Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

After hearing what Director Yang said, Zhou Yuhong lowered her head and remained silent for a while. Less than two minutes later, she looked up at Director Yang and spoke.

"That's fine. I've already stripped Xu Damao naked. I'll give him a chance and see how he behaves next time. If I see him say obscene things to female lesbians again,

"I'm going to give him a good beating."

After greeting the two people, Zhou Yuhong pushed the door and left, returning to her Women's Federation.

Section Chief Sun sat down and said with a wry smile.

"Director Zhou, you are really resolute and decisive. You are still so impatient."

Director Yang handed a cigarette to Section Chief Sun, and waited for the two to light up before he spoke slowly.

"Hey, Director Zhou has this kind of temper. It's hard to change her! But it's really suitable for her to be in charge of the Women's Federation. She can help many female comrades solve their problems."

Section Chief Sun nodded, took a few puffs of his cigarette, and then began to speak.

"Director Yang, what should we do with Xu Damao? He's still being held in our security department!"

Director Yang was lost in thought, and the cigarette butt almost burned his fingers before he woke up and told Section Chief Sun.

"Sun Ke, give him a warning and fine him one month's salary. Let him go later! Let him go home and rest. He has lost face so much. I think he won't dare to do it again."

Section Chief Sun nodded, knowing how to deal with it. After leaving Director Yang's office and returning to the Security Department, he told Xu Damao about the punishment.

Xu Damao nodded with a blank expression, and without saying anything else, he rode out of the factory.

When he returned to the courtyard and entered the bedroom, he finally couldn't control his emotions and lay on the bed crying. Not long after, exhausted physically and mentally, Xu Damao slowly fell asleep.

Zhang Minghui didn't know that such a big thing had happened to Xu Damao. He was in the house, chopping cabbage and pickled cabbage, preparing to make dumplings.

Zhang Minghui was a northerner in his previous life. He would start making dumplings around the Chinese New Year. He would make several hundred kilograms of dumplings, which he could eat from the Chinese New Year until March.

Why do northerners like to eat dumplings so much? Zhang Minghui thought for a long time and gave his own answer: it is convenient.

It is cold outside in winter, and relatives gather together to play cards and mahjong, and are too lazy to cook. This is when the benefits of dumplings are reflected.

Boil water, put the dumplings in the pot, and you can eat them in a few minutes. After eating, you can play quickly. Therefore, northerners have a special liking for dumplings.

Regardless of gender, age or status, everyone will be exposed to this skill from an early age. Everyone will gather together, some will roll the dough, some will make dumplings. Before they know it, they will have learned it.

In the past few days, Zhang Minghui has been thinking about making more dumplings. Dumplings are inconspicuous and are perfect for eating at home. They don't attract attention like stewed meat.

It just so happened that there were all kinds of meat in the space. These few days, after chopping the meat fillings in the space, I started preparing to chop cabbage and sauerkraut.

Make a few more kinds of dumplings and see which filling Doudou likes, then make more of that filling.

There was a lot of busy work, and when it was almost done, there was a lot of ding-dong.

I saw Doudou's face was red from the cold, and he pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Doudou like this, I quickly pulled Doudou to the stove.

Wanting to warm Doudou up, he couldn't help but start preaching.

"Doudou, look at you. It's so cold, but you still go out to play. Can't you just stay at home?"

Doudou broke free from Zhang Minghui's hand, ran happily on the ground, and spoke in a baby voice.

"No, I want to play with them. It's fun outside. We are making snowmen and having snowball fights. Brother, come and play with me!"

This little girl has been particularly playful recently. After getting familiar with the kids in the yard, her temperament became a little wild. She follows those little ones around the yard every day.

If it wasn't time for dinner, he wouldn't go home. Every time he came back, his face was red from the cold and his body was covered in white.

Seeing Doudou like this, Zhang Minghui was both happy and angry.

"Doudou, come here."

Doudou raised his short legs, hid behind a chair, made faces at Zhang Minghui, and spoke in a crisp voice.

"I don't. You can't catch me."

Zhang Minghui rushed to Doudou and picked him up. Doudou was so frightened that he cried out loudly in Zhang Minghui's arms.

"Brother, you are bad, bad."

Seeing Doudou’s increasingly cheerful personality, Zhang Minghui was pleased. He looked at the little kid in front of him, pinched Doudou’s little nose, and patted Doudou’s butt a few times.

Said bluntly.

"Behave yourself, I'll make you something delicious that you've never tasted before."

Hearing that there was something delicious, Doudou instantly calmed down, looked at Zhang Minghui with sparkling eyes, then put his arms around Zhang Minghui's neck and whispered in Zhang Minghui's ear.

"Brother, what's delicious? Doudou's stomach is flat."

Holding Doudou, I came to the table and saw several pots of stuffing and a lot of dough on the table. Doudou said with some confusion.

"Brother, what is this!"

Put Doudou on the chair and talk to her in a low voice.

"Doudou, I'm going to make dumplings for you right now. This is the best food in the world. I guarantee you'll never forget it after you eat it."

The preparations have been made. After Zhang Minghui locked the door, he started rolling the dough.

Doudou lay on the table, looking at his brother curiously. In a few seconds, he made something round. While his brother wasn't paying attention, he tiptoed and rubbed it with his little finger.

Doudou's little face was very surprised. What is this thing?

After a while, Zhang Minghui got dozens of dumpling wrappers and started preparing to make dumplings.

First, sprinkle a layer of flour on the table. After the dumpling skins are coated with flour, start wrapping the fillings inside.

Doudou was surprised to see his brother wrap a round dumpling in just a few seconds. It looked so strange.

Out of curiosity, I slowly began to imitate my brother's actions, took a dumpling wrapper, and started wrapping them.

Zhang Minghui watched all this with amusement but did not stop it, because he did the same thing when he was a child, and later he slowly learned how to make dumplings.

Zhang Minghui patiently explained to Doudou and taught her the essentials of making dumplings. But it was obvious that the little girl didn't learn the essence, and she couldn't make dumplings after half a day.

He slapped the flour angrily. When Zhang Minghui looked up, Doudou had turned into a little cat with a lot of flour on his face.

Zhang Minghui was so angry that he slapped Doudou on the buttocks twice and warned Doudou not to waste food.

Help Doudou wash her face, tidy up everything, then let her stay in the inner room and prepare to eat dumplings.

Unexpectedly, Doudou came over again with full energy. I had no choice but to use the method that adults used to deal with me when I was a child and make some stuffing for Doudou.