Chapter 12 He Yuzhu Doesn't Want to Accept a Disciple

"Time flies so fast, it's time for the plot to begin."

He Yuzhu held his youngest son He Yong in one hand and a rattle bought from the store in the other.

Little He Yong grabbed the rattle and shook it, and the rattle made a "dong dong dong" sound.

The eldest son He Xiao was looking at the toy in his younger brother's hand with envy.

He Yuzhu also bought a gift for his eldest son, but it was a comic book.

He Xiao is three years old and is in kindergarten. When he saw his classmates had comic books, he went home and clamored for one himself.

He Yuzhu also bought him a copy this time.

For children, no matter how good their toys are, they are not as good as others.

He Xiao held the comic book in one hand and looked at his younger brother who was held by his father with the other.

"Son, why aren't you reading your comic strip?"

He Yuzhu teased his younger son for a while, and finally remembered his older son. He looked down at He Xiao who was standing next to him, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you know how to read? Can't you understand?"

"No," He Xiao denied hastily. He was afraid that if he said "yes", his father would not buy anything for him anymore.

The child is only three years old, but he is very smart.

"Then what's wrong with you?"

He Yuzhu was a little curious. His eldest son was usually very naughty, but he was a little quiet today.

He Xiao reached out and touched his lips, and found an excuse for himself: "Dad, I'm hungry, can you give me some pancakes tonight?"

He's baked biscuits basically refer to grilled meat biscuits.

He Yuzhu doesn't allow anyone to say the word "erotic" for fear that outsiders would know and become jealous.

He Xiao had his hands hit many times for saying the wrong things, and now he understands the ways of the world very well.

"Okay, let's have scones tonight."

He Yuzhu was naturally happy to fulfill his son's small wish.

After a while, Lou Xiao'e came back from the backyard and heard her eldest son wanted to eat pancakes. She couldn't help but smile: "Zhu Zi, I want to eat some too. I want two. No, I want three."

"Okay, I'll make a few more and give two to the uncle's family."

Three years of famine passed.

However, the country's grain reserves are still insufficient, and people's lives are still tight.

Of course, the He family has no shortage of food.

But if you want to make delicious food, you must close the door.

He Yuzhu carried his younger son back to the house to cook, while Lou Xiao'e took his older son and sat at the door to keep watch.

Half an hour later, He Yuzhu asked his eldest son to look after his younger brother while he went to deliver dinner to the old lady in the backyard.

The old lady was in good health, she was almost eighty years old, but she was still able to poke at the glass with her cane, her hand was still steady.

He Yuzhu chatted with the old lady for a while and then went home.

He Yushui was admitted to university last year, where he studied Traditional Chinese Medicine. Since he had learned martial arts since he was a child, he understood the knowledge of Traditional Chinese Medicine very quickly.

He is only a sophomore this year, but a teacher has already asked He Yushui to do an internship.

This is also a good thing.

He Yuzhu was very happy.

After eating at home and washing the pots and pans, I opened the door again, moved a stool and sat at the door to rest.

He Xiao was a person who couldn't sit still. He rode his little wooden cart around Lou Xiao'e, making little He Yong scream with delight.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e didn't dare to coax little He Yong to sleep.

If Xiao Heyong fell asleep now, he would definitely wet the bed in the middle of the night.

He Yuzhu looked at the happy family and glanced to the left inadvertently.

A small black shadow just jumped out from the Jia family, it must be Banggeng.

He Yuzhu originally thought that if Shazhu hadn't spoiled Banggeng, the child's values ​​would not have been distorted.

Facts have proved that Banggeng's three views were basically corrupted by his grandmother, Jia Zhang.

Banggeng is only in the fourth grade, but he has already become a bully in school, taking advantage of his strength to bully the weak and snatching snacks from many younger students.

The neighbors in Nanguluo Lane came to complain to their parents when their children were bullied, but the Jia family did not care at all and even secretly encouraged them.

He Yuzhu never said much about the Jia family's educational problems.

Anyway, the other families in the yard were secretly waiting to see the joke, waiting for the day when the police car would come and take Banggeng away.

It's not that the people in the courtyard are too bad, but that Jia Zhang has a bad mouth and is always swearing, which has offended all the neighbors.

Even someone as good-tempered as Lou Xiao'e was scolded to tears by Jia Zhang twice.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu could only run to the Jia family, slap Jia Zhang twice, and then tell Qin Huairu to control her mother-in-law.

If Jia Zhang provokes the He family again, He Yuzhu doesn't mind driving the Jia family to the countryside.

This is not something I say casually.

Qin Huairu did not have a good reputation in the factory because she was beautiful and liked to hang out with men. Among the families of the steel mill workers, she was considered a vixen in the eyes of the female colleagues.

Because there was no Sha Zhu to help, Qin Huairu's behavior of flirting with other men could not be justified at all.

Moreover, many families in the courtyard had workers from the steel rolling mill. Qin Huairu's reputation in the factory was ruined, and the entire Jia family was looked down upon by their neighbors.

In the eyes of everyone in the courtyard, Qin Huairu was no different from the woman with the half-open door before.

No one likes talking to the Jia family.

Too much nonsense.

Banggeng just sneaked out, he definitely didn't plan to do anything good.

He Yuzhu was also a little tired. Being neighbors with people like the Jia family, he had to be on guard all day long, fearing that if he was not careful one day, his house would be robbed.

If the times allowed, He Yuzhu really wanted to move out of the courtyard house.

Seeing that every household began to turn off the lights and rest, He Yuzhu also moved his stool back to the house. In the house, his eldest son He Xiao got tired from playing and finally fell asleep.

The youngest son He Yong was lying in Lou Xiaoe's arms, drooling, and had been sleeping for quite a while.

"Is my son asleep?"

He Yuzhu locked the door, took off his clothes and went to bed.

But Lou Xiaoe glared at him and said, "Go wash up."

"I didn't say I wouldn't wash it."

He Yuzhu laughed, fetched a basin of water, washed himself, and climbed back into bed.

Lou Xiao'e has already put her youngest son aside.

The next day, He Yuzhu was awakened by the crying of little He Yong.

The boy woke up early in the morning and wanted to eat breakfast, but he couldn't get any.

Lou Xiao'e quickly stuffed her little son into the man's arms and got out of bed to prepare the milk powder.

After coaxing little He Yong back to sleep, I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and it was only five o'clock.

At this time, the two of them can still take a nap.

A few more days passed.

He Yuzhu cooked a few dishes in the cafeteria, but when he knew there would be no treat in the afternoon, he took his lunch box and went home.

He returned to the courtyard with a lunch box and greeted the third uncle at the door. In the middle courtyard, an aunt and an old lady were taking little He Yong out to play.

Lou Xiao'e went to pick up He Xiao and hasn't come back yet.

He Yuzhu greeted the aunt and the old lady, kissed his son, and went to make lunch.

Originally, the aunt said that she could cook for several people, so He Yuzhu wouldn't have to run back and forth at noon.

However, He Yuzhu did not respond to her. The food cooked by the aunt could only be described as home-cooked meals.

This woman, Lou Xiao'e, has become very picky because of men.

If the food doesn’t suit your taste, just eat less and your plump figure will change in a day or two.

Lou Xiao'e's body is so strange. Every time she tries to lose weight, the parts that should be lost don't, and the parts that shouldn't be lost always get thinner quickly.

He Yuzhu was also very distressed as to why Lou Xiao'e always lost weight in places where she shouldn't.

For the sake of his own happy life, He Yuzhu could only try his best to help Lou Xiaoe maintain her figure.

After the family had lunch at noon, He Yuzhu took a nap with his wife and children.

At around one o'clock, Lou Xiao'e sent He Xiao to kindergarten, and He Yuzhu also got up and went to work in the factory.

If there was no hospitality in the factory, He Yuzhu would stay in the cafeteria until three or four in the afternoon and then basically go home.

Unfortunately today, He Yuzhu's wish to leave work early was dashed.

As soon as I arrived at the cafeteria, the cafeteria director Ma Guangyong came over and said, "Master He, a leader is coming to inspect today. Please prepare the reception dinner at five o'clock."

"Where are the ingredients?"

He Yuzhu walked around but didn't see any chicken, duck, fish or meat.

"I've asked Mahua and Fatty to go to the back and get them," Ma Guangyong said, and he explained the origins of the customers: "Master He, some of these customers can't eat spicy food, but they still like Sichuan cuisine. Please think of a way to make some non-spicy Sichuan dishes."

"It's okay, it's just non-spicy Sichuan food."

He Yuzhu really didn't take this matter seriously. Seeing that Ma Guangyong didn't leave, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Director, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Ma Guangyong said a little embarrassedly: "Master He, it's like this, you see Mahua and Fatty have been with you for two years, do you have time to accept them as your apprentices?"

Mahua is Ma Hua, the one who is loyal to Sha Zhu in the TV series.

The fat guy, named Zhang Xiaobei, was the one who betrayed Sha Zhu.

It would be fine if he just accepted the fried dough twist. This kid is quiet and is a good apprentice who knows how to repay his gratitude.

Are you fat?
Forget it.

In the TV series, He Yuzhu took him to Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng's restaurant to earn extra money, but this guy ended up betraying He Yuzhu.

By accepting such a rebellious person as his apprentice, is He Yuzhu afraid that he won't die fast enough?
He Yuzhu lowered his eyebrows and eyes, not looking at Ma Guangyong. After a long while, seeing that he still did not leave, he slowly said:

"Director, what era is this? Why is it still popular to learn from a master? Mahua and Fatty are apprentices at the steel mill. They need to learn and improve themselves. As the head chef, I will definitely give them guidance. But if you say you want to be my apprentice, forget it. If it gets out, people will say that I have a low level of ideological awareness and bring shame to our steel mill."

Ma Guangyong thought that he had a lot of face and that He Yuzhu would agree as long as he started to persuade him.

Ma Guangyong didn't expect He Yuzhu to speak in an official tone to him, and he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Ma Guangyong was almost sixty years old at this time and would retire in two years. He wanted to make more money before retirement.

Yesterday he accepted a red envelope of 100 yuan from the fat man and promised to help him find someone to be He Yuzhu's apprentice.

At this moment, Ma Guangyong frowned, as if unwilling to accept it, and said earnestly:

"How about this, Master He, let's both take a step back and you teach one person. I see that Fatty respects you very much, why don't you let him become your disciple?"

"Alas," He Yuzhu sneered in his heart, but with a helpless look on his face, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said leisurely: "Director Ma, you are right, let's take a step back, I won't accept a single apprentice, but if these two are willing to follow me and learn, I won't stop them, how about that?"

Teach the apprentice and starve the master to death.

In the craftsman's profession, this sentence is regarded as a classic.

Although He Yuzhu came from later generations, he also believed it firmly.

So, if you want to teach your apprentices yourself, that’s no problem.

It’s not too late to wait until you no longer rely on this skill to make a living.

Seeing that He Yuzhu refused to budge, Ma Guangyong was so angry that he was shaking, and lamented in his heart that the hundred-yuan red envelope from the fat apprentice was going to be wasted.

He Yuzhu didn't know that Ma Guangyong had taken money again. If he knew, he would definitely ignore him.

Not long after Ma Guangyong left, Mahua and Fatty came back with the ingredients.

He Yuzhu then put down the teacup and began to prepare the ingredients.

Finish your work early and leave work early.

(End of this chapter)