Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

In his heart, he felt even more grateful to He Daqing. Although he didn't want to have much contact with the people in the compound, He Daqing's actions made him admit that the other party was indeed quite generous.

How could he not be grateful when others could do this?

"Maybe I'll need help from Zhu and Yu Shui in the future! I just don't know if Uncle He will run away again after this incident?"

After dinner, perhaps because he saw that his elder brother was a little tired, the younger brother took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Zhou Tian wanted to stop him, but then he thought that his younger brother was already twelve years old, so it was time for him to do something! Otherwise, it would be bad if he developed the habit of just opening his mouth for food and stretching out his hands for clothes like in his previous life.

He asked his third brother and younger sister to do their homework, and then he sat leisurely on a chair, took out a book from his backpack and started reading.

It is almost March and April in the city, but it is not that cold anymore. Before we know it, the locust tree in the yard has sprouted new buds, showing its vitality.

Zhou Tian's mood also improved.

After reading for a while, his mind couldn't help but think of Uncle He's affairs. He could no longer concentrate on the book, so he stood up and walked towards the central courtyard.

Arriving at the central courtyard, Zhou Tian went to He Daqing's door and knocked.

"Uncle He, are you there?"

"who is it?"

He Daqing's voice came from inside the room. As the door opened, he saw Zhou Tian at the door and said with a smile: "Xiaotian, is that you? What's wrong? Come in!"

Zhou Tian entered the house and saw that only Uncle He was in the house. He asked, "Uncle He, where are the pillars and rain water?"

"That bad boy has gone out to play! The rain went to the front yard!" He Daqing said, pulling Zhou Tian to sit down and pouring him a cup of hot water.

"Uncle He, thank you for cooking for Xiaohao and the others today!" Zhou Tian expressed his gratitude sincerely.

"Well, don't be polite. Besides, didn't you help Uncle He a lot? Compared to the help you helped Uncle He, this is nothing!" He Daqing reached into his pocket and took out two cigarettes. He handed one to Zhou Tian, ​​lit one for himself, and said while exhaling smoke.

Zhou Tian took the cigarette, took a look, and saw it was Daqianmen. He smiled and said, "Oh, Uncle He, you are willing to smoke Daqianmen!"

As the saying goes, the county party secretary splits the two sides (Daqianmen), and the commune cadres split the four corners (Feima). In this era, a box of Daqianmen cigarettes cost 3,500 yuan. Ordinary people can't afford it.

"Xiaotian, you really think highly of your Uncle He. Your Uncle He is not like you. He earns 750,000 a month, while your Uncle He only earns 450,000 a month, and he has two children, Zhuzi and Yushui. This Daqianmen was also given to him by a host when he was hosting a banquet yesterday!"

He Daqing explained while smoking a cigarette.

"Uncle He, don't you feel guilty when you say this?"

Zhou Tian rolled his eyes at He Daqing and said, "Uncle He, you only talked about your salary. You haven't told me that you make more money from cooking outside every month than your salary. And you're still crying poor in front of me!"

But he knew the price of He Daqing's banquets, which was 50,000 for one table. It could be said that the money from the banquets alone was more than his salary every month.

"Haha, doesn't this mean you're used to it?"

When He Daqing heard Zhou Tian's words, he knew that he could not hide his real income from Zhou Tian, ​​but he was not too embarrassed. With his carefree personality, it can be said that basically no one in the yard is willing to mess with him.

"By the way, Uncle He, how did you handle the matter with the White Widow?"

Seeing that He Daqing was not moved at all, Zhou Tian knew that He Daqing actually didn't care about others knowing it. It was just that he, like Zhou Tian, ​​had gotten used to it over the years. He couldn't help but change the subject.

"already solved!"

He Daqing took a deep puff of cigarette and said, "I have already made an agreement with Xiaobai. I will give her some money and she will go back to Baoding. I will still live with Zhuzi Yushui!"

"Uncle He, there are no consequences, right?"

Hearing that He Daqing had handled it, Zhou Tian couldn't help but feel relieved and asked.

"No, but luckily you are smart, Xiaotian, otherwise I, your uncle He, might really be tricked this time!"

As he spoke, a trace of relief flashed in He Daqing's eyes. Without waiting for Zhou Tian to ask, he said, "You don't know, after your uncle He and Xiao Bai had agreed on the price, Xiao Bai told me that on the day I went to look for her, someone found her and told her a way to force me to leave. Fortunately, your uncle He solved all this with money, otherwise I wouldn't be able to leave even if I didn't want to!"

After saying this, he still had a look of fear on his face. He never expected that what Zhou Tian said would actually come true. If it weren't for Zhou Tian's reminder, he would probably have become a man who abandoned his family and children and was irresponsible.

"Uncle He, have you asked the White Widow who that person is?"

After hearing what He Daqing said, Zhou Tian was silent for a moment and asked. Although he had a vague guess in his heart who it was, he still wanted to confirm it now.

“I don’t know about that!”

Unexpectedly, He Daqing shook his head. "I also asked Xiaobai, and Xiaobai said that she didn't know that person at all! And based on Xiaobai's description, I can't think of anyone who fits this description!"

Listening to He Daqing's words, Zhou Tian nodded, thinking that this was right. Otherwise, according to the fan fiction, if the person behind the scenes took action personally, wouldn't that seem very brainless?

The two talked for a while, and then Zhou Tian stood up and said goodbye. Now that he knew that He Daqing had solved the problem of the White Widow, he was no longer worried about the future lives of He Yuzhu and He Yushui.

But he also didn't know whether the plot of Siheyuan would have developed in the same way as he remembered in his previous life if He Daqing hadn't abandoned his family and children.

However, he didn't care about such things. After all, they had nothing to do with him. The reason he intervened in He Daqing's problem was just to repay He Daqing for his help to their family.

After returning to the backyard, Zhou Tian read a book for a while, then warmed a pot of water, and told his younger brothers and sisters to wash their feet and go to bed. Then he went into the bedroom to study for a while, and then lay down and fell asleep.

The next day, after get off work, Zhou Tian went straight to night school.

He did not forget that he had to go to night school today to test his junior high school studies. He came to night school, perhaps because he had

He had been there, but the night school security staff did not stop him.

I arrived at Teacher Zhang's office yesterday smoothly and knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

A gentle voice sounded from inside. Zhou Tian pushed open the door and walked in. He saw three people in the office gathered at a table eating and drinking. In addition to Teacher Zhang and Director Yun, whom he knew, there was also a strange old man.

On the table were a portion of pork head, a portion of fried pork with chili peppers, and two bottles of white wine. Judging from the bottles, it should be Xifeng Liquor.

When the three saw that it was Zhou Tian who came in, Teacher Zhang was the first to say with a smile: "So it's you, kid. I thought you should be here by now. How about it? Do you want to have a drink with us first?"

"No, teacher, I'd better take the test first!"

Zhou Tian looked at the three people, especially his gaze paused on the old man, and a trace of shock flashed in the depths of his pupils. Obviously, he had recognized the old man. If he guessed correctly, the old man's identity should be Yan. In his memory of his previous life, this person was a big shot.

"Is this the master chef named Zhou Tian that you were talking about?"

The old man looked at Zhou Tian, ​​picked up a piece of pork head with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and asked.

"Yes! Principal, this little guy is Zhou Tian. Doesn't he look incredible?"

Director Yun asked the old man with a smile. Even after he sent people to investigate Zhou Tian’s affairs last night, he still looked unconvinced. He thought at first that this kid was bragging, but he didn’t expect that this kid was really awesome!

"What a genius indeed!"

The principal nodded and had to admit that to be able to become a master chef at such a young age, this kid obviously had some talent.

"Okay, it seems like you can't wait any longer, so let's get started!"

Teacher Zhang originally thought that this kid would take advantage of the situation and eat with them, but he didn't expect that he would resist the temptation. With an admiring look, he took out the Peking University Affiliated Middle School exam paper and a pencil that he had specially prepared last night from the drawer, stood up and walked to Zhou Tian and handed them to him.

"Boy, this test paper is from the junior high school of Peking University Affiliated High School. You must do well in the test. If you do well, we will give you a reward!"

He said this with a hint of meaning in his voice before returning to his seat and continuing to eat and drink with Director Yun and the principal.

Zhou Tian endured the aroma of food coming from the table and felt the protests from his stomach. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly, took the paper, found a table at random, picked up a pencil, and started writing.

In his heart, he couldn't help but curse the three people, and a sigh rose in his heart. He decided to finish the paper quickly and go back early to cook and eat.

After all, this exam was really too painful, especially with three abnormal-looking teachers in front of me.