Siheyuan: I'm a fool, I'm not a dog licker!

Aunt Jia is scared.

She knew that if she was really sent to the street office, she would not know what happened to her for the rest of her life.

"I, I'm not."

Aunt Jia shrank her body and answered in a low voice.

"Then I don't understand. Aunt Jia, since you are not a loser, how do you know that Rainwater is a loser?"

He Yuzhu stared at Jia Zhang with a look that seemed to be cannibalistic.

Qin Huairu was about to plead for her mother-in-law, but was stopped by the uncle's look.

The uncle finally understood that Jia Zhang must bow her head today, otherwise this matter will not be finished today.

"Sister-in-law, we all live in the same courtyard. It's not shameful to admit your child's mistake."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, opened his mouth at the right time to set up a platform for the Jia Zhang family. Otherwise, the people's teachers were highly enlightened.

"I, I said something wrong. Yuyu is a good child, she is not a loser."

Adhering to the truth that "a good man never suffers immediate losses", Jia Zhang quickly admitted his mistake.

Although it was a bit embarrassing for her as an elder to admit her mistake to a junior like He Yuzhu, it was still better than sending her to the street office.

"Well, I like what Aunt Jia said. I don't know if you are a loser, but Yuyu is my precious sister."

He Yuzhu nodded solemnly, and before Jia Zhang could speak, he continued with the second question:

"You just said that I, He Yuzhu, am an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. Why don't I remember that your old Jia family gave Yu Yu and me a meal?

On the contrary, after Brother Dongxu died, the first uncle told me that it was not easy for Sister Qin to be a widow with a mother-in-law and three children, so he asked me to help your family more.

So, in the past year, I have sent all my lunch boxes to your home. As for the money Sister Qin and I borrowed, it was as much as eighty if not a hundred.

But what did I get in exchange?

Feeding unfamiliar white-eyed wolves?

Yes, Aunt Jia is the only one in this yard who has the best health and looks the best, but you are the only one who doesn’t know how to feed her well!”

He Yuzhu's words were no less than a slap in the face of Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu.

Of course, even the elders had some residual power.

The old man felt that his eyelids were beating "thumping" and his breath was pressing against his chest, unable to come up or go down. He was about to explode.

Qin Huairu was so angry that she wanted to dig a crack in the ground and crawl in. She really didn't expect that He Yuzhu would touch her face in front of so many people in the courtyard.

He Yuzhu had times when he was confused in the past, but as long as he said a few pleasant words and smoothed out a few words, the matter would be over.

But these few times...

"Okay, I've finished asking all the questions. I'm really tired from working all day, so I won't accompany you all."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he waved his hand and turned around to enter the house.

"Let me tell you, although Silu Zhu is a bit stupid, he can't leave his own sister alone and help the widow, right?"

"Who says it's not the case? Logically speaking, after He Daqing ran away with the widow, the two brothers and sisters depended on each other for life. What good things should be kept close to the sister!"

"Hey, this uncle is serious. He only earns 99 yuan a month. He has no children and no one to worry about. If he really feels sorry for the Jia family and can't make ends meet, wouldn't he use his own money to supplement it?"

"Let me see, this stupid Zhu is still stupid. I asked you to help Widow Qin, and you really helped Widow Qin?"

"Good guy, a year after brother Dongxu died, Qin Huairu borrowed 100 yuan from Shazhu?

I remember that when Jia Dongxu died, the factory gave him a pension of four to five hundred yuan, and everyone in the hospital donated money to his family.

Coupled with Qin Huairu's monthly salary of 22.5 yuan, their family should not be so poor that they need to borrow money from others, right?"

The onlookers were all whispering to each other and talking a lot.

"Oh, Qin Huairu borrowed five yuan from me last month. This... emotional person is richer than me!"

Old Li in the front yard suddenly thought about Qin Huairu lending him 5 yuan.

"What? She said half a month ago that she couldn't open the pot at home, and she even borrowed three yuan from me."

…

Suddenly, the courtyard exploded, and people looked accusingly at Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang.

Even the two widows, whose cheeks were as thick as the corners of a city wall, couldn't withstand so many "hot" and cannibalistic looks at this moment!

"Okay, okay, everyone should leave."

The old man waved his hands to everyone and took the lead in entering the house.

After Qin Huairu returned to the house, she hugged the quilt and cried non-stop. Jia Zhang also sat by the kang with a gloomy face and said nothing.

Although Bangge didn't know what happened to the adults, he felt like he had gotten into trouble and was hiding in the kitchen right now.

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"Master, what do you think of this matter today?"

After the third aunt entered the house, she poured a glass of water for the third uncle and sat by the kang to collect the soles of his shoes.

"What do you think? Silly Zhu is enlightened. Don't scream stupidly like Silly Zhu again when you see him in the future."

The third uncle watched almost the whole show just now. The first uncle Yi Zhonghai, who is usually highly respected in the courtyard, was suppressed by Silly Zhu throughout the whole show. What could he think?

"Hey, what's your name if you don't call me Silly Zhu?"

The third aunt smiled, quickly cut off the remaining thread on the sole, took a new piece of twine and passed it through the eye of the needle, and continued the previous action.

"Master He, when you meet him from now on, you should call him Master He, or you can call him Zhu Zhu. Don't call him Silly Zhu again."

The third uncle warned him seriously, and the third aunt saw that the old man didn't seem to be joking, so she quickly nodded in agreement.

The next morning, He Yuzhu finished working in the kitchen and was about to take a rest when the workshop director Ma Ming came to the kitchen to see him.

"Hey, Master He, are you done?"

"Hey, isn't this Director Ma? What brought you here today?"

He Yuzhu was a little strange. He didn't know why Ma Ming suddenly came to him. He usually couldn't hit anyone with him.

"Do you have time after get off work today to come to my house for a drink?"

Ma Ming chuckled. A few days ago, his brother had some confidence and said that he would find a job for his eldest nephew, Ma Hua.

He and his wife Wang Lan searched for a few days but couldn't find a suitable one. The main reason was that MCA didn't know many Chinese characters and it was really hard to find a job.

When Wang Lan returned home and mentioned that He Yuzhu went to the subdistrict office to find Director Wang, Ma Ming had an idea: He could send his eldest nephew Ma Hua to the steel rolling mill to be He Yuzhu's apprentice.

You can do this job even if you don't know how to read. Not to mention there is a lot of oil and water in the kitchen. If you can get into the steel rolling mill, you will be more respectable if you pass it back to him, right?

"Hey, Director Ma, we are all from the same factory. If you have any questions, just tell me. I will help you if you can."

He Yuzhu didn't know what medicine Ma Ming was selling in his gourd, so he wouldn't go to Ma Ming's house easily.

"Okay, sir, you are an open-minded person, so I, Ma Ming, won't hide you."

Ma Ming smiled and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and explained his purpose in a few words.

"Hey, what happened to me at that time? Bring me over tomorrow when I'm free. I'll see if there's no big problem."

He Yuzhu agreed immediately. Ma Hua is a good apprentice. Although his cooking qualifications are average, he is absolutely sincere.