Siheyuan: I just came across and wanted to chase me away

Yi Zhonghai never thought that He Yuzhu was so stupid that he couldn't even understand other people's expressions! He frowned and said helplessly: "Zhuzi, you have to understand that we are doing this entirely for Gu Nan's sake. Why don't you understand?"

Qin Huairu standing by also nodded in agreement and said, "That's right. We do this just in case, in case Gu Nan accidentally makes a big mistake." Her eyes seemed concerned, but there was a hint of scheming in the depths of her eyes that was not easy to detect.

He Yuzhu, who was already furious, was now shaking with anger. He stared at the two people in front of him with wide eyes, gritting his teeth and yelling, "Okay, since you think it's necessary, then go call the police! Anyway, I don't care about these things anymore. I'm going back to my room to sleep now!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his room without looking back.

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to ask He Yuzhu to call the police, but who could have expected that this guy would just turn around and leave without saying a word, leaving the mess directly to them.

Looking at He Yuzhu's receding back, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help stamping his feet and muttering, "This silly Zhu, he really has no brains at all!"

Qin Huairu saw that He Yuzhu was angry, and she knew that she couldn't do this evil thing by herself, so she looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Uncle, Dongxu had diarrhea when we just came out, I'll go back and clean it up now."

Yi Zhonghai watched Qin Huairu leave, knowing that she didn't want to get involved in this matter. However, since Gu Nan started working at the steel rolling mill, he had been causing trouble for him.

When Yi Zhonghai was about to get off work, he went to the Public Security Bureau and the Street Office to see who should handle Gu Nan's matter.

Gu Nan sent Ran Qiuye to the school gate: "Qiuye, I will pick you up after get off work today."

Ran Qiuye nodded: "Go slowly on the road."

Gu Nan was also in high spirits as he was happy about the good news. He still felt very energetic after a day's work.

He Yuzhu, on the other hand, was not in good shape the whole day, especially when he was cooking at noon, he actually burnt the dishes.

He Yuzhu called the fat man to his side with a serious face: "Fatty, come here! Let me ask you, how do you think I treat you normally?"

When the fat man heard this, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the pot of black, burnt-smelling food, and he instantly understood about 70% of it - it was obvious that he was asked to take the blame.

But he was just a little apprentice, so he dared not say anything. He could only look at He Yuzhu with a big smile on his face and said, "Master, you are so kind to me! If it weren't for you, how could I have this job? All of this was given to me by you!"

He Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction, then smiled awkwardly, pointed at the mushy dish, and explained a little embarrassedly: "Fatty, I was so absorbed in thinking about the problem today that I forgot about the dish in the pot. When I came to my senses, it was too late. It was all mushy. What do you think we should do about this?"

The fat man's eyes rolled, and he immediately understood what he meant. He waved his hands and said, "Master, look at what you said. It's not your responsibility at all! It's all because of me, your disciple, who overestimated my abilities. I rashly tried to cook even though I haven't learned enough. That's why it's like this. It's all my fault, all my fault!"

He Yuzhu smiled. He didn't expect the fat man to be so perceptive, so he nodded: "Don't worry, Fatty. Although you will suffer a little, I will definitely teach you a new skill when the time comes. That is my specialty."

The fat man laughed when he heard this. The reason why he had been following He Yuzhu and being scolded by He Yuzhu was just to learn He Yuzhu's special skills.

Who would have thought that He Yuzhu, who seemed carefree and informal on weekdays, was so calculating in this matter? At every critical moment, he always hid the key information tightly and refused to reveal even a little bit.

The chubby guy had been with He Yuzhu for quite a long time, but he was no different from Ma Hua. Although he had been learning from him for some time, he had only learned the skill of cutting vegetables, and had not mastered any other cooking skills.

Look, when he heard that He Yuzhu was going to teach him his cooking skills, the fat man was so excited that he almost jumped up, and he was completely immersed in joy and couldn't extricate himself.

However, the fat man did not notice that Ma Hua, who was standing beside him, did not care at all. Because Ma Hua knew very well that even though he had been blamed and criticized for He Yuzhu many times, it was wishful thinking for him to really teach him how to cook.

Sure enough, the canteen director came to the kitchen, and Ma Hua came over: "Master, canteen director Zhang is here."

He Yuzhu knew that the more unlucky he was, the more unlucky he would be, so he looked at the fat man and said, "Remember, as long as you take responsibility for this matter, I will not treat you unfairly."

The fat man nodded and looked at He Yuzhu: "Master, don't worry, I know what to say later."

He Yuzhu went to the utility room at the side and pretended to start cleaning. At this moment, Director Zhang from the cafeteria walked in.

Director Zhang and He Yuzhu have a grudge against each other, but he has never been able to find any evidence of He Yuzhu's crime. Now, when he saw that He Yuzhu had burnt the dish, he suddenly had a reason.

Ma Hua saw the fat man standing there motionless, so he walked over and said, "Director Zhang, why are you here?"

Director Zhang was obviously angry and looked at Ma Hua: "Why, I'm the canteen director, so I can't come to the kitchen? What on earth do you want to do in the kitchen?"

Ma Hua hurriedly took out a cigarette and said, "Director Zhang, we are cooking in the kitchen."

Director Zhang came to the mushy dish and asked: "Is this the dish you cooked? It's all mushy. Isn't this a waste?"

Just as Director Zhang was saying this, He Yuzhu came out of the utility room and saw Director Zhang trotting over: "Director Zhang, how did you find time to come here?"

Director Zhang did not exchange pleasantries with He Yuzhu, but looked at the food in the pot: "He Yuzhu, is this your skill level? You even fry the food until it is burnt. Isn't this a waste? What's going on?"

He Yuzhu looked at the fat man beside him and pretended to know nothing: "I was in the utility room just now, who cooked the dish?"

The fat man stood up, looked at He Yuzhu and Director Zhang, and smiled: "Director Zhang, Master, I just cooked the dish on my own initiative, but I didn't expect that I accidentally burned it. Please punish me, I know I was wrong."

He Yuzhu looked at Director Zhang and said, "You see, Director, I didn't think highly of you."