Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Li Weijun took a quick look at the banknotes and found that there was a large amount of money, including a large black ten-cent note and a few dimes in change, plus the meal coupons for the cadres of the steel rolling mill. This was enough to show the good intentions of Deputy Director Li.

No wonder everyone in the original book supports Li Huaide, he really thinks about his subordinates when good things happen.

Not only did he secretly use his private car for public purposes, but he even got paid for it.

He really made me cry to death.

It's a pity that there can't be two Meng Des in one factory. Although Li Weijun never wastes every grain of rice in the bowl, he doesn't want to always follow behind and eat the leftovers.

After saying goodbye to the Li family, he rode his brand new Phoenix bicycle.

Just in time, before the night shift ended, Li Weijun arrived at the steel rolling mill leisurely.

The kitchen, the kitchen.

Sha Zhu took off the apron around his waist, hummed a little tune leisurely, and prepared to steal some snacks from the logistics cupboard.

The rest of the employees, including Ma Hua, Liu Lan and others, had already slipped away, leaving him alone, lingering and refusing to leave.

Just as I opened the cupboard, thinking about what good things I could get, Li Weijun's voice suddenly came from behind me.

"Silly Zhu, it's a good thing you didn't leave. Hurry up and make me some stir-fried food. Make it salty and spicy. I've been busy all day and I'm so hungry that my stomach is throbbing."

Li Weijun found the sneaky Sha Zhu with the cadre meal coupons and frightened the guilty cook so much that he trembled.

Turning his head and seeing that it was Li Weijun, Sha Zhu, with a frown on his face, sighed in frustration.

"Okay, I finally understand. Li Weijun, Li Weijun, you came to the kitchen to look for me for no good reason. Bring me the meal coupon. Come at this time next time. There's no food, but a bucket of slop."

"Hey, look at what you said. You are one of the most famous chefs in our steel mill. I am greedy, so who else should I ask if not you? Besides, I am not asking you to do it for nothing. Next time when our factory shows a movie, I will reserve a front-row seat for you. I will also arrange a few female comrades to sit next to you. It will be very comfortable for you."

Li Weijun smiled. The meal coupon that Li Huaide gave to the cadres was the same as the treatment of a deputy factory director, which included two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and one soup. He ordered a portion of stir-fried bacon, a portion of scrambled eggs with leeks, a portion of salty stir-fried shredded gourd, and a portion of seaweed and shrimp soup.

"You always come up with something new for me!"

After taking the meal ticket, Sha Zhu put on his apron helplessly and chatted with Li Weijun while cooking.

He had such a sharp eye that he immediately noticed the big steel watch on Li Weijun's wrist.

When he asked, he found out that it was Li Huaide who gave him the ticket. He couldn't help but pout, feeling extremely envious.

"If you ask me, there is a difference between relatives and strangers. I have cooked for Deputy Director Li for so many years, but I haven't even gotten a ticket for a bicycle, let alone a watch ticket. But you came here and got a rare thing. Can you lend it to me for a few days? Maybe I can find you a sister-in-law."

"Sure, I'm worried that no one will wash my clothes. You can wash my clothes for me, or find someone to wash my clothes for me. We can talk about this."

Li Weijun was not in a hurry to refuse. He raised his eyebrows and put forward a condition.

Sha Zhu is such a lazy guy that he doesn't even bother to sweep the snow in front of and behind the house on snowy days. Li Weijun naturally doesn't expect him to do laundry for him.

He has other intentions but to drink, and he has his own elixir.

Sure enough, the hook bait was salty.

When Sha Zhu heard about this good thing, he took the bait obediently, grinned and said nonchalantly: "Hey, isn't it just washing clothes? This is a simple job. Yu Shui has nothing to do anyway, and the girl should exercise. When I get back, I will tell Yu Shui that you can give her any clothes you have, and I will make sure they are washed clean."

Li Weijun couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this.

Is it appropriate for a young girl to wash clothes for the opposite sex?

Any normal person probably wouldn't do something as "friendly to brothers and respectful to sisters" as Sha Zhu did.

But Sha Zhu did it anyway, and what’s more important is that he didn’t feel anything unusual.

I can only say that he is worthy of being called a “sister-loving maniac”.

There were four dishes in total, two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and one soup. There was no shortage of ingredients needed. The only problem was that there was not enough seaweed, so I could only make a simple tomato and egg soup.

With more than ten years of cooking experience, Sha Zhu is very adept at stir-frying.

Not long after, the dishes ordered by Li Weijun were served on the table. Each plate was full and the exact weight. It was obvious that Sha Zhu did not skimp on the ingredients.

"Silly Zhu, don't just stand there. I can't finish all the dishes by myself. It's a waste. Please add a pair of chopsticks."

Li Weijun did not eat alone, and was just about to invite Sha Zhu to come to the table and eat together.

Who would have thought that this tired and sweaty cook would hurriedly shake his head and say, "Weijun, I appreciate your kindness, but your sister Qin just gave birth and needs to replenish her nutrition. You know her mother-in-law's temper. I don't know if you ate the fried cicada monkey yesterday. I want to take the leftovers back if you can't finish them."

"This... you have to think so much, Silly Zhu, you are so good to Qin Huairu, does Brother Dongxu know?"

"You know what? I just have good intentions. I don't have any other intentions."

Looking at Sha Zhu, who had a determined gaze and a self-touched look, the corner of Li Weijun's mouth twitched.

Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost, and Li Weijun was too lazy to argue with Sha Zhu about whether he had good intentions or not.

After having a comfortable meal, I drank some soup, rode my bike leisurely, and went back to the courtyard to rest.

As for Sha Zhu, he was picking up the leftovers and packing them into lunch boxes. He was thinking about how he could have a few more intimate conversations with Qin Huairu while delivering the lunch when he got home.

Li Weijun returned to the courtyard. It was pitch dark at night.

I rolled the bicycle under the eaves of my own house in the east wing. In the west wing, there was no light at all in the house of the third uncle Yan Bugui, and he had already gone to bed.

He walked leisurely towards the well in the central courtyard.

The Siheyuan is the staff compound of the steel rolling mill. It is a large courtyard with three entrances. Li Weijun, Yan Bugui and boiler worker Ma Ershao live in the front yard.

Yan Bugui was a teacher at the Red Star School, a primary school affiliated with a steel rolling mill. He lived in the west wing with his three sons and one daughter. He was known in Nanluoguxiang for being stingy and cunning.

The mantra that is often on people's lips is: If you have enough food to eat and enough clothes to wear, you will become poor, but if you don't plan well, you will become poor.

He often has disputes with the residents of the courtyard house over trivial matters.

He likes to take advantage of small bargains and live frugally. In life, he adheres to the principle of saving as much as possible. A piece of stinky tofu can last him more than half a month, and when he is craving for it, he just dips it with chopsticks.

When he has nothing to do, he likes to catch a few fish in the moat and sell them to Sha Zhu's kitchen to make extra money. It can be said that he has maximized the use of increasing revenue and reducing expenditure.

However, over the years, Li Weijun has never been schemed against by his third uncle Yan Bugui.

On the one hand, all of Li Weijun's money was kept by Yi Zhonghai, so there was really no money to be made. On the other hand, one felt sorry for Li Weijun, as he was indeed pitiful, having become an orphan since childhood.