Siheyuan: My wife is Wen Li

Chapter 2 This is the best way

He Yuzhu got up in a hurry, and then opened two noodle jars at home, one for white noodles and the other for stick noodles.

In this era, pasta is the main food in the north, and almost all people eat steamed buns. He Yuzhu looked inside and saw that there were almost fifty kilograms of white noodles and the stick noodles were almost full.

He Daqing was very well prepared. In addition, the family had cabbages, potatoes, radishes, etc. stored for winter, and some meat in the cellar.

It seems that He Daqing had already prepared everything before, but the original owner didn't find any problems at all, thinking that he was preparing for the new year in the future!
I reached out and grabbed a handful of cornmeal and grinded it, and found that there were many coarse particles in it, which were completely incomparable with those of later generations.

He Yuzhu inherited the cooking skills, so cooking is not difficult for him, but this stick noodle is really not very delicious!
But these things gave He Yuzhu another question!
He Daqing left premeditatedly. These preparations are reasonable and reasonable. How could the Si Zhu brothers and sisters in the play have such a difficult time?

It seems that it is right not to go to Baocheng this time!

He found a dustpan from home, took out some cornmeal and sifted it through the dustpan to sift out the coarse particles, and then threw it directly into the breeding space.

Then he took out some flour and prepared to make Erjaw noodles, which can also be regarded as multi-grain noodles.

He Yushui still cries when she wakes up, she can't give her steamed buns, the noodles with hot soup are the best.

After making the dough, I covered myself with a cloth and woke up, opened the door and went out to the cellar.

He woke up too early, when it was still dark outside, and the days in winter were short.

I took a piece of pork from the cellar, only two taels, it must be enough to make shredded pork noodles, and then I took a piece of cabbage.

The kitchen is outside, with a large stove on top.

After rolling out the noodles, do not add water after brushing the pot, cut some onion, ginger and garlic and prepare to sauté in oil, then fry the shredded pork, then add water, and finally put shredded cabbage with soy sauce for coloring and freshness!
After some operations, seeing that the noodles were almost ready, He Yuzhu got up and knocked on He Yuzhu's door.

Little girl, having her own room at such a young age is already better than the children in the entire yard.

"Bang bang..." Knocked on the door, and soon the door opened. He Yushui obviously woke up early, with tears on his face, it was him crying in the room!
"Brother, I want daddy..." The little girl hugged He Yuzhu and cried, with snot directly staining her apron.

"Okay, you're just a big girl, you'll look ugly if you keep crying!" He Yuzhu knelt down and wiped He Yuzhu's tears with his hands, "Go and wash your face, the shredded pork noodles I made for you will be ready soon. "

"Gulu..." As soon as he talked about eating, He Yuyu's stomach began to growl. He fell asleep from crying yesterday and didn't eat.

I woke up hungry in the morning and cried in bed. Now when I heard the pork noodles, my stomach started to growl loudly.

"Are you hungry?" He Yuzhu chuckled, "I have hot water in the house, just wash your face and eat!"

"Oh!" He Yuyu sniffed and was held by He Yuzhu's hand.

Arriving at He Yuzhu's room, He Yuzhu directly poured the water from the thermos bottle into the basin, "Here, wash your face!"

The water was not hot, it was warm. He Yuzhu washed his face, and He Yuzhu asked him to wait. Then he took two large bowls out and soon brought in a bowl of hot shredded pork noodles.

Place it in front of He Yuyu, bring her chopsticks, "Eat while it's hot..."

He Yushui was really hungry, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat, and He Yuzhu turned around and went out to fill himself a bowl.

While the siblings were munching on noodles, each family started to get up one after another. Yi Zhonghai put on a cotton coat and walked out, but he was still thinking about it.

But as soon as he came out, he saw the He family's stove, "Are you up?"

He muttered something and walked directly towards the main room in the middle courtyard, "Pillars, are they up?"

"Master?" He Yuzhu opened the door and lifted the curtain, "Are you up too? Come in and talk!"

"Okay!" Yi Zhonghai came in and saw He Yuzhu was there. The brother and sister gave each of them a large bowl of noodles. This must have been made by He Yuzhu!

He was delighted, "Zhuzi, you got up so early?"

"What if you go to Baocheng to find your father?"

"No!" He Yuzhu shook his head.

As soon as He Yuyu heard that his brother said he would not go to his father, he immediately curled up his lips and started to burst into tears, "Brother, I want my father..."

"Okay, why are you crying?" He Yuzhu said: "Since he has left, he will not come back, otherwise there is no need to leave."

"I was angry yesterday, but I thought about it this morning and it's okay. After all, he is not too old and he always needs someone to live with."

"Don't you still have me at home?"

"Yu Yu, don't worry, brother is here!"

He Yuyu was still crying, but not so hysterically. Yi Zhonghai was surprised, "Your father did something wrong in this matter. No matter what, he can't leave you brothers and sisters alone?"

"Wow..." Good guy, it's okay if Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything, but now He Yushui cried even harder.

He Yuzhu's face darkened, "Grandpa, if you can't talk then don't talk, why doesn't my dad care about us?"

"I'm 17 years old, I also work in a rolling mill, and I have two houses at home."

"If my dad marries a widow and comes in, how can the family stay open?"

"This is the best solution. How can I, a young man, not be able to support a younger sister?"

Yi Zhonghai was so choked that he couldn't speak. At this time, his relationship with He Yuzhu could only be regarded as ordinary, just neighbors.

"Okay, I made a mistake. You have the final say on your family's affairs." Yi Zhonghai turned around and went out, feeling a haze in his heart. After all, He Yuzhu didn't blame He Daqing for being his biological father and son.

Last night, Yi Zhonghai drank with He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu's anger seemed to burn him to death. Why did it change overnight?

He had made a plan and asked the brothers and sisters to go to Baocheng to find He Daqing. In this way, He Yuzhu would delay the grade assessment.

When the time comes back, I have to rely on myself to help him speak well, so that I can continue to work in the rolling mill and start from scratch.

You know, He Daqing was the master chef personally invited by Lou Bancheng to be in charge of the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

He Yuzhu studied art outside and worked in a restaurant with his master. It has been less than half a year since he came to the rolling mill.

Once He Daqing left, if He Yuzhu didn't take part in the assessment and had to start from scratch, how could He Yuzhu with his temper be able to bear it?
When the time comes, I will be able to slowly control him, but things have changed now.

(End of this chapter)