Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

It took him a long time to calm down and react: "Deputy Director Li, what is the task you are talking about?"

Deputy Director Li thought for a moment and said, "Recently, a new leader has taken office in the factory, but there are a few people that the factory cannot completely trust, so supervision is needed. And the job I want you to do is to supervise the new leader.

Of course, this is also one of the tasks of your audit team." "Who do you want me to supervise?" Liu Haizhong asked curiously. "The new head of the security department, Yang Muzi." "Head Yang." Liu Haizhong was stunned.

Supervising Yang Muzi is no small matter. He is the head of the security department. If he is discovered, I will be finished.

"Ha ha……"

Deputy Factory Director Li smiled and said, "Comrade Liu Haizhong, don't have any ideological burden. Asking you to supervise Yang Muzi doesn't necessarily mean that there is something wrong with him. It's just that he is a new leader and the factory is not completely confident in him."

"Of course, when I ask you to supervise, I don't mean to follow or go undercover.

What you have to do is simple.

Aren't you from the same courtyard as Yang Muzi? You will be responsible for supervising his life. If he has any problems with his lifestyle, report them to me immediately."

“Lifestyle.”

Liu Haizhong fell into deep thought. He certainly wouldn't dare to supervise Yang Muzi openly or follow him.

But if you just pay attention to what Yang Muzi does on a daily basis and record what happens to him, it's not difficult.

They all lived in the same courtyard, or in the same yard, so any movement in Yang Muzi's family could be known to him.

"Don't worry, leader. I promise to complete the task." Liu Haizhong promised, patting his chest.

Deputy Factory Director Li nodded and said, "This matter is known to heaven, earth, you and me. We must not let anyone else know about it. If the news leaks out, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

"Don't worry, I promise I won't let anyone else know." "Well, go to the workshop."

"Thank you for your cultivation, leader. I will follow your lead in the future." Liu Haizhong stood up and went to work happily.

Yang Muzi, boy, don't let me catch you, let's just wait and see.

After currying favor with Deputy Director Li, Liu Haizhong began to look down on Yang Muzi.

He is not a leader in the factory and does not understand the leadership structure of the factory.

In his opinion, the deputy director must be older than the section chief. "You are too young to fight with me."

After Liu Haizhong left, a gloomy look flashed across Deputy Director Li's eyes.

This move of his was a brilliant one.

Everyone makes mistakes. If you set a bottom line next to Yang Muzi, then his every move will be under his own eyes. Once Yang Muzi makes a mistake, his position as section chief will be over.

Get off work in the evening.

Uncle Er strode into the courtyard with his head held high, his hands behind his back, and a very official air.

Back in the backyard, Yang Muzi was accompanying the children in the yard.

"Once again, Master Er is back." Yang Muzi looked up and greeted him with a smile. "Humph!"

Uncle Er snorted coldly, pouted his mouth and walked into the house without saying a word.

"Um?"

Yang Muzi was speechless. Ever since he became the head of the security department, Uncle Er's attitude towards him had changed drastically. He would lick him every time they met.

But now he suddenly became cold. What's wrong with Uncle Er? Is he angry because I didn't take his watch? Forget it, let him be. Yang Muzi shook his head and didn't bother to pay attention to Uncle Er's thoughts.

Early the next morning.

Yang Muzi got up early and washed.

Uncle Er was standing in the yard, wearing a white shirt and looking serious.

"Good morning, Mr. Er." Yang Muzi greeted him. "Humph!"

Uncle Er snorted coldly and ignored him as usual. . Huh?

Uncle Er was acting a little abnormal. Yang Muzi couldn't help wondering.

It would be fine if he ignored me. After all, I refused to accept the gift, and he ignored me because he was angry.

However, Uncle Er is usually very lazy and never gets up until the moment before work. Moreover, he has to go to work today and go to the workshop.

You don't wear work clothes, what's the matter with wearing a shirt? It was a pity, Yang Muzi didn't bother to care about Er Da Ye's affairs. There were many sick people in the yard, and he didn't have the energy to take care of them. "Tianci, let's go!" "Here comes Uncle Yang."

After breakfast, Bai Tianci drove Yang Muzi out of the courtyard, and other workers also went to work one after another.

Seeing them leave, Uncle Er took out a small notebook from his pocket, took out a pen and started writing. On a certain date, Yang Muzi asked the workers to take him to work.

Finally, he wrote his own comments at the end: This is serious bureaucracy.

After get off work in the evening, He Yuzhu rushed to the courtyard with a bag in his arms. "Tianci, walk faster, your elder brother is ahead."

"Why!"

Bai Tianci pedaled hard a few times and caught up with He Yuzhu. "Silly Zhu, what are you holding?"

Yang Muzi jumped off his bicycle and stopped He Yuzhu. "Uncle Yang, what can I take? A lunch box." He Yuzhu grinned.

"Be serious." "Oh, Uncle Yang..."

"Don't try to get close to me. You are not allowed to bring things home from the factory. Don't you know that?" Yang Muzi said seriously.

"Uncle Yang, I brought food home. You shouldn't investigate me for such a small matter."

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly.

During this period, He Yuzhu always brought a lunch box with him, but he did it secretly every time.

Even people living in Siheyuan rarely know about it.

He Yuzhu brought lunch boxes secretly, and people in the courtyard generally didn't know about it at that time.

He still doesn't dare to bring a box lunch openly like in the original drama. There are several reasons for this.

First of all, he is not the chef yet in the kitchen and his power is not as great as in the drama.

Secondly, his father He Daqing did not leave. He brought the lunch box home for Qin Huairu. His father opposed his association with Qin Huairu.

Last but not least, Jia Dongxu is not dead yet, so it is even less likely that he would get too close to Qin Huairu.

During this period, Qin Huairu had been lukewarm towards him, which made He Yuzhu feel upset.

But despite this, He Yuzhu was still happy to bring her lunch box.

There was only one reason, that Qin Huairu had bewitched He Yuzhu. "Really?"

Yang Muzi looked at Bai Tianci and said, "Tianci, have you ever eaten the lunch box brought by your brother Zhuzi?"

"I...I haven't, not even once." Bai Tianci answered honestly.

"Shazhu, who is your lunch box for?" "I..." "Speak!" Yang Muzi said coldly.

Knowing that Yang Muzi was angry, He Yuzhu stammered, "Uncle Yang, you also know that Qin Huairu's family is in trouble. I brought lunch boxes to their family just to help her."

"It's Qin Huairu, you disappoint me so much."

"Uncle Yang, what you said is not right. Her family is in financial difficulty, so what's wrong with me helping her?" He Yuzhu argued.

Yang Muzi sneered: "Silly Zhu, although bringing a lunch box is against discipline, it is not a big deal. If you bring a lunch box home, I don't care, but if you bring a lunch box for Qin Huairu, it's not okay."

"Why!"

Yang Muzi: "You are confused. Jia Dongxu is useless, and Qin Huairu is now half a widow. What's the matter with you bringing a lunch box to a widow? Do you have feelings for her?"

"No, absolutely not. I just feel sorry for Qin Huairu's family." He Yuzhu blushed a little.

Yang Muzi said disdainfully: "Qin Huairu's family is in trouble, but Liang Ladi's family is not. Why haven't I seen you help Sister Liang?"

"I….."

He Yuzhu had nothing to say.

Liang Ladi had no proper job and worked as a street sweeper, earning only 17 or 18 yuan a month.

Her husband died early, and she had three children and elderly people to support at home. In terms of difficulties, her family was much more difficult than Qin Huairu's.

"Silly pillar."

Yang Muzi breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Yang, I am doing this for your own good. Qin Huairu is a married woman, and it is impossible for the two of you to be together, so don't have any unreasonable thoughts.

What's more, Qin Huairu is already married, and you are still single.

If you continue to be so unclear with Qin Huairu, which girl would be willing to marry you? "

"Let's put this aside for now. You brought lunch boxes to Qin Huairu so many times. What did she give you? Would she sleep with you? Don't be silly. This is one-sided. Qin Huairu is just using you."

He Yuzhu lowered his head and said nothing after hearing what Yang Muzi said. Yang Muzi's words made him look bad, but every word he said was true. "Give me the lunch box." "Oh!"

He Yuzhu obediently handed the lunch box to Yang Muzi, who then handed it to Bai Tianci: "Tianci, take it home and eat."

"Silly Zhu, I'm warning you, if you dare to bring a lunch box home again, you'll be punished. Don't think I can't punish you."

"I see."

He Yuzhu lowered his head and returned home listlessly. Qin Huairu came over and said, "Silly Zhu, where is your lunch box?" He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "I didn't bring it."

"Oh, Shazhu, how could you not bring your lunch box? Our children are hungry and are waiting for the lunch boxes. What will happen to the children without them?" Qin Huairu complained.

"Sister Qin, are you angry?" He Yuzhu frowned.

I didn't expect that Qin Huairu would blame herself for not bringing a lunch box once.

I support their family because I feel sorry for them, and of course I also want their health.

But you, Qin Huairu, can't do this. Yang Shu'er is right, Qin Huairu is just using me.

"Silly Zhu, what are you talking about? How could Sister Qin be angry? Sister Qin really has no other choice.

You know, we have a child named Ren, Dongxu is like that, and my mother-in-law…”

As she spoke, Qin Huairu was about to cry. Seeing her like this, He Yuzhu softened his heart again.

"Silly Zhu, tomorrow, no matter what, you must bring me a lunch box tomorrow."

"I...."

"Silly Zhu, help me!"

He Yuzhu was about to refuse when Qin Huairu gently pinched his waist.

The young widow's eyes were as charming as silk tails. He Yuzhu's heart was pounding. "Sister Qin, I will definitely bring it tomorrow."

In the morning, Yang Muzi went to work as usual, and Bai Tianci drove him again.

"Uncle Yang, Brother Zhuzi gave me the lunch box today." "Oh?"

On the way, Bai Tianci said this.

If He Yuzhu wants to take the lunch box, he must also bring a lunch box for Qin Huairu. It seems that this guy didn't listen to what I said yesterday. "Tianci, do you think Shazhu should bring a lunch box for Qin Huairu?" Yang Muzi asked.

“Shouldn’t!”

Bai Tianci shook his head and said, “In the past, when we were in trouble, it was Uncle He who brought lunch boxes home. Uncle He brought lunch boxes for us because he loved us. Otherwise, we would have starved to death in the years of famine.