Teacher He of the Siheyuan

The big leader is happy to eat and drink today.

Finally he offered a glass of wine.

After a pleasant drinking session ended, everyone left the venue one after another.

And the leader's wife insisted on sending He Daqing in person, saying that she was grateful and sorry.

He also stuffed He Daqing with a few catties of high-quality black tea, an industrial coupon, two cloth tickets and a package of vegetables.

Before leaving, he arranged for Master Chen to drive him back.

It can be said to be very polite.

It can also be seen from this that the wife of the great leader, apart from her good personality, has a good eye when picking her own man.

As for other times, the eyes of men are not qualified!

He Daqing got into Master Chen's car and returned to the rolling mill office smoothly.

Leaning lazily on his office chair, exhaling a mouthful of smoke rings is still his own place to stay comfortably!

He Yuzhu in the third canteen was playing a game of teacups and teapots in the small pantry, when the uncle Yi Zhonghai came over with a smile on his face.

"Master, why are you here?" He Yuzhu was a little surprised, and quickly poured Yi Zhonghai a cup of tea and asked him to sit down.

"Zhuzi, if you become a chef, you will know that you are the most promising young people in the courtyard." Yi Zhonghai happily took the teacup, and praised the silly Zhuzi very much.

Silly Zhuzi was very proud of being praised by the respected uncle in the courtyard.

The mouth is grinning almost to the root of the ear.

Yi Zhonghai took a sip of tea and pretended to ask casually, "By the way, why didn't you see Qin Huairu?"

"Oh she, she was transferred to a cafeteria to help out." Sha Zhu's tone was faintly disappointed.

Regarding what happened two days ago, He Daqing said that the cafeteria was too busy, so the chef Sun Zhaoqing found Director He, and Director He transferred Widow Qin over.

For this reason, Liu Lan was happy for several days, thinking that she was too successful in going through the back door, and the little vixen was sent far away.

Only I am Director He's favorite confidant.

Hearing that Qin Huairu was transferred away, Yi Zhonghai's expression remained unchanged, thinking that he would just go to the cafeteria later.

It's almost the end of the month, and there are still a few days left to pay wages.

It must be very difficult for the orphans and widows of the Jia family. Maybe they will be cut off soon. As the elder of the courtyard, I have to help.

Yi Zhonghai was full of small thoughts in his heart, and without stopping, he took out a pair of sewn gloves.

He said in a caring tone, "Zhuzi, you have nothing to give you when you become a master chef. Isn't it cold? I'm afraid you will freeze, so don't dislike your big mother who sewed it for you overnight."

He Yuzhu was moved when he heard it.

The uncle and the mother care too much about me, but I can't take advantage of the old couple!

So the silly Zhuzi refused, "What's the matter with the uncle, since it was sewn by the aunt, you can keep it for yourself, I am too young to use these."

"Zhuzi, if you say this, you will meet with the uncle." Yi Zhonghai's face immediately became gloomy when he saw that the gloves could not be given away. "You also know that your aunt and I are too old and have no children. You are the only one in the yard who is closer to us."

"Every time you come to our house, your aunt is very happy. She prepares delicious food for you and tells me that it would be great if you were our son."

He Yuzhu was a little dazed, he really didn't expect the big mom to miss him so much.

Thinking back to the warm and kind appearance of the big mother, my heart also felt sour, and I couldn't say anything about the rejection.

"I didn't expect your aunt to love you so much, you actually said no to the gloves she sewed without even looking at them." Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu, whose eyes were a little red, and felt that the fire was almost ready, and asked his soul, "Zhuzi, what are you doing?" How can you hurt your aunt like this?"

As Yi Zhonghai said, he stood up and was about to leave.

He Yuzhu couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately went up to grab Yi Zhonghai and kept apologizing, "Master, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that you and Mrs. Ma care about me so much. I accept these gloves."

"If your two elders need anything in the future, I, He Yuzhu, will entertain you without saying a word."

Yi Zhonghai gave the gloves out like a donkey down the slope, and sat down with silly Zhuzi to recall the warm days before, when He Daqing was away from home and always ran to the White Widow's house.

It is the uncle and the mother who often take care of him.

Seeing He Yuzhu who was docile and obedient like a little donkey, Yi Zhonghai was very proud. With just a pair of gloves, he subdued the dumb-headed young man like Silly Zhu, and the care of the elderly was settled in the future.

He Daqing, He Daqing, so what if you become the director.

Do you care about Silly Zhu as much as I do? Is your salary as high as mine?

As long as the hoe is swung well, there is no corner that cannot be dug!
After Yi Zhonghai finished his tea, he said that the workshop was going to be busy, he greeted Shazhu and left, and He Yuzhu sent him out of the third canteen all the way.

But He Yuzhu didn't expect that Yi Zhonghai didn't go back to the production workshop directly, but went to a cafeteria to find Qin Huairu.

Widow Qin was a little surprised why the uncle came here. When the two came outside, Widow Qin asked strangely, "Master, why are you here? It's so cold today, why can't we talk about it in the courtyard?"

Did you let your mother-in-law find out if you said no in the yard?
Yi Zhonghai replied directly, but said, "Huai Ru, it's almost the end of the month, and there are still a few days before salary is paid, everything is fine at home."

Qin Huairu did not expect that Yi Zhonghai would take the initiative to care about her. Now she can bring some leftovers home every day, and there is also a lot of overtime pay for the night shift.

So life is much better than before, but it's just that she has just had enough food and clothing. After all, it is difficult for the five members of the family to rely on her alone to earn wages.

Now that the uncle came up, Widow Qin's eyes widened as soon as she thought about it, and her little face was immediately filled with grievances.

"Thank you, uncle, for caring that everything is fine in my family. It's just that these children are growing up. As a mother, I am useless and unable to feed them. The children cry from hunger at night. I really feel sorry for them. ah"

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to help out, but now hearing that the little widow was having such a difficult life, he felt very worried and said, "Huairu, just tell the uncle that the child is innocent and don't go hungry."

"It just so happens that I still have 20 catties of stick noodles at home. I can't eat them at my age like your aunt. Come and get them at night."

When Widow Qin heard that there were 20 catties of stick noodles, her heart was moved, but her mouth was still a little reserved, "Thank you, sir, I will take this stick noodle as if I borrowed it from you, and I will definitely return it to you when I have more money."

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, your family is orphaned and widowed, and you are just a junior worker. When you will be able to have more money, you have no intention of asking you to repay the loan.

With the salary of my seventh-level fitter, I can help you once a month. If you don't believe me, you won't be tempted!
And even though the little widow was wearing a heavy cotton coat, she still couldn't hide her proud figure, which was really captivating.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Yi Zhonghai always feels that Widow Qin's mountains are more majestic than before, maybe it's because of the little shame flower.

If Qin Huai didn't notice the dark eyes of the old man, thinking that he would get 20 catties of free stick noodles at night, he thanked him a little and went back to the cafeteria.

……

He Daqing, who was resting in the office with his eyes closed, would never have imagined that someone was sharpening a knife and preparing to cut his leeks.