Siheyuan: Get god-level cooking skills at the beginning

He Yuzhu had nothing to do and was lying lazily on the sofa. On the third day of the New Year, he still accompanied Wang Qian back to his mother-in-law's house.

I got a good news: For some reason, my father-in-law felt a little warm and itchy in his lumbar spine these two days. He said that the effect of the recovery pill was beginning to show. On the fourth day of the lunar calendar, Ma Hua and Liu Lan came to pay New Year's greetings. He Yuzhu cooked delicious food to entertain the guests. Everyone was very happy during the meal.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the chief secretary of the great leader came to visit and specially invited He Yuzhu to cook a meal. When he returned in the evening, he not only brought a full dinner, but also the retro gramophone that reversed the fate of several people in the novel.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was rising. He Yuzhu and his wife, along with their grandparents and their deaf grandmother, traveled around the capital and did not return until night.

On the seventh day, a new work week begins.

In the morning, after practicing Bajiquan, taking a shower, brushing teeth and signing in for the lottery in his portable space, He Yuzhu began to prepare breakfast. Considering that he had to go to work today, he gave the white flour and meat and vegetable ingredients to the elderly couple last night so that they could take care of the deaf old lady and enjoy them together.

In this way, he and Wang Qian only needed to prepare breakfast in the morning, which was quite simple. After breakfast, He Yuzhu locked the door and set off for work with Wang Qian. When they arrived at the canteen of the steel mill, Zhou Hui and Zhao Xigui were already waiting there.

"Happy New Year, Director!"

"Happy New Year, how was your holiday this year?" He Yuzhu replied with a smile.

They handed He Yuzhu a bill and asked him to sign it to confirm. After reviewing it, he signed and told the two to prepare more ingredients to prevent the shortage like last year. After completing these, he said goodbye and returned to the kitchen area.

The kitchen was bustling with activity. As it was the first day of work in the new year, the workers came very early and were busy dealing with the heavy workload and the smoke from cooking.

After lunch, He Yuzhu, who was resting in the kitchen, was stopped by Liu Lan with a smile on her face. She told Master He: "Guess who I saw just now?"

"Hmm? Who could surprise you so much, Sister Lan?" He Yuzhu asked with a smile.

Liu Lan explained: "I met Qin Huairu. You know she had injured her hand and should have been resting at home. I followed her secretly out of curiosity and found that she went to Xu Damao and asked him to take leave immediately so that she could go to the residents' committee to handle the house transfer procedures!"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu understood the whole story and explained, "Yes, didn't Xu Damao hook up with Qin Huairu's cousin? He soon abandoned her. In order to smoothly transfer the house to him, it was reasonable for Qin Huairu to do this."

Hearing this, Liu Lan suddenly understood and clapped her hands in agreement: "This guy asked for it! He should not dare to show off in front of you again."

After laughing, he said, "Let's not talk about this now, Sister Lan. I'll be here for lunch. If anything happens, just let me know."

"Okay, Master He, take a good rest. I'll call you if there's anything."

He Yuzhu waved to her and went to the office to rest. All this was still happening in the morning:

Inside the Intermediate People's Court, Jia's residence.

Early in the morning, seeing the upcoming work on the first day of the new year, Qin Jingru said impatiently: "Sister, we have all started working. Xu Damao promised to complete the house transfer before the New Year. Just in case, why don't we go find him today."

At this time, Qin Huairu was busy getting dressed. "Yes, it has been several days and he has not made any sound. Obviously we have to take the initiative to urge him. But he should be in the factory now, not in the yard.

"Okay, Banggeng and the other three still need someone to keep an eye on them, so you stay home and help me take care of them. I'll go to the factory to talk to him. If he agrees to transfer the house today, that's fine. Otherwise, I'll just make a big news in the factory. I don't think this kid would dare to refute me." Qin Jingru said worriedly.

"Okay, have breakfast before going to the factory and finish this matter quickly. Don't delay any longer, otherwise I'm afraid Xu Damao will go back on his word again." Qin Jingru said firmly.

"Well, I'll go to the factory after dinner." Qin Huairu agreed, and then prepared to brush her teeth and eat. After packing up, she boarded the "No. 11 Bus".

Not long after, she found him in the publicity department of the steel mill. Xu Damao was sitting in his seat, chatting with his colleagues, when Chen Zhuang's apprentice came over and said with a smile: "Master, there is someone named Qin Huairu looking for you outside."

When Xu Damao heard the name, he secretly hated it in his heart: "Damn it, this woman followed me here!" But he did not show any displeasure on his face, instead he smiled and said easily: "Okay, you continue to practice your projection skills, I'll go see what's going on."

"Okay, Master." After his disciple Chen Zhuang answered, Xu Damao walked out of the office area and met the smiling Qin Huairu at the corner.

Seeing her, he walked over quickly, took Qin Huairu's hand and whispered, "Is it necessary to come to the factory to find me? When has Xu Damao ever broken his word?"

She chuckled and said mercilessly: "Okay, tell me about the promise you made to Jingru that you would come to my house. This makes me have no trust in you at all." Qin Huairu directly hit back.

"Hey..." Xu Damao was speechless for a moment, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "There is no need to talk about this matter. I will take a leave tomorrow to go to the street community to get a certificate, and I will help you transfer the house immediately today."

In the Propaganda Department, seeing Xu Damao's angry expression, Qin Huairu smiled and remained unmoved. She said, "We can't delay. Who knows what excuses you will use to postpone it? Now I give you two options: one is to take a leave now and go with me to complete the transfer; the other is that I will go to the factory director immediately and expose your despicable face. If you don't let the house be transferred to me, I, Qin Huairu, will not give up easily!"

"Are you really going to do something so cruel?"

Xu Damao looked extremely upset. He had originally planned to take them away when Qin Jingru came out to the toilet. Now that Qin Huairu was forcing him like this, it undoubtedly disrupted his plan.

"Am I heartless? I think you are the most ruthless. If it weren't for your interference and ** Qin Jingru left Sha Zhu, she might have married Sha Zhu now, and we wouldn't be in this situation. ** Qin Jingru, have you ever thought of being so heartless?

And now you turn around and accuse me of being heartless? Humph, if it weren't for the fact that Qin Jingru couldn't marry Sha Zhu, do you think this house still has meaning?

At this point, you don't need to say too much. I just want to ask one question: whether the house will be transferred today, just give me a definite answer." Qin Huairu was very emotional and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Seeing her resolute expression, Xu Damao became more and more flustered. He was worried that if Qin Huairu really made a scene, he would be in more trouble. So he quickly comforted her, "Qin Huairu, don't be impulsive. I promise you, I will transfer the property to you immediately. Please give me one more day, and I will transfer the property with you tomorrow morning. Please, one day, okay?"

As Qin Huairu finished speaking, she couldn't help but feel a little strange. Logically speaking, there would be no big difference between transferring the ownership tomorrow and today. Why did Xu Damao choose tomorrow instead of today? Was he hiding something?

"Could it be that this guy has other intentions? No, I have to finish this quickly, otherwise it will be terrible if something goes wrong." She thought to herself, and then stared coldly at Xu Damao, "Theoretically, it's the same whether the transfer is today or tomorrow, but Xu Damao, if you want to do it so ruthlessly, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, Qin Huairu turned and walked towards the factory director's office.

Seeing this, Xu Damao hurriedly chased forward, stopped in front of her, and asked in a deep voice: "Qin Huairu, can we discuss it? I just promised to accompany you to handle it tomorrow, is there anything wrong with that?"

"No, we have to do it today! Fine, since you think this way, then we have to part ways. You keep the house and wait until you become unemployed, and see how the neighborhood committee and the factory will deal with it!" Qin Huairu did not give in. She pushed him away and continued to walk towards the director.

"How annoying." Xu Damao muttered in his heart, clenching his hands. He knew that he must not let her get close to Director Yang, otherwise his future would be bleak.

"Okay, I'll go with you today." Xu Damao finally gave in. After all, man proposes, God disposes. If he had known the outcome of today, he would never delay until night to take action.

Now that the situation forced him to do so, he had no choice but to compromise temporarily.

Seeing all this, Qin Huairu raised the corners of her mouth, turned back to face him, and said coldly: "Okay, go and ask for leave, I'll wait here." Xu Damao agreed reluctantly, then hurried away to ask for leave from the director of the Propaganda Department.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru obtained the property certificate as they wished. Their smiles were like a sharp thorn that stung Xu Damao.

"You finally kept your promise, Xu Damao. The house procedures have been completed. From now on, you and Jingru will break up. I hope you won't come to disturb us again." Qin Huairu's eyes were as cold as ice and her tone was firm.

Without waiting for Xu Damao to reply, she turned to Qin Jingru and said, "Come on, Jingru, let's go back with Damao. Once he has packed his things, he will let you live there."

"Yes, sister!" Qin Jingru was excited, as if she had long forgotten the scars of the past. At this moment, her life seemed to be guaranteed. She had a house and money. As long as she found a suitable opportunity and found a job in the city, she could be called a city dweller in the future.

Then the three of them returned to the courtyard.

In the backyard, Xu Damao was sorting out things. Since the furniture was not included in the transfer in the beginning, it remained in its original place.

"These are all the furniture I bought. I'm giving you the house, so I can take a few pieces back, right?" His face was painful, realizing that the property no longer belonged to him, and he was unwilling to give it away at a bargain price to others.

"Absolutely not. Except for your own clothes, you can't touch anything else in the room." Qin Huairu refused. Those things will be exclusive to her son Banggeng from now on.

What's more, she was not afraid of Xu Damao's noise. She had the confidence to be as aggressive as she was at noon.