Siheyuan's opening rejection of the elderly care group

Qin Huairu quickly forgot what Director Lu said when she returned to her workstation and continued to work.

Thinking of his son on a farm in the suburbs and being worried that he was suffering there, and thinking that he would soon go to visit his son with money and food coupons, and imagining Banggeng's happy expression, a smile appeared on Jin's face.

At this time, He Yuzhu in the kitchen was already very busy dealing with Qin Huairu's mess.

There are quite a lot of entertaining during this period. After all, the Chinese New Year is approaching and we have to entertain quite a lot of brother units. After all, it is related to the future production situation of the steel rolling mill and the welfare of employees at the end of the year. In addition, since He Yuzhu has good skills, various orders are also being processed smoothly.

He Yuzhu who was drinking tea was informed by the logistics director Qian: "Zhuzi, here is the menu for the two tables of lunch reception at noon. We need you to be there in person as it is related to our New Year's welfare, so you have to make an effort."

"Don't worry, Director Qian. I'm the best at cooking," He Yuzhu said, patting his chest after taking the menu and looking at it.

"That's fine, as long as you have confidence," Director Qian nodded.

"Director, are you at the table today?" He Yuzhu asked in a low voice.

"I have other work to do today, so I won't accompany them," Director Qian asked He Yuzhu curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

"Today's dishes are quite rich, so I'll make two more good dishes. Since you, Director, are not coming to the table, I'll save some for you," He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Zhu Zi, you are really good at handling things. When you're done, just send it to my office and don't let anyone see it," Director Qian pointed at He Yuzhu and said with a smile.

"Isn't this what we should do? You are busy with work, so I will cook a few dishes for you. Please taste them. Who can say anything?"

"Then you should make more and send some to your sister He Yushui," Director Qian instructed He Yuzhu.

"That's so inappropriate, just let Yu Shui eat from the big pot in the cafeteria," He Yuzhu refused.

"It doesn't matter if you eat one. Besides, your sister is doing very well, so you can benefit from it together."

"Thank you very much, Director Qian," He Yuzhu nodded and agreed.

For such a large factory, the daily food loss is quite high. In addition, there have been a lot of receptions recently, and no one knows the exact amount of food needed. No one cares if one more or one less person eats.

He also hoped that Yu Shui could eat well, so he quickly agreed to Director Qian's words. Anyway, the leaders would not bother with him.

After Director Qian left, He Yuzhu came to Gao Jianshe to get the ingredients. Ma Hua was responsible for the big pot dishes, Liu Lan was responsible for serving the dishes, steaming buns, steamed corn bread, cutting vegetables, and washing vegetables. Everyone was busy.

After a while, Gao Jianshe brought the ingredients back, and Liu Lan and the others started to wash the vegetables.

After a while of frying, stir-frying and deep-frying, He Yuzhu made a little more of each dish, left some for Liu Lan and the others, and asked them to put it away.

He also prepared two dishes for Director Qian and put a few steamed buns in it and asked Gao Jianshe to quietly deliver it to the office.

Afterwards, Liu Lan secretly brought Yu Shui to the kitchen during lunch and treated her to a good meal.

After finishing all this, He Yuzhu handed over the work to his two apprentices at Xianyu time and drank tea.

When it was time to get off work and everyone had left, he kept Gao Jianshe, Ma Hua and Liu Lan and taught them cooking skills in the small kitchen for a while before packing up and going home.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, the third uncle in the front yard came to him and said, "Zhu Zi, Qin Huairu has been promoted again."

"No, how could I not know? The factory hasn't had any ratings for a long time. Why are you asking?" He Yuzhu said to the third uncle in confusion.

"Qin Huairu just brought a large piece of pork. It should not be time for you to get paid. If it wasn't for the promotion, why would she suddenly eat so well?" Yan Fugui said to He Yuzhu.

"Uncle, you're thinking too much. She suddenly wants to eat something delicious. What's wrong with that? Don't forget that she promised to send some food to the deaf old lady from time to time. Maybe she wants to do something good to show her filial piety," He Yuzhu said nonchalantly.

"That's not quite right. Qin Huairu is not that kind of person. If she didn't get a huge benefit, or she wanted to eat the banggen, or Jia Zhang forced her, she wouldn't buy so much food," Yan Fugui said affirmatively.

"Then you sit here and think about it slowly. I'm going home. What does what he eats have to do with me?" He Yuzhu turned around and walked home.

Yan Fugui stopped He Yuzhu and said with an embarrassed look: "Look, my son Jie Cheng is going to get married the day after tomorrow, and I will hand him over to you then. But my uncle is going to organize his wedding banquet, and the money he has is not very high. You should take it easy when cooking, and save as much as you can."

"Xie Cheng's marriage was arranged very quickly. I will definitely take it easy if there is no problem."

"But Third Master has been talking for a long time, Yan Jiecheng's marriage is not the most important thing in your heart, you still want to save as much as possible."

"You haven't changed much from this stingy habit. Be careful that your future daughter-in-law will look down on you, and your in-laws will also look down on your family," He Yuzhu glanced at Yan Fugui and said to him before turning around and leaving.

Yan Fugui looked at He Yuzhu who turned and left, and sighed that he couldn't change this stingy habit.

I went back home, cooked some millet porridge, made two side dishes and steamed a tray of buns. I invited Yu Shui to finish the meal, and then I remembered what Yan Fugui said today.

Ever since Qin Huairu paid back the donated money, her family has started to live a hard life, and the bulk of her salary has to be left for Banggeng. How come she suddenly has money again and is willing to buy so many things? It is probably earned through exchange. But who is the sucker? We will know if we go to the factory to ask tomorrow.

It was bright in the sky. Everyone else in the yard had already gone to work or school. He Yuzhu got up late today and after waking up, he quickly got dressed, washed up, and went to take a look in the kitchen. Yushui had left breakfast for him, so he ate a few bites and went to work.

When I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I found a fat man with disheveled hair and dirty face. I didn't look at him carefully and thought he was a refugee, so I went to work. However, the man walked into the courtyard with a swagger.

He looked at He Yuzhu who was walking away from the courtyard and said bitterly: "He Yuzhu, you damn bastard, I will definitely remember this grudge."

"And Qin Huairu, that vixen. I was locked up for a month and she didn't even come to see me. She must have hooked up with another man, maybe He Yuzhu. I will definitely let Lao Jia and Dongxu take you two away.

It turns out that the person is Jia Zhang. A month has passed in a flash. Today is the day she is released from prison.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for at the gate of our yard so early in the morning?" the third aunt who was about to go out said to the person at the door.

"Mr. Yan, you are blind and didn't see it was me," the visitor said in an aggressive tone.

The third aunt looked at her carefully and said, "Jia Zhang, why are you back? Weren't you locked up?"

"This is my home. I have nowhere to go if I don't come back. Besides, I've already been released," he said, and then he walked to the central courtyard with his head held high.

The third aunt looked at Jia Zhang's back and thought that this troublemaker had come back and the courtyard would no longer be peaceful.