Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

He Yuzhu naturally heard the voices of the two people, but he locked the door immediately after He Yushui finished cleaning the house.

The two actors outside just followed them in making trouble, while he was thinking about how to face his current life.

It has been three days since I was reborn. During these three days, I have forcefully rejected the unreasonable demands of the beasts.

But he only got rid of the entanglement of these two beasts temporarily. According to his understanding of these two guys, they had taken advantage of him for so many years and would definitely not let him, a cash machine, go so easily.

Especially the young widow Qin Huairu, who lost her lunch box. This guy's family has lost its money. Even if Bang Geng doesn't make trouble, Jia Zhang will definitely not stop.

He Yuzhu lay in the space and thought for a moment. He felt that he could not put all his energy on these people. Revenge was inevitable in his new life, but he also had to change his miserable life in his previous life.

Three years of natural disasters have passed. Although conditions will get better and better in the future, the most lacking thing in this era is supplies. At least there is no chance to get meat every day.

He Yuzhu felt that he should at least sort out the difficulties at work as soon as possible, and then make quick use of the spiritual fields. As for those rubbish in the courtyard, he would torture them slowly.

So early the next morning, He Yuzhu did not sleep in as usual, but got up at dawn and started packing.

"Brother, what are you doing? Making breakfast!"

"Pork fat dumpling soup, go wash it quickly, and go to school after you finish eating."

"Oh." He Yu Shui smelled the fragrance in the air, replied dazedly, then hurried out to start washing.

At this time, the Jia family was drooling. Jia Zhang looked at the steamed bread in her hand, and then smelled the fragrance coming in through the crack in the door. She was so angry that she started cursing.

"? You idiot Zhu is so heartless. He made delicious food early in the morning but didn't even bother to bring it to me as a gift."

But seeing that Qin Huairu didn't react at all, she continued to curse: "Damn it, even if he forgot about the old neighbor, doesn't he know that we still have three children?"

"Can't you send a bowl over for my eldest grandson to eat?"

The seven-year-old Banggeng quickly added a line of humor. "Grandma, I want to eat something delicious! The steamed bread is so delicious."

Jia Zhang now had a reason to complain, and she slammed the steamed bread on the table. "Qin Huairu, didn't you hear what the child said?"

"I think you, as a mother, can really sit still. Hurry up and get a bowl for the child."

But this time Qin Huairu did not make any move. Instead, she said nonchalantly, "You go if you want to. I'm afraid that if I go, I'll embarrass the Jia family."

Jia Zhang: "..."

"Hey, Qin Huairu, I asked you to get some food for the child. Besides, wasn't it you who always went to get anything in the past?"

"And even if Sha Zhu had a conflict with our family this time, the child didn't offend him. How could he refuse the child if he asked for a bowl of food?"

Bang Geng then said, "Mom, go ask Sha Zhu for some, otherwise I won't have the energy to go to school."

Qin Huairu sighed helplessly and had to pick up the pottery basin on the table and go out. But as soon as she went out, she saw that He Yuzhu's house was locked and the brother and sister had just walked out of the middle courtyard.

Qin Huairu looked at He Yuzhu's back with tears in her eyes, wondering what this was all about. If it had happened in the past, her little silly Zhu would have definitely starved himself, and she would have to send the food to the Jia family first.

No, the problem of Shazhu must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise even if she can bear it, her beloved son Banggeng cannot.

"Okay, Yushui, that's all I have to say. If you can get into college, do it as soon as possible. After you graduate, I'll think of a way. It would be best if you could go directly to the steel mill so that we can take care of each other."

"Don't worry, brother. I'll listen to you."

He Yuzhu nodded with relief. Although he was not quite sure what the point of getting into university was, he clearly remembered that he would not be able to take the college entrance examination in a few years.

Although a high school diploma was enough for those few years, the future will be based on academic qualifications. If you do not have academic qualifications, your future development will be greatly affected.

Now that I have foresight about the next few decades, I must make good use of it and not let the opportunity go to waste.

"Zhu Zi, you came quite early today?"

"Morning, Master Wang."

Wang Quezi nodded, then felt something was wrong and turned back. "No, Zhuzi, what did you call me just now?"

He Yuzhu smiled knowingly: "Master Wang, is there any problem?"

"Fuck, am I dreaming? You call me Master Wang?"

Just at this time, squad leader Jin Dafa walked into the cafeteria. "Wang Quezi, I'm telling you, are you a jerk? Zhuzi respects you and calls you Master Wang, why are you not happy to hear that?"

"I am happy to, of course I am happy to, but I am a little uncomfortable at the moment. After all, this is the first time someone has been so polite to me."

He Yuzhu and Jin Dafa burst into laughter, and then began to make preparations. When other people in the cafeteria arrived, He Yuzhu greeted them one by one.

For a moment, everyone felt that He Yuzhu had really grown. In fact, He Yuzhu's cooking skills were definitely top-notch in this canteen. At least Wang Quezi, a level seven cook, could not compare to him.

The reason why he didn't get promoted to an eighth-level cook until 66 was because he didn't know how to deal with things. All he did all day was talk about his superiors and monopolize the leftovers in the cafeteria.

How could the leaders in the factory not know about this situation? They just had to treat He Yuzhu as a special guest, so they turned a blind eye and allowed him to bring lunch boxes home every day.

But the price he paid was that he had worked there for more than ten years, and although his cooking skills were among the best in the factory, he was still stuck at the position of an eighth-level cook.

Now that He Yuzhu has been reborn, his experience of two lives makes him feel that he was really silly when he was young. He even wonders why those leaders all have good tempers, otherwise, if they had bad tempers, they would have sent him to sweep the toilet long ago!

"Zhu Zi, dinner is about to start. There aren't enough people in the front. Go and help."

If this had happened in the past, He Yuzhu would have definitely run away to pee, and even Jin Dafa was just shouting for show. But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, He Yuzhu stood up, put on a sanitary cap and went to the window.

"Fuck, Zhuzi has really changed."

Jin Dafa rolled his eyes at Wang Quezi. "Stop being so sarcastic. Are you really not going to let others make progress?"

"Hey, how can that be possible?"

But after Jin Dafa said this, he stood up and went to the window. He wanted to see what kind of ointment He Yuzhu was selling.

At this time, He Yuzhu was holding a rice spoon and serving rice to the workers seriously. He tried his best to ensure fairness and justice with every spoonful.

"Silly, it's not a pillar. One portion of cabbage, one portion of shredded potatoes, and two steamed buns."

He Yuzhu looked up and knew it was Xu Damao as soon as he heard the name. How could anyone else eat so luxuriously? He prepared meals for Xu Damao equally, but when he looked up, Xu Damao was still standing there stupidly.

"Hey, your meal is ready!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Xu Damao picked up the lunch box in a panic, walked out two steps, and looked back at He Yuzhu suspiciously, wondering if this guy has really changed?

If it had happened in the past, this grandson would definitely have to stir the spoon for him and scold him a few words. However, Xu Damao always relied on his own law of spiritual victory and felt that He Yuzhu was serving him by serving him.

But this time He Yuzhu said nothing and gave the normal amount of food, which made Xu Damao feel like he had punched cotton.

He Yuzhu had just finished typing the remaining few copies and rubbed his sore shoulders when he saw Widow Qin walking towards his window with two lunch boxes.

"Silly, no, Zhuzi, give me one portion of Chinese cabbage and one portion of shredded potatoes, plus two steamed buns and one wowotou."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she looked at He Yuzhu expectantly, hoping that he would order one more dish for her.

He Yuzhu ignored her address and took the lunch box and prepared the normal amount of food for her. Qin Huairu looked at the lunch box in the window in disbelief, wondering why this guy didn't know how to back off. Didn't he see that she was giving him a way out?

"Pillar?"

“Three tickets!”

"Zhu Zi, you also know the conditions of our family, these things?"

He Yuzhu threw the spoon away. "What does your family's financial situation have to do with this? Give me the meal ticket and don't delay other people's meals."

The people behind him also urged: "Hurry up, why do you need so much money if you don't have it?"

"That's right. I don't have a ticket to exchange. Why are you being so pitiful?"

Qin Huairu had no choice but to pay for the meal ticket with an angry look on her face. This scene was also seen clearly by everyone in the cafeteria. Wang Quezi couldn't help but run to He Yuzhu out of curiosity...