Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 83
Ma Hua quickly came over and took the ingredients from Yang Jun's hand.

"Director Yang, my master is preparing the food in front. Let me help you with the ingredients first."

Yang Jun didn't care. Every time he came, Ma Hua handled the ingredients, and Shazhu took the last step.

"Isn't your master never going to fetch food? The sun is shining in the west today?"

Yang Jun sat on the chair where Sha Zhu often sat, opened Sha Zhu's tea jar and looked at the tea leaves inside.

It was full of high foam. There was only one or two cups in it, and there was no place to drink it. Looking at the foam on the tea leaves, I guess it had not been changed for a few days.

Silly Zhu always likes to pretend to be a cultured person when he has nothing to do, so he also learned to drink tea, but he has no money, so he can only drink high foam. After drinking, he is reluctant to throw it away, so he can only add some foam to enhance the taste. .

"Hey, I've got into trouble with Xu Damao again."

While Ma Hua was cleaning up the pork quickly, he was defending his master's injustice.

"Xu Damao's grandson went around the factory to spread the word that my master and Qin Huairu were hooking up. When my master heard about it, he was naturally not happy."

After hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and knew that Shazhu had gone to the front to perform Parkinson's signature moves.

Silly Zhu and Xu Damao grew up together. They fight all day long. Today you say bad things behind my back. Tomorrow I will pay them to beat you up. It can be said that these two people have lived a lifetime. Just fight for a lifetime.

Sure enough, not long after, I heard a noise coming from the front.

"Silly Zhu, do you believe that Mr. Mao complained that you deducted food from employees so that you couldn't eat and walked around?"

Silly Zhu banged the vegetable basin with his spoon, looking indifferent and shouted,

"Thief Sun, if you don't go, you will take my surname from Mr. Zhu."

Complaints are useless. It’s not like he hasn’t been complained before. Those big leaders still expect him to run a small stove, and they can assign him to the production workshop?
"Silly Zhu, you..."

Xu Damao was so angry that he couldn't speak. He usually made small reports against Si Zhu, but when the superiors ignored him, he really couldn't do anything about Si Zhu.

"Silly Zhu, if I don't give you Mao Ye a full charge today, I won't leave."

Xu Damao angrily threw his lunch box in front of the window, occupying his position to prevent the people behind him from getting food.

"Sun thief, do you believe I will show you melons tonight?"

Silly Zhu squinted his eyes, not afraid of Xu Damao at all. He usually gave some favors to the old ladies in the workshop and then asked them to look at the melons.

The so-called melon-looking thing is to take off your pants and look at the object that looks like a melon.

In the original play, Silly Zhu asked the old ladies in the workshop to show Xu Damao his melons and hide his trousers. Later, because of this incident, the whole hospital held a meeting to criticize Xu Damao's improper style.

If nothing else happens, according to the original plot, an all-staff meeting will be held tomorrow night.

Yang Jun didn't want to get entangled in such trivial matters, so he stood up and walked to the front, took the spoon from Silly Zhu's hand, dug out two large spoonfuls of vegetables and put them in Xu Damao's lunch box.

"Master... Director Yang, I complained to Silly Zhu for deducting food from employees..."

Yang Jun's face darkened and he interrupted him angrily.

"Okay, I don't want the personal grudge between you two to affect other employees' dining. You, Xu Damao, are too busy. There are so many canteens, and you insist on going to one canteen. Are you deliberately quarreling?"

"Absolutely not, Director Yang... isn't this canteen closer?"

Xu Damao smiled coquettishly, and then said to Silly Zhu arrogantly: "Silly Zhu, Director Yang is in charge, let's see if you dare to deduct your Master Mao's food in the future."

"Sun thief, I see you are itchy. If it weren't for Director Yang's sake, I would..."

Silly Zhu said as he took off his apron and was about to go out from the kitchen to teach Xu Damao a lesson.

When Xu Damao saw this, he immediately ran away without forgetting to say harsh words.

"Silly Zhu, just wait..."...

Back to the kitchen.

Silly Zhu added some charcoal to the stove and made the fire bright. Then he burned the pot, added oil, and slid the marinated pork into the pot. There was a sizzling sound. After a while, the whole house was filled with the aroma of meat. the taste of.

In less than 10 minutes, the three dishes of stir-fried beef with green pepper, sliced ​​pork with vinegar and stir-fried green vegetables are ready.

Silly Zhu was not polite and directly divided the dishes into two portions, putting the larger portion into Yang Jun's enamel jar and the smaller portion into his own lunch box.

These days, he has been doing this, and Yang Jun also acquiesces. After all, it is unjustifiable to ask someone to take charge without giving some benefits. At the same time, Yang Jun thinks this is fine. He is not afraid that you stupid Zhu will take advantage, but he is afraid that you will act businesslike. look like.

After Shazhu packed the dishes, he directly took a piece of cotton gauze used to cover the rice balls in the canteen, wrapped the two lunch boxes tightly, and then after explaining to the MCA, he left the kitchen.

Yang Jun covered his three enamel jars, then went to the front to get five more white-flour buns, waiting for him to come out of the back kitchen.

He was dumbfounded.

"You idiot, I'm not done with you..."

……

After eating, Yang Jun lay down on the sofa, lit a Chinese cigarette, and squinted as if he was puffing away smoke. As for washing the dishes...

Leave it to Yi Qiushui and Yang Mei.

Ever since Yi Qiushui and Yang Mei met, they were as good as one person, and they always had endless whispers. No matter where they went, they were always in pairs, which made Yang Jun a little jealous.

After the two of them came back from washing the dishes, Yang Mei went back to her office to work, while Yi Qiushui brought the tea that had been brewed in front of Yang Jun.

Just when Yang Jun wanted to do something small, the door was opened directly, and Silly Zhu came in with a chicken coop on his head.

"Hey, my brothers and sisters are here too. Sorry to disturb you."

"Brother Zhuzi, you're here. Let's talk. I'm going back to the infirmary."

Yi Qiushui greeted him with a smile, winked at Yang Jun, and left reluctantly.

Silly Zhu threw the car keys in front of Yang Jun and sat directly next to him.

"Junzi, you promised me the bicycle tickets...hehe, I saw the notice in the factory, three bicycle tickets."

Silly Zhu looked envious and gestured with three fingers.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and didn't say anything. He went back to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a bicycle ticket from the space, and then handed the bicycle ticket to Shazhu.

Naturally, those who had promised Silly Zhu before could not break their promises.

"The Chinese New Year is just a few days away. Hurry up and buy a bicycle for Yuyu." Yang Jun said angrily.

This silly Zhu has been having a heated fight with Ran Qiuye recently, and has left all his girls in the cold. He doesn't even cook anymore and just hangs around Ran Qiuye all day long.

He had heard from Yang Liu that the rain had been hitting her rice recently.

Silly Zhu was silent and looked like he was in trouble.

"Junzi, I think you can still ride a bicycle in the rain..."

When Yang Jun heard that there was something wrong with Si Zhu's words, he glared at him.

"Don't tell me that I didn't buy it for Rainwater. If that's the case, give me the bicycle ticket back."

"No, Junzi, please listen to me explain to you, I'm getting married..."

(End of this chapter)