The opening of the courtyard is a proficiency panel

Chapter 149 Happy Little Days, Stew Beg Subscription Ask Monthly Pass
Cooking a meal for the Lou family has gained a great unity. It is worthy of being the Lou family who claims to have half the property of the city.

The money is generous, usually when he goes out for weddings and weddings, the price is three or four yuan, but after too many people came to him, he raised it to five yuan.

As the price went up, the number of people looking for him naturally decreased, but he didn't regret it, the price was set too low, and he was exhausted.

And he is not particularly short of money now, he can't earn too much money at this time, otherwise he will end up being liquidated like Lou's family.

It is better to be a worker honestly first.

Since yesterday, the weather has started to cool down. Not only thunderstorms, but also heavy rain. The cold wind whistling through the courtyard, slapping the wooden doors and windows, awakening this quaint courtyard.

In the empty room of the central courtyard, the kettle on the stove was steaming.

He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the little girl He Yushui who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and couldn't help showing a warm smile on his face.

This little girl sneaked into her bed in the middle of the night last night. Seeing her creeping and cautious appearance, He Yuzhu suppressed her laughter so as not to disturb her.

Let her squeeze into his arms like a kitten, find a comfortable position, and snuggle up to him and fall asleep.

Leaning over and looking at the gray sky outside the window, He Yuzhu wanted to sleep a little longer, but seeing He Yushui's thin and bloodless little face in his arms, he gritted his teeth and turned over and got out of bed.

He turned around and tucked the quilt up for He Yushui, then walked lightly to the edge of the stove, first picked up the kettle to turn on the fire, then kicked open the stove door to let the temperature in the room rise slowly, lest He It's cold when it rains.

After finishing all this, He Yuzhu took the small pot of stick noodles last night, pushed open the door and came into the courtyard.

At this time, most of the people in the courtyard had already woken up.

Stretching and yawning neighbors, holding enamel urinals with red happy characters in their hands, greeted each other and walked to the public toilet outside the courtyard one after another.

Standing at the door of the house, He Yuzhu took a deep breath, only feeling that the air in the early morning was extraordinarily fresh, with a hint of sweetness in it, and his depressed mood improved a lot now.

I came to the edge of the pool and got some water to boil the stick noodle porridge, then put on a sky blue military overcoat, shrank my neck and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

All the way to the public canteen at the entrance of the alley, He Yuzhu couldn't help swallowing when he saw the big steaming steamed buns and fried golden crispy fritters in front of him.

He didn't plan to make breakfast anymore, he was a little lazy, let him decide to have a luxury today, and treat his stomach well.

Immediately spent [-] cents and [-] taels of food stamps, bought twelve big meat buns, and ran back to the courtyard with them in their arms.

right!You read that right, twelve meat buns cost [-] cents, or five cents each. Of course, the premise is that you have food stamps, otherwise you will pay five yuan each, and they will not sell you!

"Zhuzi! Go out and buy breakfast? You can't live like this. Hurry up and save your salary to marry a wife. The money will be gone after you spend it. Save it!"

"Hey! I know the third master!"

He Yuzhu hugged the steamed stuffed bun, just walked into the gate of the courtyard, met the third master in the front yard, saw that He Yuzhu went out to spend money to buy breakfast, and immediately scolded him with a straight face, He Yuzhu didn't dare to talk to him after listening, He quickly ran away with a quick answer.

After all, he knew very well that the third master was a man, if he stopped to chat with him, the buns in his hand might be less!
He Yuzhu ran all the way back to the house, and found that He Yushui had woken up, and was sitting on the bed nervously looking around. When he saw that he was back, his little face showed joy.

"Brother, why did you go? What is that in your arms?"

"I went out to buy breakfast, so get up quickly, brush your teeth and wash your face, we'll have buns later, all I bought today were meat buns, I won't keep them for you if I get up late."

"Eat meat buns? That's great! I like meat buns the most, and I'll get up soon."

He Yushui's eyes widened when he heard He Yuzhu talk about eating steamed stuffed buns. He jumped up from the bed with a thud, quickly put on his clothes, and ran out of the house with a washbasin in his hand.

Opened the lid of the pot and looked at the stick noodle porridge, and found that it was almost done.

After the meal was served, He Yuzhu and He Yushui ate. The steamed meat buns in the public canteen were pretty good, big and noisy, with plenty of fillings. One bite was full of oil, and the two of them immediately whetted their appetites. None of the 12 big meat buns were left, and they were all eaten up.

The two people who took out also drank a large bowl of sticky stick noodle porridge, all of which had round stomachs, especially the little girl He Yushui, who ate five big buns alone, and almost couldn't walk.

After eating, He Yuzhu sent He Yushui to school. These days, sending children to school when it rains is simply a torment.

He Yuzhu cut a figure out of oiled paper, like a cloak, and put it on his body to cover He Yushui, so that neither of them could get caught in the rain.

There is a reason why He Yuzhu hates rain.

Whether it is walking or cycling, it is very inconvenient.

After sending He Yushui to school with difficulty, He Yuzhu turned around and rode towards the rolling mill.

One day in the factory, I still cook in an ordinary way, and then I get off work at the end of the day.

After the advent of the era of public-private partnerships and tickets, the food in the workers’ canteen has deteriorated visibly.

Every day it's not cabbage, potatoes, or radishes, and it's hard to see the smell of meat.

The dishes for lunch today were not very good. He Yuzhu was not interested in packing them up, so he left them to other people in the back kitchen.

After work, he went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought some pork, beef, and vermicelli, and then rode to a place where no one was around, and put it in his portable space.

Only then did he ride the bicycle unhurriedly and headed towards Hongxing Primary School.

After receiving He Yushui back home, He Yuzhu asked He Yushui to do his homework, took out a handful of vermicelli from the storage room to soak in it, and went to the vegetable cellar to hold a Chinese cabbage, planning to make a pork stew with pork Vermicelli, while the beef is directly made into goulash with potatoes.

After stewing the meat, He Yuzhu began to prepare the seasoning again.

After He Yuzhu's careful proportioning of the seasoning, the aroma of the meat was stimulated to spread in the courtyard. The taste was stronger than that of ordinary people's stewed meat. Soon the entire courtyard was enveloped by a strong smell of meat.

At this time, the neighbors at home couldn't help but walk out of the house, sniffing vigorously while looking for the source of the fragrance.

When he found out that He Yuzhu was stewing meat at the door of his house, all of his faces showed expressions of disgust, especially Jia Dongxu, who scolded coldly:
"Hmph! What's the big deal, isn't it just a meal of meat? As for having to do it at the door of the house? What's wrong with it? It depends on what you will do after you spend all the bad money at home."

After scolding, he turned around and went back to his own home, and slammed the door of the house hard, making a loud noise.

He Yuzhu, who was looking down at the meat, was startled by Jia Dongxu's loud closing sound. When he raised his head and looked at the trembling doors and windows of Jia Dongxu's house, he immediately understood what was going on, and his face immediately turned cold.

Then he turned around and took a cattail fan, and fanned it vigorously in the direction of Jia Dongxu's house, watching the steaming white air on the pot continuously drifting towards Jia's house along the direction of the wind.

"Brother! What delicious food are you making? I smelled the scent as soon as I entered the courtyard. Why are you still fanning?"

Looking at the Jia family surrounded by the smell of meat, He Yuzhu was secretly proud. He Yushui walked in bouncing in with a small schoolbag, and asked a question with curiosity as soon as he entered the courtyard.

"Well... I feel a little choked, so I fanned it with a fan. You quickly put your schoolbag in the room, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"Let's eat pork stew with vermicelli and roast beef with potatoes tonight."

He Yuzhu was a little embarrassed by He Yushui's question, so he quickly changed the subject and covered it up. When He Yushui heard that he was going to eat stew tonight, he jumped three feet high happily. Throwing the schoolbag on the bed, she rushed to the edge of the sink to wash her hands.

"Yu Shui, you bring this bowl of stewed pork vermicelli to the third uncle."

He Yuzhu pointed to a small bowl on the table that was served separately. The soup was thin and watery, with only a cabbage leaf floating, and pork stewed vermicelli with one or two slices of pork, and said to He Yushui.

But even so, He Yushui's small face that was originally full of smiles collapsed in an instant, and he pursed his mouth and said dissatisfiedly:

"Ah? I still have to send it to the third master. It's rare for our family to eat stewed meat once, and we don't even have enough for ourselves. Even if it's broth, we can save the boiled cabbage to eat. Why send it to others."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he couldn't help laughing, at such a young age, he became a housekeeper!
It seems that all people are the same. Once their own interests are involved, they will calculate in their hearts. If this is the case, this sister can still be saved, as long as she pays attention to discipline in the future.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu squatted down in a good mood, raised his hand and rubbed He Yuzhu's little head, and then said earnestly:
"Silly girl, you are right to think so. We can't have enough to eat ourselves. We really shouldn't give food to others."

"But don't forget that the relationship between the third master and our family is relatively good. You forgot that when we came to the general meeting, the third master also spoke for us."

"The debt of favor, the longer it is owed, the harder it is to pay it off. After a long time, it can't be paid off with a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli."

"If you really don't want to part with it, be careful when dealing with the people in the courtyard in the future, and don't give them the opportunity to owe us favors."

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