Siheyuan: Starting from 1952

"Mom, he is not an enemy spy, let's go back." Jia Dongxu said helplessly.

"Why isn't he an enemy agent?"

"He..." Jia Dongxu reluctantly told Lu Juemin that he had made great contributions to the factory and received a reward of 1000 yuan.

1000 yuan?

When Jia Zhang heard this number, her soul left her body and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

It’s so scary!

How long will it take to earn 1000 yuan?

Qin Huairu's mood instantly dropped to freezing point.

Uncomfortable!

It's quite uncomfortable.

It's worse than eating fucking shit.

What was even more painful was that Jia Dongxu scolded her, "Huai Ru, you too, if our mother doesn't understand, how can you not understand? Why are you following her around?"

Hearing Jia Dongxu's reprimand, Qin Huairu angrily retorted: "I understand? What do I understand? Do I understand that Lu Juemin is better than you or something?"

"Qin Huairu, what are you talking about? If you think Lu Juemin is excellent, then go with him!"

Qin Huairu's words can be said to have directly touched Jia Dongxu's sore spot.

He immediately raised his hand and slapped Qin Huairu in the face.

The fiery red palm print was particularly obvious on Qin Huairu's fair face.

"Jia Dongxu!" Qin Huairu's eyes were filled with tears. "I'm talking nonsense? Then are you talking human language?"

"I……"

When Jia Dongxu saw Qin Huairu like this, he immediately regretted it.

He slapped himself and apologized, "Huai Ru, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it... I'm sorry, Huai Ru..."

"Forget it... Jia Dongxu, you... just think I'm blind..."

Until this moment.

Qin Huairu could only admit it.

My original choice was wrong, and regrets surged in my heart...

……

Lu Juemin was busy in the kitchen.

The cooking skills include steaming, frying, braising, stewing, boiling...

It also includes many cuisines.

Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Cantonese cuisine...

Want to be a good cook.

It will take decades of effort to complete the task.

But Lu Juemin had the system, and it only took him a few seconds to acquire cooking skills that others might not be able to achieve in decades.

Braised spare ribs, beef brisket with potatoes, steamed river fish, chicken stewed with mushrooms...

As the dishes were served on the table.

Everyone in the yard unconsciously stuck their heads out and smelled the fragrance coming from Lu Juemin's house.

Lives across the street from Lu Juemin.

It’s He Yuzhu’s home.

To be precise, it is now He Daqing's home.

He Daqing, holding a pipe in his hand, half leaned against the door, smelling the fragrance coming from Lu Juemin's house.

He smacked his lips, then tapped He Yuzhu's head with the pipe in his hand and asked, "Zhuzi, do you know what kind of dish this aroma is?"

"This... this should be boiled pork slices, right? A Sichuan dish?" He Yuzhu thought for a moment and replied.

"Not bad, you guessed it right." He Daqing nodded with satisfaction.

"hey-hey!"

He Yuzhu bared his teeth and smiled proudly, "Dad, the dishes cooked by the boy next door are varied, with a little bit of various cuisines. Isn't his cooking skill very good?"

"Humph!" He Daqing snorted and glared, "Bullshit! Cooking is a discipline that requires refinement. The dishes he made are so mixed, and they look like they're only half cooked!"

"Just learn Tan's cuisine well. Once you master it, it will be enough for you to use for the rest of your life!"

"Got it!" He Yuzhu nodded vigorously: "Dad, I will definitely not let you down!"

"That's enough!" He Daqing took a deep puff of his cigarette, stood up, stretched his waist and said, "Zhu Zi, you cook dinner for your sister later. I have something else to do, so I'll be out for a while!"

Done.

He Daqing quickly left the courtyard.

He Yuzhu saw He Daqing's back and seemed to be thinking about something...

……

Lu Juemin cooked a whole table of dishes in one go.

After he finished, Chen Xingyao also came back from get off work.

She looked at the table full of dishes and said in disbelief, "Brother Juemin...this...this was all made by you?"

"We don't have any snail girls in our family, so it must have been made by me! Come and try it and see how good my cooking skills are!" Lu Juemin said as he handed chopsticks to Chen Xingyao.

"Yum! So delicious!"

Chen Xingyao picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth. Before she could chew it twice, she gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Juemin, I think the food you cook is better than what we eat in restaurants!"

"If it tastes good, just eat more."

Lu Juemin smiled gently, took out a bottle of Erguotou, and poured himself a full glass.

After drinking it all in one gulp, he said, "Xingyao, I have something to discuss with you."

"What a coincidence!" Chen Xingyao said with a smile: "Brother, I have something to tell you too!"

"You have something to say too? Then go ahead and talk first."

"Yeah!" Chen Xingyao nodded. "It's like this. Director Gong Hua of our film studio probably felt that I didn't know many words, so he enrolled me in a cultural class and asked me to go there to study."

"This is a good thing." Lu Juemin commented.

"That's not a good thing!" Chen Xingyao pouted and said, "Going to the cultural class will delay my work time, and my salary will not be as much as before... So I..."

"Xingyao!" Lu Juemin interrupted Chen Xingyao and said, "Don't worry about your salary. If you need money, I'll give it to you. But you can't miss learning cultural knowledge. If you have cultural knowledge and know more words, you can understand the script and improve your cultivation. Do you understand?"

"So you have to go to this cultural class!"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you, Brother Min." Chen Xingyao pouted, "Brother, tell me what you want to say!"

"My business..." Lu Juemin rubbed his brows, "Xingyao, Li Yanxi's father came to see me."

"what?"

Chen Xingyao immediately became nervous when she heard this, "Why did he come to see you?"

"He wants me to go on a blind date with Li Yanxi."

"What?"

Chen Xingyao's eyes widened instantly when she heard this, and she asked in confusion: "Why...why did he want you to go on a blind date with Li Yanxi? He doesn't even know her..."

Halfway through her words, Chen Xingyao suddenly understood something, and a layer of mist appeared in her round eyes, "Brother Juemin... I just slept with the last time why Uncle Li came to our film studio to ask Li Yanxi to apologize to me... Could it be... Could it be you..."

"Brother Juemin... woooo... you are so nice..."

"I'm so useless. I need your help to handle everything... wuwu..."

"Okay, silly girl!" Seeing this, Lu Juemin quickly stood up and took Chen Xingyao into his arms, comforting her, "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore.

"It's okay. I'm your brother. We are family. If I don't help you, who will?"

"..."

After being comforted for a long time, Chen Xingyao finally stopped crying.

After she stopped crying, she looked up at Lu Juemin with blinking eyes and said solemnly: "Brother, go ahead, go on a blind date with Li Yanxi!"