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Zhou Dong felt warm and comforted after hearing what the old man said. He knew that although he had made a mistake, as long as he was willing to admit it, everything could be redeemed.

"I'm sorry, uncle. I know I was wrong." Zhou Dong lowered his head. "I am willing to take full responsibility."

The uncle looked at Zhou Dong who was sincere, and his heart was full of emotion and relief. He knew that although Zhou Dong did something wrong, his original intention was kind and worthy of respect and praise.

"Okay, Shazhu, let the past be the past." The old man patted Zhou Dong's shoulder gently. "The important thing is that we should learn from our mistakes and work hard to be a better person."

The old man's words caused a lot of discussion in the compound, and people expressed their opinions one after another.

"What the uncle said is right. Shazhu is a good man. He was forced to steal the chicken this time."

"Yes, Xu Damao has gone too far. We must teach him a lesson!"

"However, we cannot just ignore this matter, otherwise it will affect everyone's daily life."

People were talking about it and the scene was a bit chaotic. But under the leadership of an old man, everyone gradually restored order and decided to take this incident as a warning and not let similar situations happen again.

Behind all this, Zhou Dong stood silently by, feeling grateful. He knew that although he made a mistake, he had a chance to start a new life with everyone's understanding and tolerance.

After a while, life in the compound returned to its usual tranquility, and people gradually forgot about the incident. But for Zhou Dong, this incident was a profound lesson that made him understand the principles of life better.

At the same time, Xu Damao was also condemned for his behavior and became a thorn in the eyes of the compound. His originally arrogant attitude was also hit to a certain extent, and he had to restrain his edge.

As life in the compound gradually returned to normal, Xu Damao was still unable to let it go. It seemed as if his anger towards Zhou Dong would never dissipate, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to make him repay this "debt".

One day, when Zhou Dong was busy cooking delicious lunch for the workers in the canteen, he suddenly heard a noisy sound. He looked up and saw Xu Damao and a group of people rushing into the canteen, walking towards Zhou Dong with an angry look on their faces.

"Zhou Dong, listen to me!" Xu Damao's voice resounded throughout the cafeteria, "You stole my chicken and now you don't want to compensate me. I want you to give me an explanation!"

Zhou Dong couldn't help showing a trace of helplessness and irritation on his face after hearing what Xu Damao said. He knew that this dispute would be resolved sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly.

"Xu Damao, what do you mean by this?" The head chef of the cafeteria came over and asked with a dissatisfied look on his face, "What do you want to do by breaking into the cafeteria and causing trouble?"

After hearing what the chef said, Xu Damao's face immediately showed a hint of arrogance and disdain.

"I just want an explanation!" His voice became even sharper. "This chicken thief must give me an explanation!"

"Xu Damao, you can't be so unreasonable!" A worker stood up, pointed at Xu Damao and shouted, "Zhou Dong is a good man, you can't frame him at will!"

But Xu Damao remained unmoved. He stared at Zhou Dong as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Don't think I don't know that you stole my chicken!" Xu Damao's voice became increasingly sharp. "If you don't explain this matter clearly today, I won't let you go!"

Zhou Dong became more and more anxious after hearing what Xu Damao said. He knew that Xu Damao was a very stubborn person, and once he made up his mind, he would never let it go easily.

"Xu Damao, I've already said that I didn't steal the chicken." Zhou Dong tried to explain, "If you continue to make a fuss like this, it will not benefit any of us."

But Xu Damao remained unmoved. He glanced around coldly, as if he wanted to scare the people around him.

"Don't think you can protect him!" His voice was hoarse and cold, "I will never let him go!"

Amid the discussions in the cafeteria, an old man came forward, glanced around, and tried to calm the situation.

"Alright, alright, everyone, stop arguing!" The old man said in a loud and powerful voice, "Why make a fuss over such a small matter?"

His words immediately attracted everyone's attention. People in the compound stopped talking and waited quietly for the uncle's decision.

"We can't keep nagging about this matter." The uncle's voice was calm and powerful. "Let's talk about it calmly."

Zhou Dong and Xu Damao both nodded, indicating that they were willing to follow the arrangements of the uncle.

"Since the chicken has been made into chicken soup, then Xu Damao will take the soup away." A solemn tone was revealed in the uncle's voice. "As for the issue of compensation, Zhou Dong, you can just pay another five yuan."

Zhou Dong felt relieved after hearing this, after all, five yuan was not a big sum for him. But Xu Damao was still dissatisfied, as he thought the ruling was too biased towards Zhou Dong.

"Why does he only have to pay five yuan? This is so unfair!" Xu Damao shouted excitedly, "He obviously stole my chicken!"

After hearing what Xu Damao said, the old man looked at him deeply, with a hint of blame in his tone.

"Xu Damao, don't go too far." The uncle said in a heavy voice, "We have already given an explanation for this matter, so don't embarrass Zhou Dong anymore."

Hearing this, Xu Damao lowered his head with a gloomy face, his heart filled with resentment and unwillingness. But he also knew that it was meaningless to argue any further, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

"Okay, since everyone says so, I won't pursue this matter anymore for now." Xu Damao gritted his teeth and finally compromised.

Under the mediation of the uncle, the atmosphere in the cafeteria gradually eased, and people returned to their posts. Zhou Dong was filled with emotion. He knew that although the dispute had been temporarily settled, it did not mean that the matter was over. In the days to come, he still needed to remain vigilant and be ready to face possible challenges at any time.

Under the mediation of the uncle, the atmosphere in the compound gradually calmed down and people slowly returned to their normal lives. However, for Zhou Dong, the impact of this incident was far more than that.

Zhou Dong was still feeling uneasy when he returned to his kitchen. He lit the stove and prepared for a day's work, but his mind was still restless. Five yuan might not be much for ordinary people, but it meant a lot to him. It was his hard-earned salary for a month, and it was all he had to support his family.

"Brother Yuzhu, what's wrong with you? You look a little weird." Xiao Wang, the assistant in the cafeteria, asked with concern.

Zhou Dong shook his head and forced a smile, "Nothing, just a little tired."

Seeing this, Xiao Wang stopped asking questions and started to get busy, helping to prepare the lunch dishes. But Zhou Dong's irritability still could not be dissipated. He knew that the five yuan might be just a number for Xu Damao, but it was a big loss for him. He was the backbone of a family and needed to take on the responsibility of supporting his family. Every penny was hard-earned.

At lunch time, people in the compound came into the canteen one after another and sat down around the dining table. Zhou Dong was busy serving food to everyone, but the worry in his heart lingered.

"Brother Yuzhu, the food smells so good today!" A familiar voice suddenly came.

Zhou Dong looked up and saw Qin Huairu and her three children. Although Qin Huairu still had a little worry on her face, she looked particularly warm and kind in the company of the children.

"Sister Qin, you guys are here for dinner." Zhou Dong came forward with a smile, "Come, sit over here."

Qin Huairu and the children sat down. Zhou Dong picked up some dishes for them and said gently, "Eat, don't be polite."

"Thank you, Brother Yuzhu." Qin Huairu looked at him gratefully, picked up the chopsticks and started picking up the food.

The children also started to work, chewing their food, their eyes full of satisfaction and joy. Looking at them, Zhou Dong's irritability seemed to ease a little.

"Brother Yuzhu, you are so nice!" The little daughter praised happily while holding chopsticks.

Zhou Dong smiled, touched her head, and felt a little relieved. Perhaps, these kind people are his real family. In this difficult time, everyone needs to help each other and overcome difficulties together.

After lunch, Zhou Dong continued to work, but he was no longer so anxious. He knew that no matter what difficulties he encountered, as long as he was kind to others, kind people would always give him help and support.

Although people's lives in the compound were difficult, they still supported each other and overcame many difficulties together. As a chef in the canteen, Zhou Dong provided warm meals for everyone every day, even though his own life was not rich.

One morning, when the sun shines into the cafeteria through the sparse windows, Zhou Dong has already started to work. The sounds of pots and pans and his skillful movements interweave to form a unique morning symphony in this cafeteria.

"Brother Yuzhu, good morning!" Xiao Wang came in carrying a bucket of water and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Zhou Dong wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with a smile: "Good morning, Xiao Wang. Put the water down quickly, we still have a lot of things to do today."

Xiao Wang nodded, quickly put the bucket aside, and then got busy with Zhou Dong. They cooperated tacitly and completed the preparation of each dish, as if this busyness had become their normal life.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded: "Yuzhu, I want to eat some noodles with soybean paste today. Remember to add more meat."