Courtyard House: My Hidden Wheat Seeds Caused a National Sensation

"But I've heard that you're not only a successor of the Tan family cuisine,

Did you once run a steamed bun stall?

"Comrade, I am indeed a farmer."

Upon hearing this, He Daqing felt a slight sense of relief.

It seems the other party did not touch his true secret.

He still has room to maneuver.

"Our ancestors had no land and worked as laborers for generations."

He spoke earnestly.

"Later, I worked as a handyman in the kitchen of Tan Family Restaurant. Over time, I became familiar with the head chef and gradually learned some skills."

"As for selling steamed buns... that was during the chaotic years of war. When there was no other way to make a living and families couldn't afford to eat, we had no choice but to set up a stall to earn a living."

"This is the experience of a true farmer."

The police officer listened and nodded slightly.

If the truth is what the Qing Dynasty said...

His status as an employee can be established.

The term "laborer" refers to those who have almost no land or means of production and rely mainly on selling their labor for a living.

For example, long-term and short-term laborers in the old days.

He Daqing works as a helper in a restaurant, which fits this category.

Mobile stalls, without fixed premises.

This also aligns with the concept of "minimal production tools".

This characteristic.

therefore,

Judging from the surface materials, He Daqing's composition is flawless.

When did you and Bai Hehua register your marriage?

"The formalities were completed on the day of our arrival in Baocheng. You can verify this."

"it is good."

The police officer closed his notebook.

"At present, your history does not seem to have any major problems."

He paused slightly, then looked up at He Daqing.

"However, your son has followed your example and made quite a few mistakes in his conduct."

"If a child is not taught, it is the father's fault."

Of course, this is your family matter, and the organization shouldn't interfere too much.

He shook his head and pushed the transcript in front of He Daqing.

"Come on, sign to confirm."

"We may need your cooperation in the investigation soon, so please make sure to keep us in touch."

"Rest assured, we're ready to cooperate at any time and respond immediately!"

He Daqing signed his name decisively and walked out of the police station alone.

Once on the street, he let out a deep breath.

"That was close..."

He raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

"They couldn't find those old stories."

If it's discovered, this ingredient issue can no longer be hidden.

"The identity and experiences that Lao Yi arranged for me back then were truly meticulous... You have to admire him."

He straightened his clothes and started walking back.

There's still a bunch of trouble waiting for him to settle in the tenement.

"That brat, what a troublesome idiot..."

He muttered a curse under his breath, and his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

The next morning.

The atmosphere in the conference room of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was somber.

The factory leaders gathered together, and the meeting had only one topic:

Regarding He Yuzhu's conduct.

"I'm sure you're all aware of the serious deviations in Comrade He Yuzhu's lifestyle."

Deputy Factory Director Li looked serious as he surveyed the crowd.

"The chaotic relationships between men and women have an extremely negative impact."

This matter must be dealt with seriously.

"Just fire him!"

Deputy Factory Director Li was thinking to himself, who doesn't know that He Yuzhu and Li Jianye have never gotten along? Now is the perfect opportunity to curry favor with him.

If they could take this opportunity to kick He Yuzhu out of the factory, they would probably be able to get a good look from Li Jianye.

"I think it would be more appropriate to first issue a factory-wide reprimand and record a major demerit, and then transfer him to work in the boiler room."

At this moment, Factory Director Yang spoke up.

"It's true that He Yuzhu's conduct is problematic, but he was aiming to start a family."

Besides, he has a younger sister who is not yet an adult and depends on him for support.

If they really get fired, how will the brother and sister survive? Isn't this pushing them to the brink? We should always consider human feelings when we do things.

Upon hearing this, the leaders present were all taken aback.

Everyone knew about the past grievances between He Yuzhu and Li Jianye. Dealing with He Yuzhu was a simple way to show goodwill to Li Jianye.

I thought Director Yang would go along with it, but to my surprise, he stepped in and saved the man.

In this way, Director Yang is likely to offend Li Jianye.

"Ha, I really didn't expect him to pull this stunt."

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Deputy Factory Director Li's lips.

Although he couldn't figure out what Director Yang was up to, that didn't stop him from adding fuel to the fire.

"Since that's the case, I might as well take a tougher stance and insist on firing He Yuzhu, and finally 'reluctantly' give in."

When word gets to Li Jianye, it will naturally become that Director Yang is protecting his own and obstructing things, while I'm accused of trying my best but failing—won't that make me the good guy?

The subsequent meeting of factory leaders ended hastily in a subtle and oppressive atmosphere.

Not long after, a loudspeaker broadcasted over the factory area:

"Attention all staff! Attention all staff! Comrade He Yuzhu, an eighth-level cook in this factory, has been criticized for his ideological deviations and problematic lifestyle, and has been given a major demerit."

Effective immediately, Comrade He Yuzhu has been transferred to the boiler workshop for labor reform. It is hoped that he will deeply reflect on his mistakes and correct them as soon as possible.

All comrades should take this as a warning, correct their thinking, and strictly abide by discipline!

The broadcast echoed in every corner of the factory area.

"You bastard!"

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth as he listened to the disciplinary decision coming from the loudspeaker.

"Li Jianye, it's all your fault! This isn't over! If I ever get the chance, I'll make sure you're dead!"

He was seething with hatred, but he also understood that Li Jianye was currently riding high, and a head-on confrontation would not bring him any advantage.

With nowhere to vent its anger, it turned its fire on another person.

"Jia Dongxu! And you bastard! You made me jump into that cesspool for nothing... I'll remember that feeling for the rest of my life! Just you wait, I'll make you pay tonight!"

A sinister smile flashed across He Yuzhu's face as he devised a ruthless way to deal with Jia Dongxu.

"Master..."

Ever since He Yuzhu attacked the head of the security department with those vile methods, everyone in the cafeteria has had a hard time, and more or less everyone has been implicated.

Privately, everyone harbored some resentment towards He Yuzhu.

His disciple Ma Hua was the only exception.

This child is honest and has always been loyal to his master.

As soon as the broadcast stopped, he hurriedly found He Yuzhu, wanting to offer a few words of comfort.

"Please don't be too..."

"Alright, you don't need to worry about it."

He Yuzhu impatiently interrupted Ma Hua, glaring at him, "You promised to teach me the skills, you can't run away."

"When I get back from the boiler room, I'll teach you the real stuff!"

After saying that, he hastily packed a few personal belongings and strode towards the boiler room without looking back.

"Master! That's not what I meant..."

Ma Hua watched his retreating figure, words stuck in his throat, unable to finish speaking.

Ma Hua opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, He Yuzhu had already lifted the curtain and walked out without looking back.

As soon as the person left, the fat man strolled over to Ma Hua's side and grinned crookedly.

"See? You're just offering your warm face to a cold backside."

You treat him like a mentor, but he treats you like a thief.

He's afraid you'll secretly learn his little tricks, pshaw!

The fat man spat on the ground, his face full of resentment, "I've followed him all these years, and besides ordering me around, he's never shown me any real skills, leaving me to figure things out on my own! Even just tending the boiler is considered a bargain for him!"

"Say less, Fatty. You at least called me Master once."

MCA advised in a low voice.

……

He Yuzhu was naturally unaware of the conversation that took place in the cafeteria after he left.

In his eyes, MCA was nothing more than a handy assistant.

Real skills? Those are meant to be passed down to one's own bloodline; no one else can even dream of getting a piece of them.

He walked on in silence, his mind churning with other worries.

"Once this 'moral issue' label is attached, what decent girl would want to be with me? ... Or maybe I should just find a girl from the countryside? Life in the countryside is tough, but if I can come to the city and have enough to eat, maybe I won't care about these things... Sigh!"

He suddenly remembered his current predicament, slapped his thigh in frustration, and exclaimed, "Forget about being a cook, I've become a boiler operator! It's all that bastard Li Jianye's fault!"

He grumbled and poked at the stove, sending up coal ash that covered his head and face.

As soon as the clock struck midnight, He Yuzhu immediately threw down his shovel and rushed out of the boiler room.

As soon as I reached the main road of the factory area, I heard several strange laughs.

"Hey! Isn't this our factory's 'playboy' Sha Zhu? What's this? Changed careers to become a coal miner? You're covered in dust, tsk tsk."

Several of his former coworkers, who used to always greet him with smiles and were afraid he would shake his ladle, were now crossing their arms and openly mocking him.

Blood rushed to He Yuzhu's head, and he charged forward, fist raised: "Looking for a beating, huh?!"

The group scattered in a shout, only turning back to yell after they were far away, "Idiot Zhu! You despicable bastard! You deserve to be childless!"

"Bullshit! I'm not going to die out!"

He Yuzhu shouted back into the empty alley.

He returned to the entrance of the courtyard house, his anger still burning.

Yan Bugui was standing by the courtyard gate. When he saw him, he pushed up his glasses and said, "Shazhu is back? Don't wander around after you've eaten. There's a big meeting in the Central Court because of what you did to Xu Damao yesterday."

"He's lucky he wasn't killed! And he even dares to complain?"

He Yuzhu's eyes widened.

Whether or not someone sues is none of my business.

Yan Bugui shook his head. "Xu Damao woke up today and immediately called his parents from the countryside."

You... you should decide for yourself.

"Xu Fugui is back?"

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat.

Xu Damao's father is no pushover; he's incredibly difficult to deal with.

He immediately deflated, knowing that this time he was likely to have to pay a price.

He walked toward the central courtyard with his head down. Just as he passed through the moon gate, Yi Zhonghai pulled him aside.

"Pillar, listen to me,"

Yi Zhonghai lowered his voice, "Xu Fugui is serious this time, he's determined to get an explanation."

At the meeting tonight, you should control your temper, honestly admit your mistake, pay some compensation, and settle this matter.

Otherwise, they might really make a scene at the police station!

"But Uncle, it was Xu Damao who provoked me first! He spread rumors and ruined my reputation at the factory!"

He Yuzhu disagreed.

"It's pointless to say this now!"

Yi Zhonghai interrupted him, "It's true that his son is lying in the hospital."

Listen to me, it's better to lose money than to make a big fuss.

"He Yuzhu, what face do you think you have left to talk about?"

Jia Dongxu interjected with a sneer, "Take Master Yi's advice! You beat someone up like that, and if word gets out, you won't be in the right."

As for the things Xu Damao spread—he said you found a shady woman, isn't that true? He was just stating the facts, how can that be considered damaging your reputation?

He Yuzhu snorted and turned to leave.

"Pillar, you'd better remember this!"

Yi Zhonghai gave instructions from behind.

"understood."

He Yuzhu left without turning his head, his face grim.

Jia Dongxu's words pierced his heart like needles, deepening his hatred.

Suddenly, he remembered the idea he had come up with at the factory during the day, and his steps faltered.

He looked around for a moment, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he slipped into the Jia family's house.

At this time, the Jia family was all alone; they were all waiting for dinner at Yi Zhonghai's place.

He Yuzhu walked straight to the bedside, searched briefly, and sure enough, found the copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that Jia Dongxu treasured.

"Let's see how much it hurts if I lose this precious thing of yours."

A cold smile appeared on He Yuzhu's lips as he gripped the book and strode out the door.

He peered into the courtyard to observe the commotion, then forcefully flung his hand—the book flew out of the courtyard wall in an arc.

"Go ahead and cry, Jia Dongxu."

He Yuzhu chuckled softly and walked home in a cheerful mood.

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Outside the courtyard gate, Yan Jiecheng, who had just finished get off work, was startled by something that suddenly fell.

"Who's littering! What if someone gets hit?"

He cursed inwardly, but when he looked down, he saw it was a book.

Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up—this was practically a free bargain.

He quickly picked up the book and stuffed it into his pocket, his movements as swift as a mouse that had just stolen some oil.

"I'm having good luck today."

He secretly rejoiced, "I can't let my dad know about this good thing... I'll just say it was borrowed."

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