The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"What's the name of the new cook in the third canteen? It's Nan Yi. Oh, this surname is quite rare, you know~!

Once the chatterbox aunties start chatting, all other matters will be put aside because they are all experienced people anyway.

Even if Director Guo passed by here, he had to pretend not to see it. As long as the task volume for the day could be completed, he would not dare to care about them.

Otherwise, the next day, I would become the protagonist of their gossips.

If a dog walked over and looked at them, it would be slapped twice before it could run away.

"I know, how could I not know? After that idiot Zhu from the third canteen left, it seems like he's the one in charge of the kitchen. The dishes he cooks are pretty good. But, I've also heard that, tsk tsk, this guy, ouch~!"

He covered his mouth with the back of his hand, seeming to be speaking quietly, but the background noise in the workshop was so loud that if he wanted to hear clearly, he had to shout at the top of his voice, which was still quite loud.

It seems that Sister Pang Da has also heard some news, Nan Yi.

Qin Huairu also had an impression of that thin cook. It was the nearby No. 3 canteen. Even though Sha Zhu was no longer the chef, she still went there often because it was close. Several times, she even lined up at the window where he was responsible for serving food, and they met several times.

When they met for the first time, she remembered that he seemed to be the chef who was responsible for preparing the banquet at Li Feng's wedding. At that time, no one knew where the Li family found him from. His braised pork was so delicious that the whole yard was filled with fragrance.

Not to mention, the quality of the big pot dishes did not deteriorate just because the chef was changed, which proved that Nan Yi’s cooking skills were still good.

The thin, seemingly gentle cook didn't say much when serving the dishes. It was not known whether he was unfamiliar with him or what, but Qin Huairu didn't say a few words to him at all.

If the elder sisters and aunts hadn’t mentioned it today, Qin Huairu would have somewhat ignored this cook.

Qin Huairu, who originally didn't want to get involved, hesitated for a moment and finally didn't return to her workstation. If it was someone else she didn't know, she wouldn't have planned to listen.

Since it involves Nan Yi, she thinks she should still listen, just in case it is useful~!

A few gossipy aunts and sisters did not stop gossiping because of Qin Huairu's arrival. They were all lesbians and were much less wary than gay men. After a quick glance, they continued chatting.

"Have you heard that his old lover came to our factory to look for him? It seems that our Deputy Director Li brought her there specially and put her in the kitchen to look at him. What do you think? What do you think? Don't judge a person by his appearance~!"

At this point, several people who were watching the show suddenly had gossip in their eyes, and they were so excited that they were boiling with gossip. They were talking about old lovers, cheating, and catching someone in bed, as long as these sensitive words were involved.

In a blink of an eye, they can transform from fitters into wild civets in the melon field, jumping up and down, for fear that their hands will shake and they will not be able to eat the fresh and hot melons.

The news that spreads the fastest in the factory is probably the news about chaotic private lives. Women, when they get together, the content of their conversations is like a mango: once you peel off the skin, it's all yellow inside.

Qin Huairu's curiosity was also aroused, mainly because how did Li Feng get involved?

That’s right, Nan Yi used to be the wedding chef for Li Feng, so it’s not surprising that they know each other. Maybe he was the one who transferred the person here.

With this analysis in mind, Qin Huairu leaned against the workbench as if nothing had happened, looking at the spare parts on it, as if she was learning the next step of processing technology, but her ears were perked up.

"Tsk, Pang Xia, what nonsense are you talking about? What old lover? You're saying it in such a harsh way. The security department said that he was his former colleague, and it seems he was a welder at the North City Machine Repair Factory~!"

The other sister Cen, who had been listening with her hands folded on her chest without saying a word, subconsciously curled her lips. Perhaps she was a little disdainful of Pang Xia's news, so she told what she knew.

"That's right, I told you, the relationship between the two is not simple. I heard the news from their kitchen that they heard that our factory was going to build family housing, so they came to Nan Yi specifically to raise money to buy the house~!"

Sister Xia, the middle-aged female worker who started the conversation, when she spoke of this, she immediately made faces and made an exaggerated expression, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Pooling money together to buy a house, are you still colleagues? Who of you two is serious? It costs more than 400 yuan to buy a family house. These two colleagues are not going to sleep in the same bed, are they?"

The audience who was watching the show nearby slapped their palms with the back of their hands. It was crooked. The building started to crooked where she was.

When the other female workers nearby heard her yelling, they immediately smiled mischievously and started making fun of her.

"What's the matter, sister Xia? Others are not in a hurry, so why are you in a hurry? Nan Yi's fragile body can't stand your big butt. If he wants to drill, you can't get in line~!"

"Go away, go away. You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. If my old Liu hears this, he will kill you!"

Teasing, teasing, and playing pranks are the same old job every day when they open their eyes. The female workers are used to playing tricks on each other. Even if they are told dirty jokes, they don't blush or gasp. Their reactions are completely different from those of the little girls.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, your husband Liu can't even feed you, and he's still young to me. We've been married, and my family has two beds. I mean, with your big ass, it's a pity not to have another one~!"

Qin Huairu was speechless. She knew that the elderly could speak without restraint, but she was still here after all. You guys couldn't understand your difficulties. Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more meaningless, Qin Huairu gathered her words and thought of a way to guide the question back to Nan Yi, do you have so much money?
"No, sisters, I just work hard every day, and I don't have as much information as you do. Can people from other factories buy our family housing?"

The women who had been fooling around and built the building crookedly just now suddenly came to their senses and turned their attention back to this matter.

"That won't do. Why should we let outsiders buy our factory's houses? Family housing, family housing, can only be in our factory. Even if the meat is rotten, it can only rot in the pot~!"

Upon hearing this, some female workers became unhappy. They said it was okay for factory workers to buy houses with their own money, but it was not acceptable for outsiders to buy family houses.

"You are so fierce. If they are married, they are considered a family. Otherwise, Xiaoxia said earlier that they are old lovers~!"

Faced with the two people who were unable to come to terms with the situation, another female worker immediately interrupted and made the matter clear.

At this point, Qin Huairu's desire to listen to the excitement suddenly faded. It was true that if the two of them really wanted to get married and pool money to buy a house, who would care whether the woman worked in their factory or not? As long as Nan Yi worked in the steel mill now, that would be enough.

Qin Huairu put down the spare parts in her hand and didn't plan to listen any further. The fact that they could find the factory proved that the two people must be related.

In this regard, Qin Huairu is still quite principled. As a widow, she has no say in the marriage of young men and women. No matter how much money they have, it has nothing to do with her.

As a result, Qin Huairu stopped the moment she turned around. The reason was that Pang Xia, who had planted a spy in the kitchen of the third canteen, revealed another shocking news.

"But, I heard that the woman is a widow with a child. Tsk tsk, Nan Yi is an unmarried young man~!"

Pang Xia licked her lips, perhaps hesitating whether to disclose the news. Seeing that everyone wanted to leave, she gritted her teeth and, despite the risk of offending Master Nan, decided to quietly tell the most explosive news.

"what?"

"Sister Xia, that's impossible, right?"

"real or fake?"

Several people who were originally preparing to leave suddenly gathered together again, each with a look of surprise on their face, some dumbfounded.

Similar to Qin Huairu's feeling, Nan Yi worked in the third canteen. He cooked meticulously and distributed the food evenly, so he didn't leave a bad impression on people. How could a grown man, so young, get so carried away that he got involved with a widow?

"Really, it's true. The woman said that the children wanted to eat the food she cooked. Listen, listen, there must be more than one child~!"

In order to verify the authenticity of her information, Pang Xia even described the details.

"Oh, there are Sha Zhu and Liu Lan in front, and Nan Yi and this widow in the back. The atmosphere in the Third Canteen is so bad, I can't say it~!"

"Who said it wasn't~!"

"Nan Yi looks clean and well-dressed, and he looks cultured. Why is he so depressed?"

Several middle-aged women sighed to the sky, feeling that the world was terrible. Why didn't young men love girls, but instead fell in love with widows?

Only Qin Huairu's face changed. She felt that they were slandering her, but she could not find any evidence.

"You don't understand, right? The security department said that the woman is a level 5 welder, 30 years old, three years older than Nan Yi, but she has a high salary and wears very fashionable clothes~!"

Sister Cen, who had some connections in the Security Department, finally revealed the most important news at this time and shook her head with emotion.

"Oh, 30 years old, a level 5 welder, this month's salary should be at least 50 or 60 yuan. At this age and with this salary, I can dress more fashionably than her~!"

Pang Xia also sighed. The female workers themselves knew that to reach this level at this age would be like climbing to heaven, so they still had something in their hands.

"Nan Yi's salary is not low either. He is a Level 7 cook squad leader. With the subsidy, his salary is 43.5 yuan. If he can be promoted to Level 6 by the end of the year, his salary will be 50 yuan~!"

Qin Huairu felt even more uncomfortable after hearing the following words. She originally felt that if Nan Yi really wanted to find a widow, she...

Now when I heard that the woman was a level five welder, just two levels away from catching up with Liu Haizhong, I just felt the pressure coming towards me, like the feeling of facing a mountain and having to look up.

Qin Huairu looked back in the direction of the third canteen, as if she could see through the walls and saw Nan Yi who was busy working. The seventh-level chef, forty-three dollars and fifty cents, kept echoing in her mind.

Near noon, Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and took out the lunch box from the cabinet... (End of this chapter)