Rebirth He Yuzhu stays away from troubles

All the work in the canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is carried out in an orderly manner and is busy but not chaotic.

After about five months of "cutting" before and after the New Year, Liu Lan, Ma Hua and Xiao Pangzi's knife skills have become more and more stable and better.

As their "cutting" skills improved, Ma Hua and the fat boy were arranged to help the chefs of the big pot dishes in the third canteen according to their gender, physical fitness and physical strength. Liu Lan usually came to help when there was cooking in the small canteen during banquets.

However, the personalities of these three people are really not much different from the previous life: Liu Lan is straightforward and heartless; Ma Hua is honest and dull, and not good at expressing himself; the little fat man is smooth, can read people's expressions, and is eloquent.

I believe that through the systematic and strict training of their cooking skills, and the orderly teaching of dish preparation steps, seasoning recipes, etc., they will definitely grow quickly.

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..." The loud bell for getting off work broke He Yuzhu's thoughts. He quickly walked out of the factory gate and headed towards Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

When I got home, I cleaned the three wild crucian carps and pig's trotters I bought and left them there to drain the water.

He Yuzhu returned to the main room and looked at the baby lying next to Liang Ladi, curled up in the quilt and smiling at him.

In the past few days back in the courtyard, the baby has been basking in the sun frequently. The jaundice on his body is slowly fading away, and his little face is becoming more and more pink and tender.

He Yuzhu smelled the unique baby scent on the baby and felt that the little guy was exactly like himself when he was a child, except that his skin was white like his mother. He Yuzhu teased the baby for a while, and Liang Ladi was about to feed the baby.

He Yuzhu went to the kitchen to prepare crucian carp soup and braised pig's trotters. Because Liang Ladi was breastfeeding, she needed to eat light food. When He Yuzhu was making the braised pig's trotters, he did not adjust the color or fry them. He just relied on braising to make them soft and glutinous and melt in the mouth.

After dinner, the mother-in-law went to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen. There was crosstalk playing on the radio in the room, and Liang Ladi was there watching He Yuzhu teasing his son.

“The Intermediate Court is having a meeting, the Intermediate Court is having a meeting…” shouts were heard.

Liang Ladi looked at He Yuzhu with a questioning look, and He Yuzhu said, "I don't know what it is, I'll go out and take a look!"

"Go! Don't cause trouble! Our family is busy." Liang Ladi cared gently.

When he walked out of the main house, he saw three tables and three chairs arranged in a "品" shape in front of the door of the main house. He Yuzhu stood there like everyone else in the compound, not knowing what the whole compound meeting meant tonight.

Then the uncle Yi Zhonghai said, "Today, we will mainly talk about the Jia family."

People were whispering, "Why is it the Jia family again? There is always something about the Jia family at every general meeting!"

"Today, Qin Huairu gave birth to a son." Yi Zhonghai continued.

There was an immediate commotion below.

"No way, isn't it only 7 months?"

"I said Qin Huairu is a slutty vixen! That child didn't take ten months of pregnancy to be born!"

"You mean, before Qin Huairu married Jia Dongxu, she was with someone..."

"Keep your voice down, Jia Zhang is at home!"

....

Yi Zhonghai looked at the discussion below and could only continue to speak loudly and seriously: "Qin Huairu from the Jia family had a miscarriage in the hospital today."

"The baby is a little weak at birth and will probably need to be kept in the hospital's incubator for about 15 days."

"Although Qin Huairu had a miscarriage, she can go home after about 7 days of recuperation in the hospital."

....

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, someone in the crowd asked:

"What caused her miscarriage?"

Yi Zhonghai blushed and said, "According to Qin Huairu herself, she ate too much meat and had severe diarrhea, so the baby couldn't stay in her stomach."

"The purpose of this meeting in the courtyard is mainly to collect donations. The hospital requires Qin Huairu and his children to pay 100 yuan first."

"As for the Jia family, everyone knows that they are in a difficult situation and cannot come up with that much money."

"We all live in the same courtyard, so everyone should donate according to their ability. As for me, I'll set an example and donate 10 yuan." Yi Zhonghai said righteously, taking out ten yuan and throwing it into a wooden box.

The people in the courtyard below were in an uproar:

"My monthly salary is only 15 yuan, and this old man donated 10 yuan, what a generous gesture."

"I am Jia Dongxu's master. I am half his disciple. I can count on Jia Dongxu to take care of me in my old age."

"Yi Zhonghai donated 10 yuan, so the remaining 90 yuan won't be shared by 20 households!"

"Are these gentlemen planning to ask us, the people of the courtyard, to raise the Jia family's children?"

"Our family is in danger of losing their livelihood, and our children don't even know the taste of meat. They are so tired of eating meat that they have miscarriages, and they have the nerve to ask us to donate."

"Shh, shh...I don't want to donate anyway, let's see what those uncles say!"

...

Yi Zhonghai looked at everyone who was just talking and no one was taking the lead in donating money, so he could only helplessly wink at his second uncle Liu Haizhong and third uncle Yan Fugui.

The second uncle blushed and said, "We have many children in the Liu family."

"Guangqi will graduate soon, and it's time for him to get married."

"As parents, we have to prepare for their children. It's very stressful..."

"I'll donate 1 yuan." Liu Haizhong said and threw 1 yuan into the box.

"As for me, everyone knows the situation at home. It's quite difficult. I'll donate 5 cents." Yan Fugui threw 5 cents into the box with a distressed look on his face.

Yi Zhonghai saw that after several uncles donated, no one responded. He looked a little embarrassed and cleared his throat and said, "Zhu Zi, you are the leader of the factory, you should take the lead and set an example for everyone!"

He Yuzhu walked over, took out 5 cents and threw it into the box.

"Zhu Zi, you are the leader of the factory. Isn't it a bit too little for you to donate 5 cents?" Yi Zhonghai was persuading He Yuzhu.

"Uncle, Qin Huairu is not a full-term baby. If I donate 20 or 30 yuan, I will be drowned in spit if the news gets out."

"Uncle, your salary plus bonuses is more than 100 yuan a month. Your salary is higher than that of the factory director."

"My salary is barely enough to support my family, and I'm just an ordinary resident in the compound!"

"You are Master Jia Dongxu, and each apprentice is worth half of your salary. If you give me 100 yuan, it is equivalent to one month's salary. Jia Dongxu will definitely be very grateful to you when he knows this."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking loudly, he went home without changing his expression or beating his heart.

Yi Zhonghai's face changed several times, and finally he calmed down and said to Xu Damao, "Da Mao! Your family is the only one in the courtyard with good conditions; and every time you go to the countryside, you can bring back some good things. See how much you can donate?"

"Uncle, it's a famine now. People are running out of tree bark to eat. What else can you dig out?"

"My wife Lou Xiao'e doesn't work either, and the expenses are high. My monthly salary is only more than 30 yuan, which is just enough to make a living. I'll just be like Brother Zhuzi!" After Xu Damao said this, he took out the money and threw it into the box, then went home.

Everyone looked at each other. Some people put in 5 points, some put in 1 point, and slowly the crowd dispersed.

Seeing that the crowd was almost gone, Jia Zhang rushed out, picked up the box, went back into the house and closed the door.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui looked at Yi Zhonghai, pretended not to see anything, and disappeared in the central courtyard at high speed.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head helplessly and knocked on the door of the Jia family. He said as he knocked, "Sister-in-law Jia, Huairu is still in the hospital! This money needs to be paid to the hospital."

No matter where Yi Zhonghai is, he has knocked on the door and said everything he could, but unfortunately, the door of Jia's house seemed to be welded shut - it didn't move at all, and the house was completely quiet without a sound.

He came back to get the medical expenses, and now he has to pay for the Jia family first.

Yi Zhonghai returned home dejectedly, and walked out after a while.

The aunt was still in the hospital, accompanying Qin Huairu, and Yi Zhonghai didn't even have dinner.

I could only sigh, feeling lost, helpless, and unwilling, and walked towards the hospital...