Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

He Yuzhu adjusted his expression, gradually smiled, and slowly walked towards He Daqing.

"What's the matter, Dad?"

He Daqing was still angry and pointed at the potatoes on the chopping board and said: "Cut a potato into shreds and show it to Zhang Dabiao. I don't believe it. There are some cooks who can't shred potatoes!"

Zhang Dabiao stood beside him like a quail in fear.

He glanced at He Yuzhu with his eyes.

For He Yuzhu, it is not difficult to cut potatoes into uniform thickness.

But the current situation is that he couldn't cut it very well the first time.

The cut was so good, Zhang Dabiao would definitely be criticized for it again.

But you can't cut it too badly. If you cut it too badly, He Daqing will have trouble with so many eyes from the kitchen.

After hesitating for a while, He Yuzhu held the potato in his left hand and the knife in his right hand.

He deliberately exposed some flaws and cut slowly.

It took about a minute to cut the whole potato.

"Dad, I've cut it."

He Daqing glanced at the chopping board, surprise written all over his face.

The chefs in the kitchen also craned their necks to look.

I saw that the potato shreds cut by He Yuzhu were not the same thickness, but they were still shreds.

It's better than Zhang Dabiao's potato chips.

He Daqing was very satisfied with He Yuzhu's performance and praised with a smile: "What a great talent! He is worthy of being my son, He Daqing."

Zhang Dabiao turned around and yelled angrily: "Look at your junior brother, he can cut it just once. How long have you been studying?"

"Dad, please stop talking about Brother Da Biao."

He Yuzhu interjected: "Brother Da Biao will definitely do it. It's just that you can't do it well by scaring me. If you don't believe me, let Brother Da Biao try again. I will definitely be able to cut it well this time. I believe Brother Da Biao."

Zhang Dabiao raised his head and looked at He Yuzhu in surprise.

He's actually saying nice things for me?

Didn't he work so hard just to show off in front of He Daqing?

"Okay. Zhang Dabiao, for the sake of your junior brother, I will give you another chance. You can cut it properly for me this time, do you understand?"

"understood."

Zhang Dabiao walked to the chopping board again under tremendous pressure.

He holds a potato in his left hand.

The right hand is ready to hold the knife.

He Yuzhu quickly gave him a wink, reminding him that the way he held the knife was wrong.

Zhang Dabiao suddenly realized this and quickly adjusted the posture of holding the knife.

He took a deep breath and started cutting seriously.

The more you cut, the smoother it becomes. A plate of shredded potatoes is ready in less than a minute.

He Daqing also showed a happy smile when he checked.

"Look at you, don't you know how to cut? What? Are you a donkey? Are you going to leave if I don't scold you?"

Zhang Dabiao rarely received praise from his master, although it was not pleasant to hear.

But at least I saw He Daqing smiling.

He touched the back of his head shyly.

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely work hard in the future."

He Daqing felt much better when he heard this.

She patted his shoulder and whispered softly: "I didn't mean to scold you. I will definitely not scold you if you do a good job. How can a master not wish his apprentice well? Be more serious about your work in the future, do you understand? ?”

"Understood, Master."

Zhang Dabiao also smiled happily.

He glanced secretly at He Yuzhu.

I feel grateful in my heart.

People still can't think too badly of others.

He thought He Yuzhu was trying to trick him intentionally.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, He Yuzhu is the biological son of He Daqing. He can reach Rome that he cannot reach without curling up.

He is not actually a crook, but he is really serious about his work.

This is also worth learning on your own.

You have no background and no ability, yet you are still jealous of others?

If you lose money, you can help yourself.

No matter what you think, you deserve to die!

Zhang Dabiao took advantage of He Daqing's reception meal and sneakily walked up to He Yuzhu and handed him a bag of big Qianmen.

"Zhuzi, thank you for helping me today. You can take this cigarette and smoke it. I didn't even want to part with it myself, so I gave it all to you."

"No need, Brother Dabiao."

He Yuzhu pretended to refuse.

"I didn't really help."

"Who said that? If it weren't for you, I would have been scolded to death by master today. But to be honest, you are really talented. Master didn't even teach you, but you can cut potatoes into shreds so well."

He Yuzhu thought to himself: Could this be a talent? He didn't know how many shredded potatoes he had cut in his last life. The whole family cuts potatoes every day.

"It's bad! When I was little, my dad wasn't here, so I was used to cooking for my sister. But I didn't learn it systematically, so I couldn't cut it well."

"Don't be so modest. You hold the front door."

"Then I'm not welcome. But I don't smoke, so I'd better take it home and give it to my dad. Just because you gave it to me, it can make you have a good impression."

When Zhang Dabiao heard this, he almost shed tears of gratitude.

He gave a gift to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu actually still thinks about himself.

This is the real junior brother who can’t be found even with a lantern!

The master chefs in the kitchen also praised He Yuzhu very much.

"This kid Zhuzhu is really good at getting things done."

"Not only is he good at doing things, but he also has a good heart. He also takes care of his sister and misses his father."

"It would be great if our son was half as filial as him!"

……

After get off work, He Yuzhu went home carrying the shredded potatoes that were scrapped today.

Originally, he and He Daqing went home together.

It's just that He Daqing ran to Widow Bai's house halfway.

He Yuzhu also understood this.

He Daqing had been holding back as a man for so many years, so when he met someone with such good skills as White Widow, it was of course hard for him to let her go.

It was good for him to go home alone, and he could put the bicycle wheels on while He Daqing was not back.

He thought that the system had a learning function.

In fact, I had always wanted to take advantage of the time I was taking He Yuyu to and from school to go to the city library next door to learn new skills.

In my previous life, I always suffered from being uneducated.

You have to make up for all the culture you haven’t learned in this life.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the courtyard, he saw that He Yuzhu hadn't come back yet, so he took a walk in the courtyard.

When I walked to the backyard, I was suddenly stopped by an old voice.

"Pillar, pillar."

He Yuzhu looked back with surprise on his face.

"Old lady? Why are you so reluctant to go out?"

The deaf old lady was only 65 years old at this time, but it may be that time has left too many indelible marks on her.

She looks much older than other ladies of the same age, and even her back is bent a lot.

"I'm giving you something right now! I'm on my way to the middle courtyard to find you."

The deaf old lady said, carrying her things and moving forward.

He Yuzhu stepped forward to greet her. Looking at her little feet as she took those two steps, it was hard to tell if they were broken.

"Why are you so worried? Our family doesn't lack anything."

"That can be the same!"

The deaf old lady took out the thing she had kicked in her arms and handed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took a look and saw that they were a pair of Xinna cloth shoes.

It's still mille-layer bottom and looks pretty solid.

"I heard that you've gone to work. That's great. You're an adult now. You can't live without new shoes when you're an adult. I haven't gone out these past two days, so I've just been picking up your shoes at home. Try it on quickly, do you think it's suitable?"