Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

He Yuzhu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw everyone describing how Li Dapao was beaten.

However, He Yuzhu was also pleased with their loyalty.

Isn't human heart just a reflection of human heart? How you treat them is how they will treat you.

If the system had allowed it, He Yuzhu really wanted to take these people to work in a textile factory. Just as Yu Shui said, it's not easy to make money there.

It is a pity.

"Director He, please arrange our work."

"That's right, Director He, wherever you go, we'll go!"

At this time, the director of the first workshop came to the workshop and saw He Yuzhu and the employees of the second canteen. Was he happy or unhappy?

He Yuzhu said helplessly: "I am just a coolie now." Then he looked at the director of the first workshop, Director Liu, and said: "Please arrange for us."

I don’t understand the technology, so I can only do the work that the workers in the first workshop are unwilling to do.

Despite this, after a morning, more than 20 people were exhausted, but they still did not regret it.

He Yuzhu squatted aside with the others. Except for the ten women, Ma Hua did not smoke, so He Yuzhu gave a cigarette to each of the other dozen men.

"Tired?"

"Not tired."

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "Not tired!"

"It would be a miracle if I wasn't tired, but don't worry, within a month, we will be able to return to the Second Canteen and continue doing our old business."

They thought that they would continue to follow He Yuzhu even if they were tired. They did not ask for anything else but that He Yuzhu would not abandon them.

"Let's go to the first cafeteria to eat."

He Yuzhu waved his hand, and more than 20 people went to the first cafeteria together, talking and laughing.

They came to the first cafeteria, where there were queues at more than a dozen windows. They came early and got their meals quickly. Although the taste was not as good as that in the second cafeteria, it was probably enough to fill their stomachs.

The third canteen is not much different from the first canteen. The number of people in the second canteen decreased by more than a thousand today. There were more than three thousand people every day, but today there were only more than two thousand. Without the condiments prepared by He Yuzhu every morning, the cooking of the three chefs is simply not comparable, and is even worse than the big pot dishes cooked by the chefs in the other two canteens.

These more than 3,000 comrades are all loyal fans of He Yuzhu. Since He Yuzhu's cooking skills have improved a lot and he has been appointed as the canteen director, more than 3,000 comrades can come here regardless of rain or shine, because the food is really delicious.

Now that He Yuzhu no longer works in the second canteen, there is naturally no need for him to rush to prepare condiments for the three chefs. He Yuzhu is not a fool.

In the second cafeteria, the workers just took a bite and shook their heads secretly. Although it was edible, the taste was far worse than before.

But the meal tickets have been given to them, and they still have work to do in the afternoon, so they have to eat whether they want to or not. But will they still go to the second canteen tomorrow?

He Yuzhu and others finished their meal and left the first canteen. When they passed by the second canteen, they heard comrades coming out of it complaining about today's meal.

"It's really unpalatable. I really don't know why Director Yang and Director Li let Li Dapao be the director of the second canteen. What kind of job is he doing? It's nothing like when Director He was in charge. He can't even do a finger!"

"That's right. If I hadn't paid for the meal ticket, I would have thrown away every bite I took. What the hell is this?"

Listening to everyone's complaints, He Yuzhu and others were laughing secretly.

In the second canteen, Liu Lan, Yan Jiecheng, three chefs and their apprentices, after cooking, had to come to the restaurant to serve food to the workers. They were extremely tired.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu and others continued to be busy with heavy work. The weather in February was still relatively cold, but He Yuzhu and others were already sweating profusely. They took off their cotton coats halfway through the work and continued to work in just sweaters.

But everyone found joy in the midst of suffering, especially He Yuzhu, who sang while pushing the cart, giving everyone some relief.

The ten female comrades now had a very good impression of He Yuzhu. He used to have dark skin and a bad temper, but he was a very good person. Now, not only does he have fair skin, but also a humorous personality, although his temper is a bit strange. He has completely changed into a different person.

Especially the singing, even though they don’t understand the meaning of the lyrics, it’s enough as long as it sounds good.

"Come on, everyone. I'll start and we'll all sing along."

One employee suggested: "Director, why don't you sing some songs that we have all heard? Although you sang it very well just now, we have never heard of it before."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Okay, let's sing a song called Unity is Strength."

“You all know how to sing this one, right?”

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Then He Yuzhu started the conversation: "Unity is strength, let's sing together."

More than twenty people were working while singing.

"unity is strength!"

"unity is strength."

“This force is iron.”

"This power is steel!"

He sang more and more excitedly, and sang several well-known red songs in succession.

As the end of get off work approached, He Yuzhu took everyone to a place where they sat on the steps to rest.

Tomorrow is Sunday, which is also the weekly holiday of the steel rolling mill. He Yuzhu suggested that we have a dinner together tomorrow. With more than 20 people, we need at least three tables, but He Yuzhu's house only has one small table.

"Who of you has a big table? I'll buy the ingredients tomorrow and we can have a meal together."

Everyone was very willing. Although they had worked together for a year, none of them had ever eaten a banquet prepared by He Yuzhu.

Everyone took out their cash, one dollar, fifty cents, twenty cents, etc. He Yuzhu refused and said, "You don't have to pay. Just come to my house early tomorrow and help wash the vegetables. You don't have to worry about anything else."

He Yuzhu was firm in his attitude, so everyone had to put the money back. Then everyone asked what fish, bacon, cabbage, potatoes he had at home, and asked if they could bring their family members or something.

He Yuzhu said: "Bring it, isn't it just a few more tables? We are all comrades, so we should be happy, right?"

At most everyone brings their wife, son, etc.

So He Yuzhu agreed, but they all knew that no matter whether they brought tables or ingredients tomorrow, they could not bring too many people. In the end, everyone of them discussed it and decided to send only one person.

When it was time to get off work, more than 20 people greeted He Yuzhu warmly and left the steel mill.

After returning to the courtyard, He Yuzhu told Yu Shui his idea. He thought Yu Shui would have some resistance, but unexpectedly, Yu Shui happily agreed.

He also said: "Brother, let's go buy food tomorrow morning. It just so happens that I got my salary today, and I haven't spent much of the pocket money you usually give me. I have saved it all, which is more than enough."

He Yuzhu pinched Yu Shui's cheek and said with a smile: "You have to help me tomorrow. I have prepared all the ingredients."

The space was filled with pork and other things, almost piling up into a mountain.