Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

After seeing off the factory leader, Li Jianjun found Nan Yi.

"Nan Yi, I heard that you helped arrange Liang Ladi, the newcomer to our hospital?"

Nan Yi blushed a little.

"I just wanted to help her because I saw that it was not easy for her as a widow raising four children."

Li Jianjun joked.

"There are many widows with children, why are you the only one taking care of her? Tell me, how did you two meet? One of you works in a steel mill and the other in a machine repair shop."

As soon as he asked the question, Liu Lan and Qin Huairu, who were not far away, also pricked up their ears.

Nan Yi said embarrassedly.

"Actually, this is your fault."

Li Jianjun was puzzled.

"No, what does this have to do with me? Although I have known her for a long time, I have never introduced her to you?"

Nan Yi explained.

"Once, Director Liu of the machine repair factory called Director Li and said that a new chef had come to their factory and his cooking skills were excellent. He wanted to invite Director Li to dinner, but Director Li felt that no one's cooking skills could be better than yours, so he laughed at him.

Director Liu didn't believe it, so he asked Director Li to take you to the machine repair factory for a competition. Director Li wanted to ask you to go, but then he thought it was a bit of a waste of talent, so he took me with him. It was at the machine repair factory that I met Liang Ladi."

Li Jianjun understood that Li Huaide was going to take him to show off, but he changed his name to Nan Yi.

"What about the process?"

Nan Yi continued.

"After I finished competing with the chef, I walked around the entrance of the machine repair factory and met Liang Ladi's four children. They were quite polite. I felt sorry for them, so I gave them some of the extra dishes. But they were reluctant to eat them and said they wanted to take them back to eat with their mother.

Those four kids were really sensible. Then Liang Ladi came out and thought I was a bad guy at first, so she chased me and beat me up. You don’t know, there were nails on the soles of her shoes. If Damao and the others hadn’t explained, I would have been hurt.”

Li Jianjun was laughing secretly on the side. Liang Ladi was very strong. Women are weak by nature, but they become strong when they become mothers.

"Did you transfer her to the steel mill after your relationship improved?"

Nan Yi waved his hand.

"You think too highly of me. She was indeed transferred here by the factory, but the place she lives in was bought by me cooking two tables of dishes for someone else."

Li Jianjun nodded. Nan Yi’s cooking skills are now very good.

"By the way, how good is that chef?"

Nan Yi had a look of disdain on his face.

"It's a little worse than the silly pig in the second cafeteria. I found that Fatty has made great progress recently and his cooking skills are almost catching up with Shazhu. Take Fatty with you to the next assessment and let him get the certificate as well."

Li Jianjun nodded.

"You are responsible for the arrangements. We cannot let the people following us suffer any loss."

Li Jianjun turned around and said as he looked at Liu Lan and Qin Huairu who pricked up their ears.

"Come and listen if you want. Be sneaky."

Qin Huairu was a little embarrassed, but Liu Lan was always carefree.

"Nan Yi, are you interested in Liang Ladi?"

Liu Lan ran over and asked.

Nan Yi said somewhat embarrassedly.

"What should I say? It depends on fate. I think she is pretty good."

Li Jianjun laughed.

"What fate do you have to rely on? You two are destined to be together. Hurry up and have a baby soon. Look at me. I go home every day to hug my daughter. I am so happy."

Liu Lan rolled her eyes.

"Other men get annoyed when they hold a child, but you hold the child day and night, and it's never enough."

Qin Huairu said with a smile.

"I heard from Jianjun that he is a daughter slave and can never hug her enough."

Next, Qin Huairu explained to Liu Lan what a daughter-slave meant.

Siheyuan.

Liang Ladi went to work today and left her four children at home. She had originally planned to take them to the factory gate. Many people brought their children to the factory gate to play and brought them back after get off work. But after thinking about it, she decided not to do it because she was afraid that the children would be bullied.

Yang Cuilian was really bored at home, so she wanted to go to the backyard to see Xiaodang, after all, Qin Huairu had taken her in for a few days.

As soon as I walked into the backyard, I saw Liang Ladi’s four children playing at the door.

Originally, Yang Cuilian didn't plan to talk to them. After all, she had just moved in and was not familiar with the place yet. But she didn't expect Xiu'er to speak first.

"Hello grandma."

Damao and the others also shouted.

Yang Cuilian was stunned. She didn't expect Liang Ladi's child to be so polite.

"Hello, what are you playing?"

Xiu'er said.

"We are discussing how to make some steamed bread. Mom said she will bring some food back after get off work."

Yang Cuilian asked in surprise.

"You guys can make wowotou at such a young age?"

Xiu'er said with her head down embarrassedly.

"Grandma, I can't cook. My brother can, but his food isn't tasty."

Damao also scratched his head embarrassedly.

Yang Cuilian became interested.

"How about grandma teach you how to do it? Grandma is really good at it."

Xiu'er said happily.

"Okay, thank you grandma for teaching us how to make Wowotou. We will definitely learn it well."

Yang Cuilian seemed to have found her life goal all of a sudden.

Bringing the four children into the house, Yang Cuilian began to teach them slowly. The children learned very seriously, and Xiu'er was even more attached to Yang Cuilian.

At this moment, Yang Cuilian felt satisfied and looked at them as if they were her own children.

Until Liang Ladi came back in the evening.

While eating the steamed corn bread, Liang Ladi was very confused. She knew the children's cooking skills best, and this was obviously not made by the children.

"Where did you get today's steamed bread?"

Damao said happily.

"Mom, we made today's steamed bread."

Liang Ladi said with a stern face and a serious tone.

"Honestly, can't I taste your cooking skills?"

The originally happy child was suddenly stunned.

Xiu'er said hurriedly.

"Mom, it was the grandmother in the middle courtyard who taught us how to do it."

Liang Ladi asked in confusion.

"Which grandma in the middle courtyard?"

Xiuer thought about it.

"She's the grandma with two doors in the middle courtyard."

Liang Ladi didn't know why Yang Cuilian taught her children how to make steamed corn bread, but since she helped, she should thank her.

After dinner, Liang Ladi came to the central courtyard and knocked on Yang Cuilian's door.

"Aunt Yang, it's me, Liang Ladi from the backyard."

Yang Cuilian opened the door, looked at Liang Ladi and said with a smile.

"Lady, come in quickly."

Liang Ladi walked in and thanked him.

"Auntie Yang, thank you for teaching my child how to make Wowotou today."

Yang Cuilian waved her hand.

"Nothing, I like those four children, especially Xiu'er, I like them very much."

Liang Ladi had just arrived and didn’t know much about the situation, so she didn’t know how to start the conversation.

Yang Cuilian said.

"Ladi, I don't have any bad intentions. Since I divorced Yi Zhonghai next door, I have been very free. I don't have any children of my own, and sometimes I feel lonely. Your children are very polite and willing to play and chat with me. I can't thank them enough. Don't worry, I won't do anything to them."

Liang Ladi felt a little embarrassed.

"Aunt Yang, you misunderstood. I came here just to think about you. I don't know your situation. I'm sorry."

Yang Cuilian waved her hand.

"Nothing, I'm used to it."

Liang Ladi thought about it.

"Aunt Yang, I just arrived and haven't had time to deal with anything yet. I haven't settled the child yet. If you feel lonely, you can go to my house to play with the child. It can also be regarded as helping me to look after the child."