Spring Full Courtyard: Starting from the Researcher

　　"Later, he stole something very important and was caught and sentenced to death.

　　At the end of the execution, his mother was also present.

　　The thief made the last request of his life, he asked to have the last word with his mother.

　　The leader agreed to his request and let his mother go to his side.

　　The thief saw Mom coming, and he leaned into Mom's ear—"

　　Speaking of this, He Yushun's voice stopped abruptly.

　　Instead, Xu Damao's voice was used as the background board.

　　"It's him! Silly Zhu! He stole my old hen! Chicken thief! This is an encroachment on my private property and needs to be punished by the people!"

　　Xu Damao said that he was filled with righteous indignation, and those who didn't know thought that He Yuzhu had made a big mistake.

　　Just in the background voice, Qin Huairu and He Yushun, who were hiding in the corner, seemed out of place.

　　Qin Huairu listened to Xu Damao's constant cursing, looked at He Yushun who couldn't see his expression clearly, rolled back with difficulty, and asked, "What did you say?"

　　He Yushun didn't answer. He just looked at the stick and asked half-jokingly, "If it were you, what would you say to your mother?"

　　Qin Huairu looked at He Yushun angrily after hearing this.

　　Why is this person like this?

　　For a child?

　　Qin Huairu still regards Bang Terri as a child, but he does not know that Bang Terri's mind is more mature than children of the same age.

　　Hearing He Yushun asking himself at this time, he didn't know that he was making fun of himself, but he was immediately angry and scolded: "You must be playing tricks, or Uncle Silly will definitely help me, you bastard!"

　　Bang Terrier grinned at He Yushun, but the latter didn't care at all.

　　Seeing that Qin Huairu's mother and son couldn't answer, he had to continue telling the story to finish:

　　"The thief didn't tell his mother anything, but when his mother leaned over, he bit off her ear, and blood flowed suddenly.

　　The leaders present were very angry and asked the thief why he did this. This is his biological mother!

　　Guess what the thief said?

　　'Because she was my mother, not only didn't blame me the first time I stole something, she praised me, and the second time.If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be on this path today. '

　　These are the last words of the thief.

　　My story is over. "

　　He Yushun looked at the mother and son in front of him calmly.

　　Qin Huairu's face was full of shock and astonishment.

　　She obviously did not expect the end of the story to be this way, which greatly exceeded her expectations.

　　But when you think about it, it makes sense.

　　If it wasn't for the connivance and instigation of the thief's mother, the thief might have given up the habit of stealing long ago.

　　Qin Huairu glanced at the stick out of the corner of his eye, remembering that when he first stole steamed buns from Shazhu, his words and deeds were almost exactly the same as the mother in the story.

　　That is to say, He Yushun is reminding himself not to let the sticks go astray from now on.

　　Qin Huairu closed her eyes and couldn't calm down for a long time.

　　Even the stick terrier was stunned in place at this time, showing a confused expression.

　　a long time.

　　He Yushun dropped the last sentence: "Think about it, do you want to be the mother whose ear was bitten off?"

　　After speaking, he left this corner and went into the crowd.

　　"Do you want to be the mother whose ear was bitten off?"

　　Such a sentence repeated several times in Qin Huairu's head.

　　He Yushun's voice was obviously so soft, but these words seemed to cause an earthquake, causing Qin Huairu's worldview to collapse.

　　No... I can't be the mother in the story, I can't let the stickman go astray and come to an end.

　　Qin Huairu thought to herself, and at the same time tightened the stick's hand.

　　At this time, Stick Terrier finally felt a little bit of fear.

　　He knew that after the story of that person just now, his mother didn't seem to be able to help him.

　　ps kneels and begs for a reward for flowers.

Chapter 36

　　At the Criticism Conference, Xu Damao spoke very fiercely, spittle flying, and it seemed that he was very angry.

　　Of course, there is also a certain performance element in it, after all, criticism is not something that can be held casually.

　　This time, I had to let silly Zhu know how powerful he was.

　　at last.

　　When Xu Damao's mouth was dry, the uncle called to stop, and then turned to look at He Yuzhu, who had been silent.

　　"Zhuzi, Xu Damao said that you stole their old hen. What do you want to say about this?"

　　According to the original plot, He Yuzhu directly admitted that he stole the chicken at this time.

　　But under the influence of He Yushun, he finally denied it.

　　"Master, I really didn't steal this chicken."

　　"Who stole what you stole? Could it be that my chicken flew into your pot and let you stew it? Or that my family lost a chicken, and yours just bought a chicken? What a coincidence ?"

　　Xu Damao didn't give He Yuzhu a chance to refute, and questioned him like a machine gun.

　　"okay!"

　　The uncle glared at Xu Damao.

　　"Let the pillar finish."

　　In the compound, the uncle Yi Zhonghai has the most right to speak and the highest prestige.

　　At this time, he had spoken, and even if Xu Damao was upset, he could only hold back.

　　"I didn't steal this chicken, nor did I buy it, but it was given to me by Director Yang."

　　wow.

　　As soon as He Yuzhu's words were spoken, everyone present booed.

　　Originally, I thought that Silly Zhu might have been wronged, but now I don't know what to say.

　　Just ask.

　　You are a cook in a factory cafeteria, why do you let Director Yang send you an old hen?

　　Is there anything else the factory manager can't ask you to do?

　　The eyes of everyone looking at the silly pillar changed a little.

　　Xu Damao noticed the changes in the crowd and laughed directly: "Silly Zhu, can you make up a better excuse? Director Yang gave you an old hen? Then he can give me a Shanghai brand watch tomorrow!"

　　Xu Damao sneered mercilessly.

　　But He Yuzhu just looked as usual.

　　"What I said is true. Because Director Yang's radio was broken, he wanted my brother to help fix it. I sent it to him today after it was repaired, and he sent me this old hen."

　　"If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to go to Director Yang and ask."

　　As soon as these words came out, the people present changed their views.

　　But they heard that Sha Zhu's younger brother, He Yushun, had returned.

　　Not only came back, but also became a technical researcher in a rolling mill.

　　This is not a post for any cat or dog, it shows that Xiao He is really capable.

　　In this way, repairing the radio may actually be real.

　　Besides, looking at the confident appearance of Shazhu, he was not afraid that someone would go to Director Yang for confirmation, and a few people who were present immediately believed it a lot.

　　The uncle nodded when he heard the words, and said, "I'll just say, everyone in our yard knows that Zhuzi is a man with a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart. Although his mouth is arrogant, his heart is warmer than anyone else! How could he steal it? Where's your Xu Damao's old hen..."

　　When the second uncle saw what the uncle said, he naturally followed: "Cough, cough, the eyes of the masses are sharp! The masses of the people know the man of Shaozhu, and they can trust him, otherwise, Xu Damao, you can go to the factory director Yang and ask ?"

　　Hearing the second uncle call him, Xu Damao naturally refused.

　　It's not too early at this time. If I go to Director Yang and disturb others' rest, I may hate myself at that time.

　　However, it seems that everyone present seems to believe what the fool said, so what should I do?

　　Immediately, he thought of a point and retorted: "It's late now, and Director Yang may be resting, so it's inconvenient to disturb you. But since you said your brother can repair radios, is there anyone in the yard that's broken? From the radio? Take it out and fix it for me, Researcher He Da?"

　　Everyone at the conference looked at each other in dismay, and finally looked at the uncle in the middle.

　　If anyone in the yard had a radio, it was the only eighth-level fitter in the rolling mill.

　　"Master, do you have a bad radio at home?"

　　Someone in the crowd asked.

　　Yi Zhonghai watched everyone look at him, and said helplessly: "I have a radio at home, but it's good, I can't break it for this, right?"

　　Hearing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

　　But when everyone didn't pay attention, He Yuyu had already run back home, took out the simple ore radio made by his second brother from home, and turned on the consecration.

　　"Hello, friends, it's evening..."

　　The radio in He Yuhui's hand played the sound of the evening program, which greatly surprised everyone in the yard.

　　"What is the rain holding in his hand? Why can he listen to the program like a radio?"

　　"How do I know if you ask me? I don't understand that either."