Chapter 1136: Zhuzi is Very Tired

Nanluoguxiang

Shazhu returned home exhausted and lay on the bed like a dead dog.

Yi Zhonghai walked in carrying a chicken: "Zhuzi, stop lying down, get up quickly and cook the chicken, and send it to the old lady after you're done."

Shazhu said weakly: "First Uncle, I'm exhausted, I don't want to cook chicken. You do it, or let the First Aunt do it. I really can't move anymore."

Yi Zhonghai: "How can I cook chicken as well as you do? You know the old lady is greedy, she just likes you. You cook chicken well, the taste is fragrant, I'm much worse than you. Get up quickly, don't put on airs there."

Shazhu said with a crying face: "First Uncle! I'm really not putting on airs! I can't even lift my hands from exhaustion now. Look at my shoulders, they are all blood blisters."

Yi Zhonghai frowned: "What's going on? Is there such heavy work in the kitchen?"

Shazhu cursed: "Don't mention it! You don't know how much Cao Weiguo's lackeys bully people! A bunch of bastards! There are dozens of people in the cafeteria, and they pick on me alone. I'm not even as good as a donkey in a landlord's house! Do you know how much work I did today? In one afternoon, I carried thirty bags of flour, twenty bags of potatoes, thirty bags of radishes... and chopped more than five hundred jin of bones... It's too damn bullying!"

Yi Zhonghai slapped the table angrily: "This is too outrageous! This is bullying an honest person! Tomorrow you go to the leaders to report it! You must not let them bully people by relying on their status!"

Shazhu pulled a long face: "Forget it! You think I didn't report it to the leaders! I went to find Factory Director Yang after work, but that guy was full of official jargon and said a bunch of bullshit, not a single useful word. He is also a heartless bastard, I worked hard for him, a white-eyed wolf!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed while staring: "Hey! What kind of world is this! Everyone is so heartless! Morality is corrupted!"

Shazhu: "Isn't it! Look at the factory and the courtyard! Cao Weiguo, Xu Damao, Second Uncle, Third Uncle... each one of these villains is doing well."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head: "Let's not talk about these unhappy things! Zhuzi, I know you're tired, but the old lady broke her leg, and she needs you, this good grandson, to show filial piety. If you don't cook this chicken, who knows what gossip people in the courtyard will say. Don't get a reputation for being unfilial."

Shazhu shouted angrily: "Those long-tongued women, do they need to say whether I'm filial or not?"

Yi Zhonghai: "People's words are to be feared, Zhuzi, grit your teeth and cook the chicken, just make it simple."

Shazhu had no choice but to get up, rolling up his sleeves and cooking the chicken while supporting himself.

It must be said that Shazhu is a good hand at cooking chicken, and in a while, the fragrance of stewed chicken floated out.

The result was that before the chicken was out of the pot, Qin Huairu smelled the scent and came.

With a few words and a charming look, half of the pot of chicken was gone.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't stop it, and Shazhu scooped the chicken into Qin Huairu's basin spoonful by spoonful.

Watching Qin Huairu leave with the basin full of chicken, twisting her fat buttocks, Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu's eyes almost followed her out.

Shazhu came back to his senses: "First Uncle! Let's go! Let's take the chicken to the old lady."

Yi Zhonghai withdrew his gaze reluctantly: "Hmm, hmm, hmm! Let's go over!"

A pair of filial sons and grandsons carried the chicken and entered the old lady's house under the gaze of all the neighbors.

Whether it was a show or not, the reputation of filial sons and grandsons was established.

The Deaf Old Lady lying on the bed sniffed, and then shouted happily: "Chicken! It's chicken!"

The First Aunt smiled and helped the Deaf Old Lady up: "Old Lady, your nose is too sharp. Old Yi bought a chicken at the vegetable market after work, and let Shazhu stew it for you when he got back."

Shazhu giggled: "Old Lady, you've fallen and got a treat, taste the chicken I stewed."

The Deaf Old Lady looked at the chicken in the basin: "This is a chicken? Why is it so little?"

Shazhu smiled and said: "Hey! Banggeng smelled the scent before the chicken was out of the pot, and cried and made a scene to eat chicken. Sister Qin had no choice but to come to my house, and I was embarrassed to refuse, so I gave Banggeng a few pieces."

The Deaf Old Lady said unhappily: "You didn't say this was chicken stewed for me?"

Shazhu: "Old Lady! I know you are kind-hearted! You like children! Even if you knew, you would have given Banggeng a few pieces, so I didn't say it. Besides, there's so much chicken, enough for you to enjoy."

The Deaf Old Lady sighed, picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it in her mouth: "Wu! Fragrant! Soft! Zhuzi! It has to be you! This chicken is done well! Fragrant and soft!"

Shazhu said triumphantly: "That's right! Speaking of my cooking skills, who in the radius of dozens of miles doesn't give a thumbs up? Cooking chicken is a piece of cake for me. As long as there are ingredients, I can make you a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast."

East Street

Cao Weiguo carried pastries to Su Mei's house, a two-entry Sihe Academy near Tongfu Teahouse.

The Su family are old Beijingers, and this two-entry Sihe Academy is the Su family's ancestral property.

Walking into the Su family's Sihe Academy, a middle-aged woman dressed simply was washing vegetables in the courtyard.

Cao Weiguo called out: "Auntie!"

The woman smiled enthusiastically: "Weiguo is here, come into the room quickly."

This woman is named Wei Qiuju, the stepmother Su Mei's father found for Su Mei, and they got married before the New Year.

Because it was a second marriage, it wasn't a big event, just a table set at home.

Hearing that Cao Weiguo was here, Su's father and Su Mei walked out happily.

Because the deadline for the public-private partnership was about to end, the Tongfu Teahouse also logically turned into collective ownership.

The Tongfu Teahouse had been fully handed over to the public manager, and Su's father, the private manager, became idle, only occasionally going to the teahouse to assist with work.

Su's father's hands were itchy: "There are still a few dishes in the kitchen, shall we play a game?"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "Okay."

In the kitchen, Su Mei and Wei Qiuju were busy cooking, while Cao Weiguo and Su's father started a big battle on the chessboard.