Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

He Yuzhu only has a eldest brother and a third senior brother, and Wang Xiaoer is only the second oldest. The missing number is an eternal pain in Wang Furong's heart.

"Grandpa Wang..." The little girl with long legs and thin body was the first to ride her bike to the door of Wang's house.

"Our eldest granddaughter is here. Come in quickly and let grandpa see her... cough cough... huhu..." Wang Furong also responded to He Yuan in a hoarse voice.

Wang Furong's face was flushed and he looked fine.

My cheeks were drooping a little, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably from time to time.

Although Wang Furong was affectionate to the little girl, his eyes were still glancing behind her.

Although he liked the little girl very much, the person he wanted to see most now was not her.

But his youngest apprentice.

In fact, according to facts, Wang Furong also accepted two apprentices after He Yuzhu left.

But that was after the public-private partnership, and it was collected out of respect for the public manager.

In Wang Furong's heart, he never acknowledged those two people.

People are like this. It's not that the two apprentices are bad. They just work honestly in the kitchen and haven't caused any trouble over the years.

But those two people were not personally examined by Wang Furong, and they did not serve as apprentices for three years or as employees for two years, so Wang Furong always felt that there was a lack of connection.

Wang Furong himself didn't know why he wanted to see He Yuzhu so much now.

Wang Furong is actually quite satisfied with the current state of the Wang family.

The family lineage did not die out in his generation, and the waiter lived a good life.

Although it is not as good as the best, it is quite wealthy compared to the worst.

The family’s annual expenses actually consumed his pension, and Xiao Er and Qin Jingru could save all the money they earned.

Xiao Er is honest and Qin Jingru is stingy. Although the couple will never achieve great success in their lives, they are unlikely to get into any trouble either.

With several disciples guarding by the side, two generations have no worries.

Are you not satisfied with this? What else do you want?

He Yuzhu carried the fourth child in his arms and a snakeskin bag and walked into the Wang family yard.

Seeing Wang Furong standing at the door, He Yuzhu hurried forward, ignoring the snow and mud on the ground, he knelt on the ground holding the child and said with a smile: "Master, I asked you to come out to greet me.

You are shortening my life! Your disciple greets you!
I wish you good luck and a long life..."

He Yuzhu's nonsense made the old man very happy, and his eyes were narrowed with smiles.

Wang Furong patted He Yuzhu's shoulder lightly, gave him a slight push, and said with a smile: "The older you get, the more out of tune you become!
Now he's talking nonsense.

Not as obedient as Yuanyuan!"

He Yuzhu stood up and said with a smile: "Master, am I still not obedient?
I haven’t had a fight in years.”

Wang Furong laughed even harder. He didn't know why. Although He Yuzhu was talking to him seriously about these things, he felt that this little disciple was teasing him.

It's hard not to laugh.

He Yuzhu held the fourth child in one hand and supported Wang Furong with the other as they walked into the house. Wang Furong gently pushed He Yuzhu and stepped aside two or three steps. He put his hand over his mouth and coughed two or three times before saying, "Keep the child away from me. I've been coughing non-stop these past few days. Don't pass it on to the child."

He Yuzhu felt a little sad after all, watching Wang Furong moving step by step with an unsteady gait, which was obviously a sign of aging. Thinking of how his master was so energetic in the past, he always felt that time was unforgiving.

The host and the guest sat down, Wang Furong pushed the cigarettes on the table and said to He Yuzhu: "If you want to smoke, take it yourself, but this thing is not a good thing, smoke less.

Doctor Xiao said that my throat problem is related to smoking too much.

Damn it, I couldn’t afford to smoke when I was young, and now that you little brats are filial to me, I can’t smoke anymore.

Damn it."

Wang Furong now speaks very casually. This old man is almost seventy years old. It is time for him to do whatever he wants.

He Yuzhu waved his hands and said with a smile: "Master, each generation is stronger than the previous one, I can brag about this disciple in front of you.

If I want to smoke, someone can bring me a cart of it.”

"Ahem... Heh... little monkey, no matter what you say, you can't do that. You are enjoying the blessing of this era.

Let me tell you something that may not please you. Before liberation, no matter how capable you were, you would be a hero without a place to use your skills.

So when it is time to be humble, you should still be humble.

Don't think that you are so capable that you can be a superior person wherever you go.

Zhuzi, there is no such good thing."

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at He Yuzhu, just to see if his disciple would show impatient expression after hearing what he said.

But He Yuzhu never thought he was anything special. In fact, he thought of himself as a mediocre person.

If he hadn't been reborn, even if he could understand who was good and who was bad when he was a teenager in his previous life, he would still be a cook today.

So after listening to Wang Furong's words, He Yuzhu nodded affirmatively and replied sincerely: "Master, you still see things clearly.

To be honest, sometimes I get so carried away that I don’t even know my own weight.

If there hadn't been a car accident at the intersection today, I would have driven over here.

Later, Liu Ting said that it would be better to ride a bike here.

"..."

What He Yuzhui said was really a coincidence today.

When he went out to buy breakfast in the morning, he saw the car hit someone.

This is nothing, just like the snow was not cleared cleanly in the morning, the car could not brake, and it was normal to hit people.

Cars drive slowly these days, so the collisions won’t be that serious.

At most, if you bump into something, you should pay the compensation and go to the hospital without delay.

But today, the driver of the small car, I don’t know if he was still drunk or was used to acting like a big boss, but he started to fight with the people he bumped into.

The logic is that the car is correct, but the pedestrian was driving in the wrong direction.

But the car driver spoke too harshly, so he was pulled out and beaten by the onlookers. There was also an enthusiastic spectator who found the unit where the car belonged directly based on the car.

It is said that a phone call was made to that unit.

If things were to develop as they were, no matter how awesome the car driver was, he would be in trouble.

This is the power of ordinary people these days.

As long as you are right, you are not afraid of anyone.

When He Yuzhu told Liu Ting about this when he got home, she told him not to use the car unless it was for official business.

This is also the reason why He Yuzhu and his daughter rode their bicycles to Wang's house.

Nowadays, no matter how high-ranking a leader is, if he dares to yell at the people and arouse public anger, he will suffer the consequences.

"Zhu Zi, you married a good wife, and she gave birth to several good children for you." Wang Furong said with emotion.

"Master, do you have anything to tell me?" He Yuzhu saw that Wang Furong was rather excited today and was always sad about the passing of time, so he couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Wang Furong waved his hand, narrowed his eyes and said: "Do good things and follow the right path. I have nothing else to tell you." (End of this chapter)