Hello, I'm He Yuzhu

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The next day, February 2th.

The New Year's Eve is here, and the time has entered 1981.

Preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner as usual, He Ping, a chubby little guy, became the favorite of the group.

The little guy has been several months old, because he has been with Lou Xiaoe for a long time every day, the first thing he will talk about is: Mom.

He also learned to crawl, knowing that if you don't pay attention, he might crawl out far away if he is not sure.

"Go! Go! Go······"

Lou's mother yelled at He Ping's older brothers and sisters: "Don't keep kissing He Ping's face, you should be a bitch when you grow up!"

Lou Xiao'e couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, you never heard of this news!"

Lou's mother: "The older generation said so, when I gave birth to you, your grandmother told me..."

But He Ping was fat and chubby, and he was rare. He Xiao always pinched his younger brother's face secretly, or slapped his cheek hard.

He Ping was teased by them, sometimes babbling and laughing, and sometimes crying loudly.

In short, the family is very lively.

The big red lanterns at home are on duty again, cutting happy characters, and pasting window grilles. It is estimated that in ten or eight years, many people will no longer know this craft.

"Zhuzi, it's time for you to lose weight, look at how fat you are now, your belly is like a swimming ring..."

Yo, Ran Qiuye despises herself?
"Qiu Ye is right, Zhu Zi, you are so fat that you are struggling to tie your shoelaces, at least reduce your belly!"

Alas, even Lou Xiao'e despises herself?
He Yuzhu squeezed and kneaded, and also thought that he was a little fat, and couldn't help but find reasons for himself to be fat. Isn't it normal for people to gain weight in middle age?

Looking at the big fish and big meat, he also tried his best to control his appetite. It seems that light food should be the main food in the future.

This year, the children who were watching the New Year were tired from playing early, and they didn't even eat the dumplings in the middle of the night. It was only a few adults who watched the New Year and finished eating the dumplings before resting.

the next morning.

"Mom, why are you still eating dumplings?"

Ba Jin rubbed his eyes, seeing that he ate fried dumplings for breakfast, he was disgusted.

"It's crazy to see you, I don't like meat dumplings, no matter how many people want to eat them, they can't eat them!"

Ran Qiuye was heating up the dishes, fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks.

Lou Xiaoe also brought the children in.

"Yesterday you guys went to bed early, no one ate the dumplings, so why don't you have to eat the leftover dumplings today!"

He Xiao is not picky about food, He Xiao is a clever ghost, and he doesn't say anything if he doesn't like it. Isn't there so many dishes?

He Yuzhu looked at the table of chicken, duck, fish, and dumplings and felt dry, so he couldn't help suggesting: "Why don't you cook some porridge, it's too greasy and too dry."

Lou's mother: "No way, Zhuzi, those who celebrate Chinese New Year can't eat thin ones, they have to eat dry ones, as the old saying goes..."

This morning, everyone allocated a certain amount of fried dumplings. The children were reluctant, as if they were taking medicine, but they did not dare to object to the adults, and finished the dumplings with difficulty.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, He Yuzhu took Zhou Yurong to the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone.

It was also on this day that Yan Bugui came out of the detention center.

After learning that his family had paid He Yuzhu 5000 yuan before he could come out, Yan Bugui's body softened and he fell down.

Yan Bugui was admitted to the hospital as soon as he came out, but he was fine and just went home to recuperate.

After this blow, Yan Bugui didn't want to see He Yuzhu anymore in his life, even the word 'He Yuzhu' was not allowed to be mentioned at home.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the Special Economic Zone and came to Nanshan, the factory simply built a wall.

After negotiating with local leaders, ZF's construction team was hired, together with the local people, and began to work overtime to renovate the factory.

He Yuzhu and Zhou Yurong lived in the ZF guest house. Zhou Yurong was extremely concerned about his work performance when he arrived in the special zone. He always discussed work with He Yuzhu, and gradually He Yuzhu also discovered her intentions.

He Yuzhu also thought about it in his heart. In the future, there will be hundreds or thousands of employees in the garment factory. No matter how hard Zhou Yurong works, she really can't handle such a big mess.

Even after Huaihua graduates, He Yuzhu will not let her manage the factory alone. The factory director must hire someone with production and management experience, one for internal and one external, and production and sales will be separated at that time.

Huaihua can supervise the internal affairs of the group on behalf of the group, but is not allowed to intervene in production matters. Maybe Zhou Yurong can stay and supervise the finances. This is He Yuzhu's plan.

He Yuzhu intends to find an appropriate time to talk to Zhou Yurong, so that the higher her expectations, the greater her disappointment will be.

"Zhuzi, it's late at night and you want to go out?"

"Yes, sister Zhou, I can't sleep and go to the construction site to see!"

Back in Nantian, the house seemed to have been watered, it was too humid, and He Yuzhu, who couldn't sleep, was about to go out for a walk.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you!"

Zhou Yurong, who lived next door to He Yuzhu, went back to the house and took off his pajamas, put on a coat, and followed He Yuzhu all the way to the garment factory under construction.

Looking from a distance, the lights are bright, and the buzzing sound from the mixer is also there.

When he got closer, He Yuzhu felt a surge of anger in his heart.

It was agreed to work in two shifts, work day and night, and the machines did not stop, but the real situation is that the workers are slack in their work, and only one third of the staff are working, and they are still working hard.

He Yuzhu paid overtime pay on a head-to-head basis at night, but he spent a lot of money and got such a result. No one would be happy if he changed it.

"Zhuzi, these people are too outrageous, let me talk about them."

He Yuzhu grabbed Zhou Yurong: "Sister Zhou, don't lose your identity, and go to the local leaders to coordinate this matter tomorrow!"

He Yuzhu still understands the truth that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake. He is no longer young, and he has learned to endure a long time ago. In this unfamiliar night, what if something happens to the two of them?
Safety is the most important thing.

Zhou Yurong, who was held by He Yuzhu's hand, felt a strange feeling in her heart. She was so ashamed that she almost put her head on her chest, and her face was as red as a tomato.

The body is hot like boiling water, and the body temperature keeps rising.

Because it was Heitian, He Yuzhu didn't notice anything strange about Zhou Yurong.

Speechless all the way, He Yuzhu was thinking about the construction work, while Zhou Yurong's heart was in a mess.

Back at the hostel, He Yuzhu was covered with a damp quilt, tossing and turning in agony, tossing and tossing for a long time, Zhou Yurong was in a room separated by a wall, covered with a quilt.

As for the man she was thinking of, he was already snoring.

I couldn't help thinking: Zhou Yurong...Zhou Yurong, why did you become so shameless and shameless?
After so many years, why can't I bear it anymore? I'm over forty years old, how can I do such a thing?
After self-hypnosis, Zhou Yurong lay in bed with insomnia, as if two villains were fighting in his heart.

Zhou Yurong: You are an old mistress, you are still attractive to men...
Zhou Yurong: He is my daughter's future father-in-law, you can't do that...
Zhou Yurong: How can a cat not steal?Don't you want to live a prosperous life like Ran Qiuye and Lou Xiaoe?Don't you want your future children to have a bright future?

If you follow him, you will have everything.

That night, Zhou Yurong was physically and mentally exhausted.

There are always two voices in my heart, with two completely different opinions.

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