No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

The next day, Shazhu came to Lou's house directly after work. He also bought a chicken from the factory today. You can't say that eating at Lou's house every day didn't make any contribution.

He is a chef, and he used to think that a chef should get things from the kitchen. But that day he gave Qin Huairu a can of lard. It was difficult to buy meat. If there was some cooked oil, she and the child would be better off.

But when they left, "Qin Huairu" was returned to him. He said that before Jia Zhang was here, she was not allowed to make the decision. But now, she can't accept it anymore. She has to set up correct guidance for her children and cannot rely on other people's charity to live.

Silly Zhu wanted to say, this was taken from the canteen, what kind of charity is it?
"Qin Huairu" shook his head and said, "I can't bear to take it from the canteen. It's the blood and sweat of the workers, and I can't bear to eat it." '

Silly Zhu said at the time that they were taken from the canteen and were eaten by the cadres. "Qin Huairu" still smiled, but stuffed it back into his hand.

Although there was no explanation, Silly Zhu understood that this was what she meant. The small canteen is for cadres to eat, but they still take the money from the big canteen. In fact, they are still eating the blood and sweat of the workers.

Silly Zhu's sense of morality is Yi Zhonghai's moral kidnapping. Now, in fact, Ou Mengmeng is also using moral kidnapping. I took things from you before, but there was nothing I could do about it. Jia Zhang was forcing me from behind. What can she do. Now that she is in charge, she has to tell her children that this is all wrong.

So she would rather suffer a little more than let her children become self-centered and think that the whole world should revolve around them. Isn’t it right to eat no meat and no flour buns? Who doesn't do this? People should rely on their own wages and live a life commensurate with it. They can throw away everything but their integrity.

Silly Zhu didn't sleep all night. He used to be the most annoying when people called him Silly Zhu. He felt that calling him by his name was respecting him. But what has he done to be respected?
He was uneducated, but he was proud of his craftsmanship. He knew it, but he didn't know why. He was talking about Tan's cuisine with Mrs. Lou, and he felt a little uncomfortable when Mrs. Lou talked about every dish that he was extremely familiar with. Got it; taking leftovers and cooked oil from the canteen is stealing!
So in the final analysis, "Qin Huairu" gave him a big blow yesterday. It almost destroyed his worldview.

So when he came today, he asked the canteen director to buy a live chicken. The director of the cafeteria sold it to him, but still gave him the honor of being a chef. Otherwise, even if there is a live chicken ticket, he will not be able to buy it.

Silly Zhu seems to have reconciled with himself this time. The canteen director who was looked down upon in every possible way before seems to have some problems of his own.

For example, he listened to what the fat director said today. There is no problem selling chicken to him because he is a chef and a colleague. 'But face is mutual. If you give him face, should you also give me some face? If you don’t have a ticket for chicken, you can’t buy it outside. You carry it in your hand like this and walk out of the factory in a grand manner. What do you think? What I know is that you bought it, but what I don’t know is that the people in your cafeteria have taken a lot of money from us behind our backs...'

Silly Zhu was not as talkative as before, but obediently tied up the chicken's beak, wings, and little claws, and carefully placed them in the bag.

It was rare for the fat director to see him so obedient, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Master He, you are the chef. You eat more and occupy more, and everyone has a hard time talking about it. But it is difficult now. The small workers in the cafeteria earn more than ten yuan a month, and there is a big family behind them. If you take it back, it may be oil It's your life. I won't let you take it. Can you share it with everyone?" The fat director said, still a little weak.

In fact, he had heard these words more than once, but he didn't pay attention to them and just said back, "The dishes from the small kitchen that I took are what I deserve; the dishes from the big kitchen, why don't you just save them with a spoon?" Already? 'But now that I think about it, the dishes in a big kitchen are not very greasy, but in a small kitchen he dares to cook only half of a chicken and take the other half home. It is indeed a bit excessive. He thanked the fat director and left.

This scared the fat director to death, mainly because every time he said it, Silly Zhu pretended not to hear him. He said he was in a hurry and gave him two more blows. If it weren't for his good craftsmanship, he would have stopped serving him long ago. As a result, he suddenly thanked him this time, and the old man couldn't stand it anymore. I watched him go blankly, not knowing what to say.

And He Yuzhu also felt heavy in his heart, thinking about the fat director's words. There were only two people in his family, and they were really a family. I was indeed a bit selfish before.

When we arrived at Lou's house, as soon as we entered the door, Yuyu was holding Lou Xiaomo and crying. Mr. Lou and Mrs. Lou were sitting next to each other with helpless expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Silly Zhu was not angry. These days, he didn't seem to get angry so easily. Maybe Qin Huairu said that only the weak speak with their fists. In the past two days, he calmed down and seemed to feel that his life was not so bad.

"Si Zhu, I'm sorry, I took Yu Yu to Baoding today." Lou Xiaomo looked at Si Zhu timidly.

It turns out that Lou Xiaomo's eyes turned red when he saw Yuyu and Shazhu in the kitchen with his mother the day before. He asked about the whole story. She was originally a kind person, and she was a bit enthusiastic. Looking at Yuyu's behavior, she knew that she wanted to She is a father. No matter how kind her brother is to her, Silly Zhu can never be like her father.

What's more, Shazhu is a bit stunned. He is actually good at Yu Yu, a girl who is materially good, but completely incompetent mentally. Thinking about it, Lou Xiaomo decided to take Yuyu to Baoding to meet He Daqing. No matter what, He Yuyu had to give up, and he would definitely die. Anyway, Baoding is not that far away. But neither of them told He Yuzhu.

"Okay, you know he won't see you, why are you going?" Hearing this, Shazhu sighed softly, squatted down and touched Yuyu's face gently.

Look at my 15-year-old sister. The old man passed away in 52. Yuyu was only 7 years old at that time, and he was 16. He also took his sister to look for her, but after waiting at the door for a whole day, he saw no one. After that, Yu Yu never mentioned He Daqing again.

And every time Silly Zhu got angry and fought with Xu Damao, Xu Damao would always say that his father had eloped with the widow and he didn't want them anymore. This is actually why he learned to speak with his fists.

If it had been before, he would have been angry, but now, looking at his sister's little face, he had let it go. I just wanted to let her give up so that she wouldn't regret it in the future.

"I saw him." Yuyu sobbed and hiccupped.

"We went to your dad's place of work. Your dad didn't know that you had gone to see him. But your dad gave us a dozen of these and said that he came back in the middle and knew that you were okay, so he went back again." Lou Xiaomo He handed Shazhu a dozen remittance orders. (End of chapter)