Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

In the back kitchen, He Yuzhu was bending over and cleaning the floor.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Sister Yuan walked into the kitchen, carrying a bulging bag with a lot of things in her hand.

He Yuzhu stopped sweeping the floor when he heard the noise and turned to look at the door: "Hey, big sister, why are you here?"

Sister Yuan put the cloth bag in her hand on the table with a smile and replied, "Xiao He, I will follow Lao Fang and call you that."

He Yuzhu glanced at the cloth bag and waved his hand: "Hey, the name is just a code name, you can call me Xiao He or Zhuzi."

She no longer had the initial doubt in her heart, and feeling the sincerity in He Yuzhu's words, her smile became even brighter.

"Then I'll call you Zhuzi. I didn't expect that you are such a great cook at such a young age."

He Yuzhu scratched his head and replied modestly: "Big sister, you are flattering me. I started early and I am diligent. I should be more diligent."

Sister Yuan was in a high position and was not without insight, so she naturally understood that this was his self-deprecating words.

Thinking carefully, she felt that He Yuzhu was too young from the first time they met and did not trust his cooking skills.

He Yuzhu did not argue about this, and his attitude was always neither humble nor arrogant, and he was polite and decent.

She looked carefully at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of her, and her favorable impression of him increased a little.

"Zhu Zi, how can you be so young like us old bones! With such skills, are you afraid of being praised?"

Noticing her change in attitude, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with a smile, it seemed that his cooking skills were recognized.

"Sister, the more you know, the more you don't know. You still have to keep working hard."

Sister Yuan savored his words carefully, and couldn't help but reveal admiration in her eyes.

She has received a good education and naturally understands the truth.

He Yuzhu's impression was not just that of a cook, she unconsciously treated him as a junior.

She patted He Yuzhu's arm, her eyes full of encouragement: "Zhuzi, your understanding is beyond most people."

He pointed to the cloth bag on the table and said, "This is some food I brought for you. We are in for a treat today."

He Yuzhu looked in the direction of her finger, his eyes calm and he was not surprised.

Coming here to serve others, the reward will certainly not be money, that would be too tacky.

They have no shortage of food and drink, and returning these things represents a gift-giving exchange, not a transaction.

The situation has been turbulent for hundreds of years. For the chef, food is more real than money.

Food can save lives, but sometimes money can't buy food.

"Big sister, I will shamelessly accept it. If you need anything in the future, just call me and I will cook for you."

After hearing this, Sister Yuan looked very satisfied. She did have such an idea.

The dishes on the table today were indeed delicious. The most important thing was that Chief Fang enjoyed the meal and ate one more bowl of rice than usual.

Chief Fang had just taken on the position and had devoted all his attention to his work. He had been eating less recently and looked a little haggard.

This made her a little worried, but the performance at the table just now made her think about it.

"Xiao He, I'm serious now. I'll have to trouble you in the future."

Seeing that He Yuzhu was still holding a broom, Sister Yuan said quickly, "They have almost finished drinking, you don't need to help here.

You should go home early! Just leave it here and someone will pick it up later."

He Yuzhu would rather not have to deal with all this, so he happily agreed.

Not long after, He Yuzhu came pushing a bicycle, carrying a bag on his back and a cloth bag hanging on the handlebars, and Sister Yuan sent him out of the hospital gate.

He opened the bag and looked inside. There were two bottles of Moutai, a large piece of high-quality ham, and some canned fish.

He Yuzhu said in his heart, Wow, what a good thing!

He tied his pockets tightly, mounted his bicycle, and hurried home humming a little tune.

After Laba Festival it is the New Year. There has been several heavy snowfalls and the cold wind has become increasingly biting, whistling more and more rapidly.

During this period, Sister Yuan asked He Yuzhu to come to her house and cook a meal.

Chief Fang did not interfere in this matter. He Yuzhu was a hands-off boss in the cafeteria and no one would do anything under his name.

Inviting him to cook at home can be seen as deepening He Yuzhu's image as a good chef, and sending him on overseas visits in the future is only natural.

For fear that comrades may not eat well and their work will be affected, isn’t it reasonable to send the unit’s chef to follow the team?

A passage was shoveled out of the snow in the alley, and snow piled up on both sides.

A jeep drove in from the alley and stopped in front of the He family's house with a squeak.

As the car was turned off and stopped, the door opened slightly, and Lu Ming jumped out of the car in a cool manner, closing the door casually.

He took the gift from the passenger seat and walked towards the gate.

"Pillar! Pillar!" He called out loudly as he walked, with a hint of joy in his voice.

At this time, He Yuzhu was hugging Chen Xueru, sitting on the sofa, whispering jokes, making Chen Xueru laugh so hard that she was shaking with laughter.

She was wearing heavy winter clothes, and her belly was slightly bulging, which was hidden by the clothes.

He Yuzhu's ears moved slightly, as if he heard a shout, and he let out a soft exclamation.

Chen Xueru noticed something was wrong and looked up at him: "Brother Zhuzi, what's wrong?"

He Yuzhu listened attentively and confirmed that someone was calling his name. He replied softly, "It seems like someone is calling me. You sit down. I'll go out and take a look."

Chen Xueru sat up, clasped her hands together, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then go ahead!"

He Yuzhu stood up, walked quickly to the door, lifted the heavy curtain, and quickly walked out of the house.

Following the sound, I saw Lu Ming standing in the corridor in front of the wing room. A smile spread across his face and he shouted, "Brother Lu!"

As he said this, he quickened his pace and went forward to meet him.

When the two met, they burst into laughter, hugged each other warmly, and patted each other on the back.

Lu Ming let go of his hand, shook the gift in his hand, and said jokingly: "I didn't come empty-handed this time."

He Yuzhu heard him say this and reached out to grab the gift from his hand: "Here you go!"

Lu Ming was about to react, but the gift in his hand had already changed hands, and he was shocked.

He had no choice but to reach out and pat He Yuzhu on the shoulder: "Great! You are getting faster and faster!!"

He Yuzhu did not deny it. He smiled and put his arm around Lu Ming's shoulders, leading him to the north room.

The door curtain swayed, and Chen Xueru, who was sitting on the sofa, saw He Yuzhu and Lu Ming walk into the room.

She stood up to greet him, smiling and saying, "Brother Lu, you're back?"

When Lu Ming heard the voice, his eyes fell on her and he replied enthusiastically, "Sister-in-law, just sit down. My eldest sister even asked me to bring you a gift."

Chen Xueru glanced at the gift in He Yuzhu's hand and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, sister. Please convey my gratitude to you."

Lu Ming smiled and patted He Yuzhu beside him: "Haha, let Zhuzi thank you in person!"

Chen Xueru nodded and was about to pour him tea.

Lu Ming quickly stopped her: "Sister-in-law, there's no need for tea. I'll be leaving soon."

Chen Xueru thought about it and sat down again.

"Brother Lu, then you sit and wait for a moment. I'll come back after I get the things." He Yuzhu led him to sit on the sofa and poured him a cup of tea.