Siheyuan: Start shelling Qin Huairu

Chapter 44 He Yuzhu Has Changed

He Yuzhu brother and sister returned home with two big and small bags, which inevitably alarmed other people.

"Rainwater, what good things did you buy, such a big bag?"

Yao Mugen's daughter-in-law Cuihua asked familiarly.

"It's just some cloth. I plan to make two new sets of clothes for my brother." He Yushui said it honestly, which immediately aroused the eyes of others.

As for the new clothes, the big guys haven't worn them for a long time.

Those who have not had children are lucky, and the only cloth tickets they have every year can finally make up new clothes for themselves.

It's miserable when you have children. Children grow up fast and change clothes diligently. Often the couple's share is not enough for the children to wear.

I have to go to the black market to buy surplus cloth tickets from other people's homes, not to mention buying two new clothes for myself.

Li Cuihua is like this.

There are three children in her family, and she worries about the children's clothes every year. She hasn't changed new clothes for five years. When He Yushui said that she bought two new bolts of cloth, she was very envious.

But there is also some faint jealousy.

He pretended to be concerned and asked: "Oh, Yushui, you bought the wrong thing, why didn't you ask me before you bought something, now..."

She patted her thigh, pretending to be sorry.

After all, He Yushui didn't have much social experience, so he panicked when he heard the words, and said, "Sister Cuihua, what do you mean, what did I buy wrong?"

"Hey, you don't know. The supply and marketing cooperatives will sell polyester cloth every few days. What they sell now are coarse cloth and homemade cloth. They are either defective products from small factories or collected by some village collectives. What good things can there be?"

Li Cuihua said with emotion: "Yu Shui, if you wait to buy the latest polyester cloth, it would be a pity to buy it now, right Huai Ru?"

She looked at Qin Huairu, both of them were first-class workers in the Red Star Rolling Mill, and their relationship was pretty good.

Qin Huairu didn't look at He Yuzhu at all, just treated him as nothing, just nodded to He Yushui, and said:
"Cuihua is right, the new polyester cloth will arrive in a few days.

Rainwater, otherwise you should go back now, there should be time to go faster. "

Qin Huairu said so, but knew in her heart that it must be too late.

I feel a little relieved.

Silly Zhu, it will make you unable to wear good cloth clothes.

After listening to the conversation between the two, He Yushui finally understood what they meant, scratched his head, and said a little confusedly:
"But, but what I bought was the latest polyester cloth."

She took out three newly bought pieces of cloth from the bag and waved them. The smooth surface of the cloth was like silk and satin. It was obviously good cloth, and it was definitely not homemade cloth made by the village collective or defective products from some small factories.

"Impossible. It's the aunt who told me that the supply and marketing cooperative has nothing to offer. She won't lie to me."

Li Cuihua and Qin Huairu rushed over excitedly.

Grab the cloth and rub it inch by inch, and pull it with your hands without giving up, but no matter how you identify it, everything in front of you tells them that this is really the best polyester cloth.

And what makes them even more jealous is that besides the usual blue and royal blue, these three pieces of cloth actually have a bright brown color.

You must know that these bright colors are rarely sold on the market. They have been reserved by big figures as early as in the supply and marketing system, and there are no ordinary people at all.

Like Qin Huairu, she has long wanted to have a more colorful dress to wear during the New Year, but she can't buy it no matter what.

She couldn't help but be a little reluctant to let go, and couldn't help but look at He Yuzhu any longer, "Zhuzi, can you give me one meter of this brown cloth?"

"Next time, definitely next time."

Looking at Qin Huairu's begging face, He Yuzhu felt tired for a while.

Don't look at her as pitiful now, but the idea of ​​beating whores is actually for nothing.

She had already spent all her cloth tickets, and she still owed Yi Zhonghai some.

The "let" she said was actually nothing more than borrowing and not repaying. In her bones, she still couldn't change the thinking habit of Xiang He Yuzhu empty-handed.

"Sister Huairu, I can't lend you these cloths. My brother is about to be promoted to a third-level chef. I have to make two good-looking clothes for him.
Otherwise, if a cadre still wears the same blue or gray as ordinary workers, he will be looked down upon. "

He Yushui cleverly assisted He Yuzhu.

Ever since He Yuzhu told about his dream, He Yushui understood that his elder brother had really seen Qin Huairu's true face, so he let go of his worries and helped him establish a new image together.

She still counted on Yu Haitang to be her sister-in-law, so naturally she wouldn't give Qin Huairu a chance.

"Three, level three chef!"

Qin Huairu's body trembled violently, a third-level chef is equivalent to a sixth-level worker, and her monthly salary is not far from 100 yuan.

She looked at He Yuzhu in disbelief, "Zhuzi, what Yushui said is true, have you really been promoted to a third-level chef?"

Li Cuihua next to him, and other people watching the excitement in the yard also looked at He Yuzhu in surprise after hearing the words, not only shocked but still shocked.

"Don't listen to the nonsense of the rain, it's nothing."

He Yuzhu shook his head, denying He Yushui's statement.

Then, when Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief, he continued, "It's just that today's luck is good, and deputy factory manager Li praised me for my superb cooking skills and sense of responsibility, so he wrote a letter of recommendation for me to be promoted.

But if you want to really improve the work level, you still have to assess it, and the horoscope has not been written yet. "

He Yuzhu explained very modestly that he is not a braggart, he just likes to speak plain words.

After speaking, for fear that others would not know, he also specially greeted the second uncle Liu Haizhong who had just entered the door,

Said: "The second uncle also knows about this, and he has helped a lot.

Right, Second Uncle? "

"Silly Zhu, I'll help grandma!"

Liu Haizhong lost face today, and originally wanted to sneak back without knowing it, but He Yuzhu called him out of his tracks, and he almost scolded his mother in his heart.

It's just that things have come to this point, Liu Haizhong can no longer pretend to be a transparent person, facing everyone's inquiring eyes, he said cheerfully:
"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes."

In his heart, he wished to strangle He Yuzhu to death. Now that he was being praised by He Yuzhu, if the factory spread the truth, where would his old face be?

You don't need a knife to kill someone!
Liu Haizhong finally learned how powerful He Yuzhu's soft knife is.

Everyone in the yard didn't realize Liu Haizhong's embarrassment, and they all looked at He Yuzhu with admiration, thinking that Shazhu had really changed, not only not stupid, but on the contrary, he was much more promising than ordinary people.

Everyone figured out that there are Shazhu, Xu Damao, Jia Dongxu, and Yao Mugen among the young Shazhu in the yard.

The younger ones include Liu Guangyuan and Liu Guangfu, the sons of the second uncle, and Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiefang, the sons of the third uncle.

Among them, Jia Dongxu died, and Yao Mugen is only a third-level blacksmith until now, and he was not as good as Shazhu before, let alone now.

The only Xu Damao who is better is the film projectionist
In the past, everyone envied him for his easy work, and when he went out to show movies to others, he could receive red envelopes to earn extra money, which was much better than the position of a silly cook.

But in front of He Yuzhu, who is about to be promoted to a third-level chef, it is not enough to look at.

A third-level chef can be called a master, and Xu Damao is no match for flattering horses.

As for those Liu Guangfu who are younger, they can't even get into the steel rolling mill, and now they are just dawdling in some small factories, and they can't stand in front of He Yuzhu at all.

When everyone compared this game, they found that He Yuzhu was already No. 1 among the younger generation in the yard.

"Zhuzi, when the good thing is settled, remember to make a big event. The third master will send you a pair of couplets."

Yan Bugui came out and said loudly.

He can see clearly than everyone else that He Yuzhu's promotion to the third level chef at this juncture is not just a simple salary increase.

This is the rhythm of the canteen director.

The director of the cafeteria is a cadre, completely different from everyone else.

"Then I'll wait for the third master's wonderful pen."

He Yuzhu laughed, nodded to everyone, and led He Yushui back to his house.

(End of this chapter)