Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

"You go back and buy a few catties of cabbage, pickle them according to the method I told you, and keep them for a whole winter."

After marinating three altars, He Yuzhu stopped and asked his apprentice to put the altar cover on, and sprinkle a layer of water on the outside to seal it.

Liu Lan pinched the rapeseed leaves, and explained embarrassingly, "I made it once, and it became sour after a few days, and I had a fight with my man because of this."

She has no credit for the success of the pickling, and it is her fault for the failure of the pickling.

"Okay, then wait for this altar."

The situation in her family is very complicated. He Yuzhu has heard a little about it, so he didn't pursue it further.

Hearing the off-duty bell, the already impatient workers rushed out of the workshop and walked quickly in the compound.

I am in a hurry to get off work, go home and wash my face, have a meal, lie down in bed and sleep.

From morning to night, that is, when you sleep, Kung Fu is the most comfortable time.

"He Yuzhu, wait for me."

As soon as he unlocked the car, He Yuzhu pushed the car out of the shed when he heard someone yelling from behind.

Qin Huairu trotted over, grabbed his car seat, blinked exaggeratedly, and said in a sweet voice,
"Zhuzi, listen to Sister Qin chatting with you, I am a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.

Although I kept calling you a fool before, I actually didn't think so in my heart. "

"?" He Yuzhu frowned into a big question mark.

Widow Qin made such a sudden move, what do you mean?Ask and?

"Don't be angry with me, let's get along well in the future, okay?
I won't get the salary for you, so that Song Jiayun won't get angry, I will wash your clothes then, if she is not at home, I will wait on you...what. "

As he spoke, the style of painting changed suddenly, Qin Huairu looked shy and kicked the stone with his head down.

"Can you bring me five steamed buns every day? Some leftovers are better. You used to bring me meatballs and chicken nuggets. It would be even better if you had some."

She knew that He Yuzhu could pack the leftovers from the wine table when the leader entertained guests.

I was able to do it before, but now I have the ability, and I am favored by the factory manager, and the packaged dishes are not worth mentioning.

He Yuzhu snorted and sneered, "Five white steamed buns, Qin Huairu, how dare you say that, if I get you steamed buns, you will report me later, you must be crazy."

After forcibly taking the bicycle out of Qin Huairu's hands, He Yuzhu added,
"Don't think that you can get something in exchange for your color. My wife is much more handsome than you. Sleep with you? I'm afraid I'll spit in the bed."

Every sentence pierced Qin Huairu's heart, biting his lip and looking at the man aggrievedly, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

"Zhuzi, why do you say that about me, am I not your sister Qin?"

Damn, the two of them were flirting, and when a passing worker saw them, they thought they were having an affair.

He Yuzhu cleared his throat, propped up his bicycle, rolled up his sleeves, pointed at Qin Huairu and started cursing.

He was full of air, and his voice could spread half a rolling mill.

"Qin Huairu, I respectfully call you Sister Qin, but who do you take me for?
You beg for nothing and want to sleep with me, but it's not good if I refuse, I'm determined to let me see your body.

You are not ashamed, I still despise shame!
Please remember that I am the director of the canteen of the rolling mill, and I have the responsibility and obligation to protect the property in the mill.

A steamed bun and a mouthful of rice are beyond your imagination! "

There is too much information contained in a few sentences, and everyone needs to digest it slowly to figure it out.

Qin Huairu wanted to sleep with Shazhu, but Shazhu refused.

Qin Huairu asked Shazhu to look at her body, but Shazhu didn't.

Qin Huairu's purpose is the things in the cafeteria, steamed buns or rice, Shazhu is not used to her problems.

To sum it up, He Yuzhu is serious and responsible in his work and does not accept physical bribes from female workers.

As a widow, Qin Huairu from the Seventh Workshop betrayed her lust to seduce men after Jia Dongxu's death.

Poor Jia Dongxu, who is not safe after death, wears a thick stack of green hats under the ground.

Seeing the public opinion being aroused, the corners of He Yuzhu's mouth curled up, he was in a good mood, and rode away on his bicycle.

"Huairu, don't hurry back, the stick's hand needs to be changed."

Yi Zhonghai listened to the discussion for a long time, and the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became, so he stepped forward to rescue Qin Huairu and took her away from the rolling mill in a hurry.

"Tell me, I'm going to provoke Shazhu again. I have reminded you eight hundred times. He is no longer the person you know."

Finally escaped from the circle of public opinion, Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu with hatred.

It's so fucking aggrieved, she rushed to post on her own, and she didn't like to talk to her.

Silly Zhu didn't stick it, but Qin Huairu took the initiative to send him to the door to ask for sleep.The old man is so mad!
"Yi Zhonghai, you will say it with your mouth. Because of my cousin's 100 yuan, my mother-in-law won't let me eat. I only have a bowl of gruel at night. Are you going to starve to death?"

The public says that the public is right, and the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is right, Qin Huairu thinks that she has nowhere to vent her grievances.

At this time, there were no neighbors or co-workers, so she directly called Yi Zhonghai by his first name.

"You don't want me to sleep with him, it's simple, just give me 20 yuan to take his place."

"You, you, you are shameless!"

Unexpectedly, Qin Huairu would explain the matter so bluntly. Yi Zhonghai thought that it seriously insulted the "revolutionary friendship" between the two!
He can only give money voluntarily, and he doesn't want to be used as a bargaining chip.

The little old man left Qin Huairu behind angrily, "Why should I give you money? Silly Zhu just made it clear in front of everyone that I don't want to sleep with you at all!"

The words rushed, and choked up, Qin Huairu was also half dead with anger.

It would be fine if Xu Damao didn't have it. Ask him for 20 yuan and serve him for a month.

If it doesn't work, ten yuan is fine, at least I won't be hungry.

He Yuzhu didn't know that the two had a conflict, so he rode to the vegetable market by himself.

"Brother, I want stewed mushrooms, you pick me a fat one, the fatter the better."

He often comes to the vegetable market, and every time he can't do without fish, meat, chicken and duck, he has long become a celebrity in this area.

The traders speculated that he must be a small cadre in the factory, the kind with some spare money.

The last time he bought chicken, He Yuzhu found out that live poultry also needs to be purchased with a ticket.

He couldn't tell whether it was called a live poultry ticket or a raw poultry ticket, anyway, the system rewarded a lot.

Whatever ticket people want, he will provide the corresponding ticket.

"Comrade, do you still need to kill?"

The eldest brother weighed it and carried it for He Yuzhu to check.

Great attitude, one-stop service.

The masses once in a while extravagantly buy a chicken to stew at home, and they will basically not let the vendors deal with it, for fear of tampering with the process of killing the chicken.

Especially chicken blood, if you are not careful, it would be a pity to spill it on the ground.

Be careful when you take it home and kill the chicken yourself, not a drop of chicken blood will be wasted.