Siheyuan: Cooking journey

He Yuzhu didn't take it to heart. He probably went to the backyard to see Lou's father and mother early in the morning, and it was very natural.

He Yuzhu felt that Lou Xiao'e was probably shy, so she disappeared early in the morning, thinking back to what happened last night.

He Yuzhu felt an inexplicable surge of excitement in his heart, and was full of anticipation for the future.

It was really unexpected.

Lou Ma even taught me this kind of thing.

I stayed in bed for a while.

He Yuzhu looked at the time and stood up with joy.

Suit up.

I was just about to change the sheets.

He Yuzhu looked at the bedside and suddenly froze.

In the past, there was a wedding photo hanging there.

That was a painting commemorating our first wedding anniversary.

In the painting, the man has a gentle smile and the woman has her eyes slightly narrowed and her smile is extremely sweet.

Every stroke of the painting,

He Yuzhu remembered it all so clearly that he could even draw a new one.

But at this moment, the painting disappeared.

He subconsciously looked towards the dressing table.

He Yuzhu's heart couldn't help but tighten.

The comb that was supposed to be there was also missing.

There was silence in the house.

Very long time.

He Yuzhu walked towards the backyard with a calm expression.

His hand was on the door handle of the deaf old lady's house, trembling slightly, but he still pushed the door open firmly.

inside the house.

The deaf old lady sat with her head down, tears silently falling.

He Yuzhu looked at it quietly for a long time, then turned and left.

original,

No matter how deep the emotions are, sometimes they can be fragile and vulnerable.

【Fitness (max level): Deep affection...】

sunny.

The weather is very good.

The gentle breeze is warm and gentle, as if carrying a breath of tranquility.

He Yuzhu slowly pedaled his bicycle to work, feeling that the pedals were particularly light today.

Although he is the deputy director,

The actual work is still the same as before.

The power of the deputy director seems to be great and impressive, but it is just that if you don't use it.

It's like the imperial sword of ancient dynasties, which can be used to kill corrupt officials, but if you don't want to kill them, it's fine to hang it there as a decoration.

Arrived at the unit.

He Yuzhu walked around the kitchen as usual, then went to the office to make tea and read the newspaper.

Director Yang knocked on the door and walked in.

He Yuzhu looked up and saw that he looked serious. He asked calmly, "What happened?"

"It's a little tricky."

Director Yang sighed.

"Something happened to one of my comrades, the one who guaranteed the Lou family. It's been a few days, and I just got the news. With his accident, some of his decisions may complicate the situation.

"The Lou family has run into a lot of trouble. Although the courtyard you live in is nice, it's too conspicuous with so many people coming and going. It's best to move to a quieter place.

"No matter what the trouble is, it's no big deal as long as we can't find the person. After all, the Lou family's financial problems have been investigated, and the person is not the key. If we change to another place, the first choice is Evergreen."

"I understand."

He Yuzhu nodded calmly and asked, "Your comrade's affairs won't implicate you, right?"

"It's okay. It doesn't involve me. I have a different identity now."

Director Yang shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said solemnly:

"Recently, you should not go to my sister-in-law's house. I will not go there either. With our current status, it will have a bad impact."

Director Yang said nothing more and left in a hurry.

He Yuzhu flipped through the newspaper again, but found it difficult to concentrate.

I was in a trance for a while.

He went to the cafeteria to help make steamed buns.

"Master, where is Sister E? Why didn't I see her today?"

Yu Li asked curiously while kneading the dough.

"She is feeling a little unwell and is resting at home."

He Yuzhu spoke in a calm tone, and with a light pinch of his hand, a steamed bun was formed.

Ma Hua, who was standing by, looked on with envy and came up to flatter him:

"Master, your skills are still great. Well, well, several years ago, you said that you would teach me this skill when I got a partner. Now that I have a partner, you can teach me."

"Are you getting married? Why don't I see you handing out wedding candies?"

He Yuzhu glanced at him.

"Well, not yet..."

Ma Hua rubbed her hands on her apron and said a little embarrassedly, "We have only met a few times and established a relationship, but we haven't had a wedding yet."

"Oh."

He Yuzhu nodded and said leisurely:

"What I meant last time is that those who don't have a partner can't learn it. If you have a partner, you don't need to learn it, you will learn it naturally."

Ma Hua looked confused and muttered to himself.

He suspected that the master didn't want to teach him at all, and he vaguely felt that there was something else behind his words, but he couldn't understand why.

Liu Lan's cheeks turned slightly red, but she seemed to understand and winked at Yu Li.

Yu Li continued kneading the dough and rolled her eyes. Her face was even redder than Liu Lan's.

My heart was beating like a deer. I was afraid that I would not be able to watch He Yuzhu make steamed buns anymore.

I felt inexplicably weak.

Qin Huairu, who was also kneading dough, frowned slightly.

He Yuzhu said that Lou Xiao'e was resting at home, but she remembered very clearly that she saw the door of the neighbor's house was locked when she went to work.

Maybe he went to the backyard.

It was no secret to the people in the yard that Lou Xiao'e's parents lived with the old lady.

Qin Huairu did not delve into the matter further, but was thinking, since Lou Xiao'e had not gotten pregnant yet, should she wait any longer, or should she tell her now and let Xiao Huaihua recognize her as her godmother.

With this kinship, the two families can get closer. I don't believe they will ever talk to each other without any communication.

Dongzhi Primary School.

The uncle stopped his bicycle at the school gate and just as he entered the school gate, he saw Ran Qiuye sweeping with a broom. He asked curiously, "Teacher Ran, why are you sweeping the floor here when you are not in the office?"

Ran Qiuye looked up at him, lowered her head with a gloomy expression, and said nothing.

"Teacher Ran, why don't you say anything..."

The third uncle asked curiously.

At this moment, a shout came from the side: "Teacher Yan, what are you doing!"

The third uncle turned his head and looked.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged female teacher named Xiang, who was a team leader of the school's special group.

When he first started doing this, he was actually a little envious.

He was thinking about setting up one like this in the courtyard as well. That way, wouldn't he become the number one person in the courtyard whose words are heard?

However, when he thought that He Yuzhu was the second-in-command of the steel rolling mill, this idea immediately died down. It didn't make much difference whether he did it or not. Anyway, the most important words still had to be said by He Yuzhu.

"Teacher Xiang, what's going on here?"

The third uncle smiled and asked, "I just said hello to Teacher Ran and said a few polite words, but she got angry. What is she yelling about?" Teacher Xiang walked over with a stern face and warned in a serious tone:

"Teacher Yan, please be careful with your attitude when you speak and also be careful with your actions. Teacher Ran has a problem with her thinking. She will not be teaching in the future and will be responsible for cleaning. From now on, no one is allowed to talk to her. Anyone who talks to her is also mentally ill!"

"Teacher Yan, are you going to sweep the floor too?"

"Ah....."

The third uncle was so happy that he kept shaking his head.