Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Yi Zhonghai was so upset. Jia Dongxu was lazy and got into trouble. But what did it have to do with him, Yi Zhonghai? He, Yi Zhonghai, couldn't just stare at Jia Dongxu all day.

"Yi Zhonghai... you have to be responsible for Dongxu's funeral. Otherwise, how would we two widows understand this?" Jia Zhang said viciously: "Dongxu must be buried in a grand manner."

Yi Zhonghai was stunned. Jia Dongxu had said that. He told the Jia family to have nothing to do with him. Why did these two people come to him?

However, Yi Zhonghai quickly realized that these two people wanted him to pay for the things.

"I'm sorry, Master. Dongxu was not in a clear mind when he left." Qin Huairu said pitifully, "But I know that you have always been very good to the Jia family."

"I'll have to rely on you, uncle, for your care in the future. Regarding Dongxu's funeral..."

Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed. He didn't expect things to turn out this way. "Don't worry. I'll take care of the funeral. Now find someone to send Dongxu home."

"Oh, we still need to buy a coffin... You guys go check on Dongxu first. I'll go find Zhuzi right away. He has a lot of errands to run for me."

Yi Zhonghai was like a plane that had been fully refueled, instantly regaining energy and strength. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sha Zhu returned to the cafeteria listlessly and sat there in a daze. He was afraid that his dream was doomed. That damn Jia Dongxu, why didn't he die earlier?

And Ding Weidong, why are you joining in the fun? It shows that you know medical skills. Otherwise, Jia Dongxu wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

Just as I was in a daze, I saw Yi Zhonghai running towards me in a hurry.

"Zhuzi, come out for a moment. I have something to talk to you about." Yi Zhonghai said to Sha Zhu anxiously, "Hurry up, what are you daydreaming about?"

"Uncle, I have something else to do. Director Yang wants to entertain guests." Sha Zhu said. It was past ten o'clock and he had to get ready right away.

Of course, Shazhu doesn't have to worry about the big pot of food.

"Why are you still cooking? Hurry up and ask for leave." Yi Zhonghai whispered, "Qin Huairu came to me again and asked me to handle Dongxu's funeral."

"Ah, just do it." Sha Zhu replied casually.

"You are such a fool." Yi Zhonghai said, "I know what you are thinking. Think about it, Qin Huairu asked me for help, which means she doesn't agree with some of Dongxu's practices."

"Here you go, your chance has come. Hurry and grab it."

Sha Zhu was overjoyed: "Uncle, is that true? What should I do?"

"Find two people to send Dongxu back." Yi Zhonghai said, "The factory doesn't need to arrange it. Qin Huairu will be grateful to you."

"I'll go buy a coffin now and wait for you to send Dongxu back." "Okay, then I'll take my two apprentices with me." Sha Zhu nodded repeatedly.

Yi Zhonghai turned and left, and Sha Zhu didn't even ask for leave. He was about to leave with his two apprentices when he ran into Zhang Jinbiao, the canteen director.

"Shazhu, what are you doing? Director Yang has ordered that you must make pickled fish for lunch today..." said Zhang Jinbiao.

"I'm busy, so I'm asking for leave today." Sha Zhu said anxiously, "And my two apprentices!" "You actually want to ask for leave? No." Zhang Jinbiao was furious.

"Hehe, Jia Dongxu from our hospital is gone. I have to go back to take care of the funeral. You won't even allow me to take a leave?" Sha Zhu clenched his fists so hard that they made a clattering sound.

Zhang Jinbiao was confused. If he was not allowed to take leave, Sha Zhu would be right to beat him up.

This is not the era of the capitalists in later generations who would not allow you to take leave and even ask your father to die a few days later. Today, workers and farmers are truly in charge.

"What should I do with the lunch reception?" Zhang Jinbiao muttered to himself.

Sha Zhu, along with his two apprentices Ma Hua and Fatty, had already run away.

"No, I have to report to Director Yang right away. Otherwise, when the guests come later, this matter will be troublesome."

Zhang Jinbiao hurried to find Yang Weiming.

Zhang Jinbiao is the director of the third canteen. He is Director Yang's man, but he has been tortured by Sha Zhu.

Yang Weiming was also furious: "This bastard, actually... Never mind. I can't say anything about this!" "Then we can only arrange lunch in the fourth cafeteria. No, I'll go over and take a look first."

Yang Weiming was helpless. He looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock. The guests would arrive in another half an hour.

When Yang Weiming arrived at the fourth canteen, he saw Ding Weidong and Li Huaide there. Yang Weiming smiled and greeted Li Huaide and Ding Weidong.

"Chief Ding, with your medical skills, it's a pity that you don't become a doctor." Yang Weiming said with a smile: "Old Li, our medical department doesn't have a chief yet. How about asking Chief Ding to take over temporarily?"

"That's fine, but it depends on what Section Chief Ding thinks." Li Huaide said with a smile, "I can't tell Section Chief Ding what to do."

Ding Weidong smiled faintly: "Forget it. Anyway, I am also in the factory. If there is any emergency, I will help."

Yang Weiming didn't expect Ding Weidong to accept his olive branch. There would be plenty of time and opportunities in the future. Today was just a gesture of goodwill.

"Old Li... let's leave it at that for now. Don't bother Chief Ding anymore." Yang Weiming said, "By the way, I

There is a table of guests at noon, and we need to entertain them here. Please, Chef He."

"Okay, that's no problem." Li Huaide said proudly.

Yang Weiming bowed his head because of this matter, so Li Huaide naturally had to give him face. Moreover, according to reason, Yang Weiming

Ming is the factory director and he has the authority to arrange some matters.

"Let Chef He take charge of the arrangements for eight people at noon. But there must be pickled fish and big plate chicken." Yang Weiming said.

"Well... I'm afraid it's too late to prepare the ingredients right now." Li Huaide said with embarrassment: "I have a reception arranged for lunch today, but the ingredients I prepared are only enough for one table."

Yang Weiming said quickly: "Yes, I have the ingredients! Just ask someone to go to the third canteen to get them." Ding Weidong had lunch with Li Huaide and his gang of cronies.

"Tsk tsk, Chef He's cooking skills are getting better and better." Li Huaide exclaimed: "This fish is very fresh, I really don't know how he made it."

Ding Weidong smiled faintly. What else can he do? Of course, it's technology and hard work. The Fresh King is no joke. I just don't know if I can get more of this kind of technology and hard work in the future.

"How about finding an opportunity to slap Shazhu a few times?" Ding Weidong pondered secretly in his mind.

Ding Weidong uncovered Yi Zhonghai's disguise in the small warehouse today. He had hoped to get some reward, but he didn't expect there would be no reward at all.

"It seems that only in the Red Star Compound will there be rewards for hitting these beasts." Ding Weidong said secretly in his heart.

Yang Weiming and six or seven other people were drinking. When the pickled fish was served, the spicy and fresh smell spread. The delicious taste in the mouth made people unable to put down their chopsticks.

"I never thought that Sha Zhu's sister's cooking skills are much better than Sha Zhu's." Yang Weiming secretly said in his heart: "When Sha Zhu comes, I will bring him over to taste it."

"Let's see if he can copy it. I just don't know if Shazhu is willing to do so."

Ding Weidong had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he rode his bike home. He also had an excuse. Not only could he go to the police station, but he also said that the proposal was written overnight. It was reasonable for him to go back and rest now.

Li Huaide took the plan to the department.

When Ding Weidong got home, it was about 1:30 in the afternoon. Li Qingyu was making clothes in the north bedroom, and Xiaoyuer was taking a nap on Ding Weidong's kang.

The sewing machine was placed in Li Qingyu's bedroom on the north side. As for the two pieces of cloth, they were also on the kang here.

"Brother Dong, you're back early today." Li Qingyu came up to him happily.

"I'll go to the Material Bureau and look for Fan Dalei later." Ding Weidong said with a smile, "I'll arrange for you to work in the supply and marketing cooperative. But if this is the case, Xiaoyuer won't be able to take a nap."

"Yeah, I forced Xiaoyuer to go to bed. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do any needlework." Li Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "This little girl is too noisy. It's all your fault..."

At this moment, there was a shouting sound. Ding Weidong and Li Qingyu hurried to the door. Sha Zhu came in with two apprentices, carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

There were four men carrying the stretcher, and they took turns carrying it.

After Sha Zhu went to the small storehouse to meet Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi, he said directly to Qin Huairu: "Sister Qin, just now the uncle told me to carry Brother Dongxu back. He went to buy a coffin."

"Okay, thank you Zhuzi." Qin Huairu said softly.

They both stared at Jia Dongxu's **, afraid that a cat or dog would run in.

"Fatty Ma Hua, you two carry it..." said Sha Zhu.

In Sha Zhu's opinion, this is how apprentices should be ordered around.

"No, you want us to carry it? That's not possible." The fat man shook his head and said, "Not to mention that we can't carry it this far, even if we can carry it, it won't work."

"We haven't even gotten married yet, how can we go and carry a murdered **?"

"Yes, Master, we can't do that." Ma Hua shook his head and whispered, "Even if we find married people to carry it, we have to find two young men with strong yang energy to lead the way."

"Fatty and I can do this."

"Why the hell are you talking so much nonsense... Forget it, I'm going to go out and find a nemesis!" Sha Zhu said dejectedly. This meant that he had to spend money, but when he thought that the money was spent on his beloved Sister Qin, he didn't care.

"Fatty Ma Hua, you guys go to the cafeteria to eat, and bring some food to Sister Qin and the others. I'm going out to find Wobo." Sha Zhu said.

By the time we found all four Wobos, it was already late. Because Wobos also need to eat.

Ding Weidong and Li Qingyu were watching from the door of their house. Li Qingyu's face was full of fear. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was a ** under the white cloth.

When they got home, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu burst into tears again.

Yan Bugui stood at the door of his house, his eyes rolling around. No one knew what he was thinking.