Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

The next day, the women from Courtyard No. 95 gathered at the Courtyard Information Exchange Center again to chat. Third Aunt Yang Suhua, who arrived late, first took a look around after arriving at the Information Exchange Center. She did not find Jia Zhang in the crowd, and a look of regret appeared on her face. She had been thinking about it all night and was ready to rub Jia Zhang to the ground again today, but Jia Zhang was not there.

Aunt Wang noticed the expression on Third Aunt Yang Suhua's face and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Third Aunt, who are you looking for? How come you seem to be so excited to come here, but you look so disappointed!"

Xu Damao's mother smiled and said, "Auntie Wang, look at who is missing from our group, then you will know who Auntie San is looking for, right?"

Aunt Wang looked around the crowd and said with a puzzled look on her face, "Don't we usually sit here and chat? Everyone is here, no one is missing."

Xu Damao's mother said mysteriously, "The great man from the Jia family in the middle courtyard hasn't come yet!"

Aunt Wang suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I understand. Third Aunt is looking for Jia Zhang. But why hasn't Jia Zhang come today? Shouldn't she come earlier than usual?"

Yang Suhua smiled and said, "Maybe he ate too much this morning and is now vomiting at home."

The people around burst into laughter after hearing this.

This person, you can't talk about him. As the saying goes: Speak of the devil, the devil will appear. As soon as Third Aunt Yang Suhua finished her words, Jia Zhang appeared in front of everyone. Looking at everyone who was laughing, Jia Zhang smiled and asked, "What interesting things are you talking about that make you laugh so happily? Let me hear it too."

After hearing what Jia Zhang said, everyone couldn't help but laugh even harder. Jia Zhang looked at the group of women who were laughing so hard that they were bent over, and couldn't help but ask Xu Damao's mother curiously: "Da Mao's mother, what's wrong with you guys? What's the matter that makes you so happy?"

Xu Damao's mother looked at Jia Zhang with a strange expression and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the third aunt just told a joke."

Jia Zhang asked curiously, "What's the joke? It's so funny."

Seeing that Jia Zhang was trying to get to the bottom of things, Xu Damao's mother hurriedly asked, "Xudong's mother, why are you so late today? Don't you usually come early?"

Jia Zhang touched her hair and said proudly, "Didn't my son Xudong pass the exam to become a second-level fitter? I thought it was a big happy event for my family, so I asked Huairu to buy some meat yesterday. As a result, I accidentally ate too much last night, so I got up a little late this morning."

After hearing what Jia Zhang said, everyone couldn't help but show a strange expression. They first looked at Third Aunt Yang Suhua, and then turned to look at Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang felt uneasy being stared at by a group of people, and asked anxiously: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Everyone quickly shifted their gaze away from Jia Zhang and shifted their attention to other things as if nothing had happened.

Xu Damao's mother saw Jia Zhang turned her head and looked at her, and hurriedly said, "Everyone, I envy your family's good conditions and that you can eat meat again."

After hearing what Xu Damao's mother said, Jia Zhang really stopped pursuing the issue of everyone looking at her strangely, and said with a smile: "No, we are all neighbors living in the same courtyard, and our family conditions are the same, but Xudong is a more filial child."

All the women couldn't help but twitch their lips after hearing what Jia Zhang said, but because Yi Zhonghai, the eldest uncle in the middle courtyard, was close to the Jia family, they didn't say anything to refute Jia Zhang's words. However, everyone was silently muttering in their hearts: "What son is filial? It's obviously Jia Zhang who is greedy, otherwise she would be the fattest woman in the whole courtyard."

Xu Damao's mother echoed Jia Zhang's words and said, "Yes, Xudong is a good child. Xudong's mother, just wait and enjoy your life."

Jia Zhang smiled and said, "How can that be possible? I still have to help Huairu take care of the children and do housework." After saying that, she pretended to take out the sole of the shoe from under her arm and stoked it a few times.

Third Auntie Yang Suhua felt that the time was almost right, and said to Auntie Wang next to her: "Auntie Wang, do you know something? My husband came home last night and told me something. He heard at school that He Yuzhu passed the first-class chef exam. He said that He Yuzhu's talent in cooking is so great that he became a first-class chef at the age of 21."

Aunt Wang asked with a puzzled look on her face: "What's so great about a first-level chef? Shouldn't the most powerful be an eighth-level chef?" She was not present when Third Aunt Yang Suhua and Jia Zhang had an argument yesterday, so Third Aunt Yang Suhua came to talk to her, hoping that Aunt Wang would cooperate with her.

Third Aunt Yang Suhua continued, "You are wrong. The best chef is a Level 1 chef. A Level 8 chef is only slightly better than an apprentice."

Aunt Wang asked doubtfully, "Is it true? I remember that the first uncle in the middle yard and the second uncle in the back yard were over 7 before they passed the 7th grade fitter and th grade forger exams, right?"

Third aunt Yang Suhua explained, "It must be true. My husband said it was written in black and white in the newspaper. The grades of chefs are the opposite of those of other jobs. A first-level chef is equivalent to an 8th-level fitter and an 8th-level blacksmith. The first and second uncles were so capable that they only became 40th-level workers in their 7s. He Yuzhu became a first-level chef at the age of 21. Now you can imagine how capable He Yuzhu is!" After Third Aunt Yang Suhua finished speaking, she glanced at Jia Zhang without showing any expression.

After hearing what Third Aunt Yang Suhua said, Jia Zhang pretended not to hear and just lowered her head to focus on sewing the soles of shoes. However, Third Aunt Yang Suhua was not ready to let Jia Zhang go. Instead, she smiled and said, "Xudong's mother, your Xudong is so talented. When do you plan to pass the eighth-level fitter exam?"

When Jia Zhang heard that Third Aunt Yang Suhua was going to talk about her precious son, she decisively counterattacked: "My son Xudong is very smart. In a few years, he will be able to pass the 8th level fitter exam. Maybe he can even become a leader by then. Unlike a certain woman's son, he doesn't even have a formal job."

Auntie Yang Suhua said bluntly, "It won't take a few years to pass the 8th grade fitter exam. Some people are already dreaming and talking in their sleep before it's even dark. I don't think you can pass the 8th grade fitter exam even if you work for decades until retirement, let alone a few years. If you are really that talented, you wouldn't be a 2nd grade fitter now."

After hearing this, Jia Zhang's face turned red with anger. She pointed at Third Aunt Yang Suhua and was about to curse, but suddenly the voice of Banggeng calling grandma came from the middle courtyard. Jia Zhang pointed at Third Aunt Yang Suhua and said, "My grandson is calling me. I won't argue with you today." After that, Jia Zhang shouted, "Banggeng, grandma is here." Jia Zhang ran to the middle courtyard with the sole of her shoe in her hand.

The group of women immediately showed expressions of regret. They had missed another good show. They thought that Jia Zhang was going to have a big fight with Third Aunt Yang Suhua.

Xu Damao's mother looked at Third Aunt Yang Suhua and said, "Third Aunt, what are you trying to do? You always have to argue with Jia Zhang. We are neighbors in the same courtyard and there is no deep hatred. Why do you have to make things so awkward?"

Third aunt Yang Suhua said fiercely: "Da Mao's mother, you don't have to persuade me. Jia Zhang and I are sworn enemies." After saying that, Third aunt Yang Suhua turned around and walked home.

One day, He Yuzhu was sitting in the office working when the phone on the table suddenly rang. He Yuzhu picked up the phone and said, "Hello, this is He Yuzhu from the Personnel Department. Who are you?"

"Hello, Deputy Director He, I am Kedu Anbang, the security guard at the factory gate."

"Hello, Chief Du, what can I do for you?"

"Deputy Director He, the scrapped trucks you requested from your superiors have arrived at our factory gate. What do you think we should do next?"

He Yuzhu was very happy when he heard this and said, "Please arrange for someone to take the driver and deliver the goods directly to the maintenance workshop of the transportation department."

"Okay, Deputy Director He, I will arrange for someone to take the driver to the maintenance workshop of the Transportation Department. Deputy Director He, do you have anything else to tell me?"

"That's all, Chief Du, you go ahead and do your work. Goodbye." After saying that, He Yuzhu put the receiver back on the phone and hung up.

He Yuzhu stood up and left his desk. When he passed by Wei Zixing, he said to him, "Xiao Wei, the scrapped trucks that our superiors allocated to our factory have arrived. I may have to stay in the maintenance workshop of the transportation department for a long time. If you need me for anything, remember to call the transportation department and ask Chief Fan to notify me."

Wei Zixing nodded and said, "Okay, Deputy Director He."

After He Yuzhu gave Wei Zixing instructions, he turned around and walked towards the maintenance workshop of the transportation department.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the maintenance workshop of the Transportation Department, the workers in the maintenance workshop had already unloaded all the scrapped trucks from the two delivery trucks. Fan Youxiang saw He Yuzhu coming and hurried to greet him: "Deputy Director He, you are here. I have organized the workers to unload all the scrapped trucks allocated by the superiors. What are you going to do next?"

He Yuzhu glanced at the scrapped trucks parked in the corner of the repair shop and said, "Section Chief Fan, please go through the formalities for receiving the scrapped trucks first, and try to get the truck comrades who deliver the goods back as soon as possible. I need to discuss what to do next with the workers."

Fan Youxiang hurriedly said: "Okay, Deputy Director He, I will go and complete the acceptance procedures right away." After that, Fan Youxiang ran out of the maintenance workshop.

He Yuzhu came to the scrapped truck. The workers in the repair workshop who were observing the truck saw He Yuzhu coming and hurriedly made way for He Yuzhu to walk to the truck. He Yuzhu looked at the two scrapped Dodge trucks in front of him. One of them should have been in a serious car accident. The whole car was smashed beyond recognition. I hope the driver at the time could escape. The other truck looked relatively intact. He Yuzhu asked the workers to open the engine compartment in front of the truck. It turned out that there was only one engine left in the engine compartment. All other removable parts had been removed. It seemed that the engine had a problem and could not be repaired.