Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

After He Daqing comforted He Yushui for a few words, he took out two and handed them to the brother and sister, saying:

"There are two thousand yuan in each of these two notes. You two should keep them safe. Dad will save the rest of the money for you. I will save all the money I earn for you in the future. When you get married, let me know, and I will give you the money then."

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment and said unhappily:

"Okay, Dad, you should save some money for your old age. That White Widow is not a good person. If you have nowhere to go in the future, you should come back and live here. We broke up the relationship just for show. I will pay for your old age in the future."

He Daqing felt comforted when he heard He Yuzhu's words.

But he couldn't help cursing, "You little bastard, it's not like I can't work anymore and I still need you to take care of me in my old age."

After He Daqing packed up his things, he pulled the two of them to sit down and solemnly instructed:

"That old dog Yi had no good intentions in what he said just now. Now everyone in the courtyard knows that he paid us 7,000 yuan in compensation. Now our family is the richest in the courtyard.

But you can't show off your wealth, so listen carefully. If someone asks you to borrow money in the future, you should refuse if you can. If they ask, just say that the money is all with me.

There aren’t many good people in our hospital. Yi Zhonghai has the highest salary in our hospital, but you can tell what kind of life he leads.”

"Also, in the future, in the courtyard, you should have less contact with others except Wang Jianjun's family. Zhuzi, I know that you and Xu Damao don't get along well, and you like to make trouble and beat people. Dad hopes that you can listen to my advice and stop being so stubborn in the future. It's always better to have one more friend than one more enemy."

This time, Sha Zhu rarely talked back and just listened quietly to his old father's advice before he left.

He Daqing talked to the two of them for a long time, wishing he could pass on all his decades of life experience to them.

The next morning, Yi Zhonghai got up early as Qin Huairu had said, and prepared to go to work at the steel mill without even eating.

When Yi Zhonghai went out, Jia Dongxu had already been waiting outside the yard for a long time.

"Good morning, Master."

Yi Zhonghai was somewhat surprised and somewhat touched.

Although he is a sinister and sanctimonious person.

But people are all made of flesh and blood, and he is in a very difficult time now.

He was very touched that Jia Dongxu was willing to work with him.

It turned out that my love for this disciple was not in vain.

Jia Dongxu followed Qin Huairu's instructions, took out two steamed breads from his bag, handed them over and said:

"Master, you probably didn't have breakfast since you left so early. Eat two steamed buns to fill your stomach first."

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and took the steamed bread, not wanting his apprentice to see his red eyes.

"You have it in your heart, Dongxu."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai took a big bite of the steamed bread.

The steamed bread has become cold and a little hard.

But Yi Zhonghai feels soft and hot in the mouth.

In the morning, after everyone in the hospital had gone to work, He Daqing brought Sha Zhu and Yu Shui quietly to Wang Jianjun's house.

He Daqing first thanked Wang Jian.

He also asked Sha Zhu to apologize to Wang Jianjun.

Although Sha Zhu was reluctant, he had no choice but to do as He Daqing said.

"Jianjun, I'm here to say goodbye today."

"Oh, Uncle He, are you leaving so early?"

"I have to leave. If that guy Yi Laogou really reports me, I'll be finished."

It was for this purpose that He Daqing did not offend Yi Zhonghai to death.

Although he is alone now.

But if he really gets reported, it will be very troublesome for him.

So he quickly ran back to Baoding before Yi Zhonghai could react.

"Jianjun, my son Zhuzi was ignorant before and was fooled by Yi Zhonghai into attacking you. Fortunately, you were not injured. I asked Zhuzi to apologize to you. I hope you don't take it personally."

Wang Jianjun looked at Sha Zhu's defiant expression and knew that this guy was not apologizing sincerely.

But he didn't think about arguing with Sha Zhu.

"That's all in the past. I don't care about Uncle He anymore."

After hearing what Wang Jianjun said, He Daqing took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun saw at a glance that the envelope was full of money.

"Uncle He, what do you mean?"

"Here is a thousand dollars, compensated by Yi Laogou. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have been deceived. I wouldn't have gotten the money without you, so you also have a share of it. Yi Laogou has offended you before, so just think of this money as compensation from Yi Laogou."

When He Daqing handed the money to Wang Jianjun, there was no reluctance on his face.

Wang Jianjun actually admired this guy a little.

Originally he thought He Daqing was just an old pervert.

Although he is still the same old naive guy, Wang Jianjun's impression of him has changed greatly.

He gave away a thousand dollars without even blinking an eye. This guy is really a character.

It’s not unfair that Yi Zhonghai lost to him.

"Uncle He, I can't accept this money. I only help out because I feel sorry for Yu Shui. If I accept this money, how can I face Yu Shui in the future?"

Seeing that Wang Jianjun refused to accept the offer, He Daqing tried to persuade him several more times before finally giving up.

"Jianjun, Uncle Lin wants to ask you for a favor before he leaves."

"You mean the rain? I'll help take care of it from now on."

He Yushui is now Shen Maiqiu's secretary and assistant.

Wang Jianjun was fully prepared to divert the rainwater to the Xiangjiang River in the future.

So naturally we have to take good care of her.

What He Daqing actually wanted to talk about was He Yuzhu.

But thinking that they had a feud before, and Wang Jianjun had already promised to take care of Yu Shui, he couldn't say anything more.

He Daqing then took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Wang Jianjun, saying:

"Jianjun, since you don't want the money, you must accept this booklet no matter what."

Wang Jianjun glanced at the booklet curiously and joked:

"Uncle He, you are not going to give me any martial arts secrets, are you?"

"Haha, it is indeed a martial arts secret book for us cooks. This is the recipe of Tan's dishes passed down in our family. Apart from the money, this copy of the recipe is the most valuable thing on me, Uncle He.

Keep this recipe for reference when you cook in the future. I hope you won’t refuse it, or I’ll be upset.”

Wang Jianjun looked at the menu and then at Sha Zhu.

Seeing that he just turned his head away and had no other reaction, he accepted the Tan family recipe and said solemnly:

"Uncle He, don't worry. I won't spread this recipe around."

Some time ago, Wang Jianjun was thinking about opening a high-end restaurant in Hong Kong.

He was still hesitating about what cuisine to choose.

Isn’t it available now?

This is Tan's cuisine.

Since it has been served as an official dish at a state banquet, hasn’t it become of a higher quality?

He Daqing was relieved to see Wang Jianjun accept the recipe.

Wang Jianjun’s kindness was so great that he would feel bad if he didn’t give him something in return.

Fortunately, although the money was not accepted, at least the recipe was accepted.