Siheyuan: Cooking journey

Life goes on as usual in the courtyard.

I finally went to the black market and bought two chickens.

Half was given to Deputy Director Li.

He Yuzhu chopped up the remaining half and stewed it with potatoes.

I have hardly eaten meat in the past two months.

To be honest, he was also very greedy.

There were bubbles bubbling in the casserole, and the fragrance slowly wafted out.

The only bad thing about a courtyard house is that when someone stews a chicken or stir-fries meat, the aroma can fill the entire yard, and it's not an exaggeration at all.

As the fragrance wafted in, He Yushui rushed into the house and said with a look of surprise:

"Brother, you made a chicken stew! It's awesome!"

He Yuzhu glanced at her and said nothing.

Since those words were spoken that night, the two of them have basically not communicated with each other.

The main reason was that he felt that He Yushui was hopeless, and he said those things just to fulfill his responsibilities as a brother. She could do whatever she wanted in the future, and if she was cheated by Qin Huairu again, he would not bother to care.

In order to avoid being soft-hearted and getting involved in those competitive affairs, he deliberately kept a distance from He Yushui.

When feelings fade, the relationship becomes distant, and it will be easier to stand aside and watch.

Otherwise, it would be really annoying to worry about this matter all day long.

The most important thing is that if you try to stop them, they might think you are meddling in their business.

Seeing his cold attitude, He Yushui's surprise was greatly reduced. She found a small stool in a depressed mood, sat down around the stove, and muttered quietly:

"Brother, do you really want me to move away now?"

You said it yourself.

It’s better to move away and stay away from Qin Huairu.

Otherwise, you would always be too concerned and feel extremely distressed if Widow Qin's family had any difficulties.

He Yuzhu remained silent and did not respond.

"elder brother……"

Seeing that he had no expression on his face and was still indifferent, He Yushui pouted and felt so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

"We are siblings. I know you are doing this for my own good. I didn't say anything or do anything. Why are you ignoring me?

"You know, I feel so sad when you are so cold. You are my only relative left. Don't you want me anymore?"

Seeing her like this, He Yuzhu felt a little sorry for her. He couldn't help but sigh and said softly:

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm just worried about work. I don't want to chase you away. Even if you get married and go out to work, if you want to come back and stay for a few days, you're always welcome. Anyway, the house is here and no one can take it away."

"really?"

He Yushui wiped her tears and watched eagerly.

"real."

He Yuzhu nodded reluctantly and asked, "How is your work going?"

Since you can't bear to ignore this silly sister, then arrange for her to go out quickly, so that you don't have to be annoyed by seeing her always helping Widow Qin's family.

"I'm just hesitating." He Yuzhu said in a dilemma: "On one hand, there's the textile factory you mentioned, and on the other hand, there's being a teacher."

"What's there to hesitate about? Just go to the textile factory." He Yuzhu suggested.

"But, but, working in a textile factory is very hard."

He Yushui was worried and very unhappy.

"Is it hard to work in a textile factory? Aren't all the workers women? If it's hard, aren't there male workers as well?"

He Yuzhu was puzzled. He had heard that the benefits in the textile factory were good, but he had not heard that it was hard work.

"It's not the kind of hard work that involves physical labor."

He Yushui explained with a bitter face: “I went to the textile factory and the old workers said that the work was tedious and very tiring;

“I can’t explain it clearly, but that’s what the old workers said: Even the easiest job requires walking 40 kilometers a day, back and forth, and the most strenuous jobs require walking 60 kilometers;

"No matter what I do, I'm exhausted just by walking."

He Yuzhu frowned. He really didn’t understand this.

As far as he knew, the textile industry was considered light industry in modern times and should be quite easy.

Is it because today’s machines are outdated and technology is not advanced?

He Yuzhu was in deep thought, feeling touched. He walked dozens of kilometers a day.

Steel workers and textile workers were the representatives and symbols of workers of that era.

Steel workers forged a new era.

Weavers weave a blue sky.

What awaits them in the future is not a medal of honor, but leaving the place where they once shed their youth and passion.

Somehow, He Yuzhu's mind felt a little blank.

Why would a cook think about these things? He Yuzhu shook his head, looked at the sad-looking He Yushui, and asked:

"Isn't there an easier job in the textile factory? Like being a broadcaster or something like that."

"Yes, there are, but the textile factory didn't recruit this type of workers this year. It seems that they built a new workshop, which is full of this type of positions."

After He Yushui finished explaining, he became worried again: "I want to be a teacher, but now the holidays are almost over, and I have to wait a long time before I can go to work after school starts."

"Don't even think about being a teacher. Just listen to me."

He Yuzhu shook his head.

The future of teachers is bleak, and this is the worst choice.

I remember that Ran Qiuye later became a teacher. She is still in college now, so I have to remind her not to be a teacher anymore.

Thinking of Ran Qiuye, I couldn't help but...

He Yuzhu started to worry again. He had clearly told her not to wait, so this silly girl wouldn't go to the bus stop to wait again.

As soon as I said that, my mind drifted away.

He Yushui looked at him and thought it was strange. "Brother, why can't you be a teacher?"

"I don't think you're suitable, that's all."

He Yuzhu came back to his senses, talked nonsense, thought for a while, and said:

"Since the textile factory is so tiring, you shouldn't go there. Have you asked about grain stores, department stores, etc.? Working in these places is not bad either."

It is not difficult to arrange He Yushui to work at the steel rolling mill, but it is too close. If she lives in a courtyard house, this silly sister with a kind heart might be used by Qin Huairu in some way. In order to avoid trouble, it is better to arrange her to work far away.

"Brother, do you have any misunderstandings about these jobs?"

He Yushui found it funny, but said helplessly: "Those grain stores and department stores are the best and easiest jobs. How can ordinary people get in? Besides, the staff has been decided long ago, so there is no shortage of people."

That's it.

He Yuzhu blinked. He really didn't understand this.

"Brother, how about this? I'll go to your steel mill cafeteria. Your factory is hiring a lot of people this time, so the cafeteria must be short of staff."

He Yushui gritted his teeth, expectantly and firmly assured:

“I know, although I am very upset with Sister Qin’s family, and I am also angry that you have helped so much, but they still don’t appreciate it;

“But if I see that Sister Qin’s family is pitiful and her children don’t have enough food to eat and are not doing well, I still can’t help but want to help;

"But I promise that I will ask for your opinion first. If you say no, then I won't help. If things really get tough, I think we can help a little so that the children won't go hungry.

"The child is still so young. After all, it's a life. We can't really just ignore it."

"..."

You are quite self-aware and know what you are like.

I still want to go to the cafeteria, Qin Huairu is there.

He Yuzhu was speechless, feeling exhausted, and said quietly:

"Don't mention it. The cafeteria is not suitable for you. I'll ask someone and find you another job."

The only person who can help is Director Yang.

As the factory director, he knows many of the factory management, so it is not difficult to arrange He Yushui to work far away.

"Ok."

Seeing that her brother disagreed, He Yushui was a little depressed. In fact, she didn't like the job of a chef, but she really wanted to work with her brother.

Soon, the chicken was stewed.

Her mood also improved, and she was left with only anticipation and joy.