Qin Huairu) that according to regulations, the factory would arrange a job for the Jia family, and it would depend on whether Qin Huairu would go or whether they had any other arrangements.

Finally, Director Li and the two widows said goodbye and left the Jia family with reluctance.

After get off work in the evening, the three uncles in charge of the courtyard learned about what happened during the day. The third uncle was a teacher and he might be tired or he didn't want to be too involved with the Jia family, so he didn't come.

The first uncle was the one with a short haircut and square face in the hospital. He lived opposite the Jia family and was Jia Dongxu's master. He was very close to the Jia family. He went to the Jia family first to ask about the situation today. The second uncle was a tall and fat middle-aged man who loved to take charge of things. He would never miss any opportunity to show his ability. He also did not go home and went into the Jia family at the same time as the first uncle.

The old man looked at the photo of his apprentice on the table with a sad face. For a moment he seemed to be in a trance, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

The second uncle looked at Qin Huairu and her two children, who were dressed in white and were entertaining guests in the outer room, and asked enthusiastically, "Huairu, I heard from the neighbors that Director Li came here during the day and said that he would pay out the highest level of pensions and arrange a workstation for you?"

Qin Huairu was still missing her husband in her heart and didn't understand what the second master was asking. Mrs. Jia heard it in the inner room and pointed at the second master's nose and said, "Liu Haizhong, why are you asking this? Do you want a share or want it? That was bought by my son with his life, and you are calculating it."

Second uncle Liu Haizhong's face turned red from holding back. "Dongxu's mother, I don't have that idea. I just want to ask if the number I gave is correct and help me to discuss it. Besides, I am the second uncle of this hospital. I am the most fair. How can I have that idea?"

Mrs. Jia curled her lips and said, "Others may not know what kind of person you are in your bangs, but I do. We have lived in the same courtyard for more than ten years, and you are the most fair to your third son. Pah!"

"Ms. Jia Zhang, I'm just asking what happened during the day. I'm the second uncle appointed by the street and I have the right to care about every neighbor. Don't act like a spoiled child."

"I'm just being naughty," said Mrs. Jia, and she slapped the second master with her hand. With a "pop" sound, the first master and Sha Zhu were woken up.

Sha Zhu touched his face, which was a little painful, and looked at the pool of blood and the broken body of a mosquito in his palm. He slapped the body of the mosquito on his pants to wipe off the blood, scratched the pimple on his face, rolled his eyes, looked at the empty wine bottle on the table and the few remaining peanuts on the plate, and then looked at the courtyard under the moonlight outside the window.

I was dreaming just now, and it was quite real. I felt relieved when Liu Haizhong was beaten, even though it was just a dream. It was still dark, so I lit the mosquito coils, lay down on the bed, and went to sleep.

The next day, Sha Zhu got up early and went to work as usual. When he arrived at the canteen, he put on his apron and prepared to get busy. As an eighth-level cook, Sha Zhu had a high status in the second canteen of the steel mill. He was the only one who could be the canteen supervisor. Moreover, his cooking skills were inherited from his family. He had also learned from the chef of Fengze Garden. His cooking skills were not only outstanding among the ten canteens of the steel mill, but also among the canteens of the surrounding factories. He was well-known for his ability to blow the trumpet through the crack of the door.

Sha Zhu picked up a washed cabbage and was about to start cutting it when a thin young man came over and said, "Master He, you take a break, I'll do the cutting. How can I let you do this kind of work?"

Sha Zhu was upset because of the death of his good brother Jia Dongxu, and was about to vent his anger by cutting vegetables, but he glared at him and said, "Go wash your vegetables. Why do I need you to arrange things for me?"

"I've finished washing the vegetables." The young man muttered. "After washing them, go knead the dough. If you don't knead it for half an hour, the steamed buns won't taste good. Try it yourself."

The young man went over to knead the dough obediently. A young woman who was also kneading dough next to him poked him and said, "You're not flattering me, Ma Hua. You're still too young."

Ma Hua asked in confusion: "Sister Lan, what are you talking about? I think Master He is not in good spirits, and I am afraid that he might get hurt again if he is not careful while cutting the mound, so I am not flattering him."

Sister Lan smiled and said, "I've been learning cooking since I was young. I've cut more vegetables than you've eaten. I can't make any mistakes with my eyes closed. Do I still need you to worry about me?"

After Sha Zhu finished cutting the vegetables, he started to heat oil in a wok. He poured half a bowl of scallions and ginger into the wok and pushed the wok a few times. After the flavor of the scallions and ginger was stimulated, half a basin of cabbage stalks was first put into the wok. Sha Zhu used a towel to pad the handle of the wok and pushed and pulled the wok weighing more than ten pounds along the stove. The cabbage stalks were flipping and jumping in the wok. When the cabbage turned from white to slightly yellow, the other half basin of cabbage leaves was also added. Sha Zhu pushed and pulled the wok with one hand and flipped the cabbage with a wok with the other hand. Finally, he drizzled a little bit of lard on it to give the ordinary cabbage a meaty taste, which could satisfy the workers' taste buds a little bit, which was a comfort in difficult times.

Another dish is cowpea and potatoes. During the difficult period, they were not fried but stewed directly, with more sauce and salt. The taste was strong and people ate more steamed buns and less vegetables. Some workers could even save some and bring it back to their families for dinner.

The meal was ready and the lunch bell rang, signaling the end of work. Ma Hua and others carried vegetable bowls to the window and began serving meals to their co-workers.

For Sha Zhu, a day's work is almost done. He does not need to clean the canteen after the workers have finished their meal. He just prepares to finish his meal and sees if the factory leaders have any arrangements for entertaining guests or whether other departments need to work overtime and have extra meals.

There happened to be no other tasks today, so Sha Zhu left work early.

As soon as Zhuzi arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw Director Li and several other leaders coming out of the yard. After all, they had left work early, so Sha Zhuzi turned around and hid in other alleys. He only went into the yard and returned to his home after seeing the other party pass by.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and in a half-awake state he heard a quarrel outside the room. He hurried out and saw that the door of Jia's house was open and the noise of quarreling could be heard from inside. As he reached the door, he saw Mrs. Jia slap the second master in the face, and five fingerprints quickly appeared.

Sha Zhu's mind buzzed with a sound "It really happened!"

The second uncle was beaten, so he certainly wouldn't let it go, and raised his hand to hit him. The first uncle next to him woke up at this time, stretched out his hand to grab the second uncle's arm, and shouted: "Liu Haizhong, do you want to hit a woman?"

The second master was slapped in the face by Mrs. Jia. He was extremely angry and embarrassed. He shook off the first master's arm and cursed, "Zhang Cuihua, you crazy woman, how dare you hit me."