Siheyuan: Cooking journey

inside the house.

He Yuzhu sat at the dining table, drinking water and tapping the table unconsciously with his fingers. The scene of Xiaodang accidentally swallowing toothpaste replayed in his mind, and waves of sadness surged in his heart.

He received orthodox education since childhood, has correct values, and the idea of ​​helping others has long been deeply rooted in his mind.

As an orphan, his growth is inseparable from the help of many kind-hearted people, so he is willing to give back to society and help others within his ability.

Witnessing the scene just now, he could hardly suppress the urge to lend a helping hand. After all, compassion is a person's most basic moral bottom line.

The plight of the orphans and widows was indeed heartbreaking. But when he thought about the possibility that these three children would grow up to be ungrateful, he reluctantly suppressed the urge to help. He was willing to help others, but he did not want to nurture those "ungrateful ungrateful people" so as not to hurt more people. He took a deep breath, made up his mind, and was about to go out to work when He Yushui pushed the door open.

Compared with yesterday, she seemed more depressed today. She lowered her head, poured a glass of water and drank it silently with an expressionless face.

He Yuzhu glanced at her and sighed inwardly.

No matter what, no matter how ignorant my sister is, she is still my biological sister after all.

I say I don't care, but I can't really let it go.

At least he couldn't ignore her until she was able to live independently.

He Yuzhu knew in his heart that compared with Qin Huairu, He Yushui was too simple and naive, and would only be fooled in this courtyard. The best strategy was to arrange a way out for her as soon as possible.

"Your senior year is almost over, right?"

He Yuzhu thought about it and asked.

You can start looking for a job after graduating from high school. Once you have a job and find a good family, this silly sister will have a home, and she won't be hanging around in front of you all day, doing some stupid things and annoying you.

"Ah."

He Yushui responded perfunctorily.

"What are your plans after graduation?"

He Yuzhu didn't mind her attitude and continued to ask.

"I haven't decided yet. I want to go to university, but I also want to go straight to work."

Going to college is not an option.

According to the time calculation, going to college at this time would get you into a lot of trouble.

So He Yuzhu suggested: "You should go to work. Our steel mill is in need of a broadcaster. You can give it a try."

At that time, graduating from high school was a very good academic qualification and one could find a job in any factory.

If he graduates from university, the treatment will be better. He will be assigned a job by the state and start directly as a technician. His salary will even be higher than that of an eighth-level cook like him.

"I do not want to go."

He Yushui rolled her eyes. She knew that Yu Haitang from her class was planning to work as a broadcaster at a steel mill, and she didn't want to compete with her to avoid embarrassment when they met in the future.

"How about going to a textile factory?"

He Yuzhu made another suggestion.

The textile factory is the factory with the best conditions nearby. The salary level is similar to that of the steel mill, but because of its good performance and generous welfare benefits, it also distributes fruits during festivals and provides monthly meal ticket subsidies. Most importantly, it provides collective dormitories.

Once the job is confirmed, he plans to let He Yushui move out.

In this way, the problem was solved, which was exactly what He Yuzhu wanted.

"Humph, you don't have to mind my business. You even chased me away last night."

He Yushui snorted in dissatisfaction. She was scolded last night and went hungry all night. The resentment in her heart had not yet dissipated, so she naturally disagreed with He Yuzhu's words.

"Okay, then I don't care about you anymore, you can leave now, I have to go to work."

He Yuzhu pushed her out of the door without saying a word and locked it.

"How could you do this? This is my home too."

He Yushui looked aggrieved and sobbed, tears seemed to be about to fall again.

"You locked the door and didn't give me the key. What should I eat? How can there be such a brother? Are you my real brother?"

I also want to ask in my heart, are you my biological sister?

He Yuzhu secretly complained in his heart.

The room on the other side is not big and there is no coal stove, so we usually cook and eat here.

The reason for locking the door was not to prevent her from doing so, but mainly because I was afraid that she would make a mess of the house again.

"I'll give you the meal ticket and money. Go out and eat by yourself."

He Yuzhu thought about it, gave her some food coupons, and stuffed two cents into her pocket.

There are quite a few public-private joint-venture restaurants out there, and in addition to paying in cash, you also have to use food stamps.

A bowl of noodles costs four ounces of food coupons, or ten cents.

One bowl for breakfast and one bowl for lunch, 20 cents is enough. No more.

After everything was arranged, He Yuzhu was too lazy to talk to her anymore and went straight to work.

Get the finances under control first, leave her alone, and let her experience what it feels like to be penniless and controlled by others.

She is so proud and unwilling to suffer bullying. She thinks she has grown strong enough. Needless to say, she will take the initiative to find a job and start her own business.

In this way, the problem is solved perfectly.

……

The quarreling sounds from next door reached Qin Huairu's ears.

She looked out through the window and saw that He Yuzhu had already gone out for work. She couldn't help but look at the toothpaste on the windowsill with complicated eyes.

"Mom, Mom, can I have some more toothpaste?"

Xiaodang asked in a baby voice, pulling at the corner of her clothes.

Qin Huairu felt a pang of sadness in her heart and squatted down.

He said gently: "Little dear, toothpaste doesn't taste good and you can't eat it."

"But, but..."

Xiao Dang tilted his head.

Puzzled and puzzled, "Didn't mom say that Uncle Silly's toothpaste smells good and tastes the best? Can I eat it?"

Qin Huairu subconsciously hugged Xiaodang tightly, feeling mixed emotions. She didn't know what to say, nor did she know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

But she knew that doing so would temporarily fill the children's stomachs.

The ten kilograms of flour that an uncle asked an aunt to deliver, and the familiar lunch box, should appear again soon.

No matter why He Yuzhu became so indifferent and stopped supporting them, Qin Huairu knew in her heart that he really loved these three children.