Siheyuan: Three slaps slapped my brother Shazhu

Bang Geng's eyes were fixed on the roast duck in He Yushui's hand. After being locked up for two days and going hungry for two meals, Qin Huairu only sent him some coarse grain steamed buns without any oil or water. When he saw the roast duck this time, his eyes were filled with anger.

"Grandma, I want to eat roast duck." The little hand pointed at the roast duck in He Yushui's hand.

He Yushui didn't even look at her grandson and went straight into her own small kitchen with the roast duck.

She planned to stay there for a midnight snack, cut the roast duck into pieces and fry it, sprinkle some barbecue seasoning on it, and have a little beer, feeling very refreshed.

In order to prevent Jia Zhang from stealing, he put the roast duck directly into the space, locked the door, went back to his room, picked up all the knives, put them on his back, got on his bike and left.

"Grandma, the roast duck in the hand of this money-loser is gone. She must have left it in the kitchen. Let's get it out and eat it."

Bang Geng rubbed his hands together and hurriedly pulled Jia Zhang and said.

"Good grandson, okay, okay, we'll go get it right away."

Then, the grandfather and grandson, one picking the lock while the other keeping watch, successfully entered He Yushui's small kitchen. They turned the place upside down but could not find any trace of the roast duck.

He Yushui threw all the roast duck and the food he bought, including coal briquettes and pots and pans, into the space, and asked the system Xiaolu to monitor the movements in the small kitchen, preferably to take pictures of the crime evidence.

"Where did this little bitch hide the roast duck? Did she eat it?" Jia Zhang cursed.

"Grandma, I want to eat roast duck, I want to eat roast duck!" Banggeng started crying and began to sit on the ground and make a fuss.

"This little bitch has a good roast duck, so what's wrong with sharing some with us? She has no idea of ​​respecting the elderly and loving the young. Why doesn't she eat her to death?"

Jia Zhang looked around but didn't see any food, so she left cursing and ignored Bang Geng who was sitting on the ground and making a fuss.

When Banggeng saw that his grandmother had left and he didn't find the roast duck he wanted, he started to destroy things in He Yushui's small kitchen, overturned the small table to the ground, and smashed two small stools against the window.

When he saw the glass on the window was smashed and the white wall was covered with shoe prints, he went home angrily.

The whole process of the grandmother and grandson wreaking havoc in the small kitchen was seen by the aunt. Not only the aunt, but other neighbors in the middle courtyard also saw it, but they did not step forward to stop them. After all, if the fat old woman Jia Zhang saw someone trying to stop them, she would definitely block the door of this person's house and scold them all day long.

The people in the central courtyard were waiting for He Yushui to come back in the evening to watch the fun.

The aunt curled her lips and went into the house. In her eyes, Jia Zhang was a scoundrel and should be locked up forever and never released.

If it wasn't for the purpose of not exposing myself, I would have gotten rid of this fat woman long ago.

He Yushui rode his bike to the gate of the steel rolling mill, and Xu Damao was already waiting there pushing the projection equipment.

"Rainwater, you are here, follow me."

"Brother Damao, you still have to go over there to show the movie? That's really hard work."

"This is my job. It counts as overtime. Haha, let's go!"

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and then rode away on their bikes.

He Yushui followed Xu Damao to a large courtyard. What surprised He Yushui was that there were guards at the gate of the courtyard. It seemed that all the people living there were high-ranking officials.

Xu Damao took out his ID and handed it to the guard, who then came up and checked the tools the two men were carrying.

The two guards were also startled when they saw the toolbox He Yushui was carrying and opened it.

"Young comrade, is this knife you use to cut vegetables? This is a knife and you can't bring it in!" said one of the guards.

"Comrade, I am here to cook. These are just my tools. I will need them, so I brought them here."

"If you don't believe me, you can give me a phone call and ask. If you don't bring it to me, I won't go. After all, I don't have the right knives, so I can't take this job." He Yushui said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

She also knew what the guards meant. After all, the people living there were all leaders. If she were a spy, she could just go in and start chopping people with a knife, which would be a big deal.

"Comrade, why don't you make a phone call and ask, it's Minister Liu's house." Xu Damao was also a little stunned. It was also the first time he saw a chef carrying so many knives when he came to cook.

He saw Sha Zhu also followed Director Yang to cook for the leader's house, but he didn't see Sha Zhu have such professional tools.

The two guards looked at each other and then ran into the guard room to make a phone call.

Soon a young man dressed like a secretary came out. As soon as Xu Damao saw him, he immediately nodded and bowed.

"Secretary Wang, I'm sorry, look at what's going on here, can we go in?"

"Hello, Secretary Wang, for safety's sake you'd better take a look. These are just things I use to eat, not weapons." He Yushui also walked up to Secretary Wang and said openly.

Secretary Wang looked at the girl in front of him who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and was very skeptical about whether the girl’s cooking skills were any good.

He checked everything as usual and let He Yushui and Xu Damao carry their things in without saying anything.

After He Yushui entered the room, she saw an auntie in plain clothes washing vegetables in the kitchen. She knew at a glance that she was the nanny of the family.

She saw Secretary Wang still standing at the door, so she started asking.

"Excuse me, Secretary Wang, I want to know how many people are dining here tonight and where they are from, so I can prepare the quantity and flavor of the dishes."

Secretary Wang looked at He Yushui and thought that this little girl was quite attentive, so he answered truthfully.

"Six of us. Our minister is from Sichuan, and two of the guests are from Shandong."

"Okay, thank you Secretary Wang, I'll get busy first." After thanking him, He Yushui returned to the kitchen, opened the tool box, and put on his apron, gloves and hat.

Seeing how professional she was, the nanny didn't dare say much to her. She just said that the vegetables were washed and ran out to do other things, leaving the kitchen completely to He Yushui.

Looking at the washed vegetables, as well as the chicken, fish, meat and eggs on the chopping board, He Yushui blinked her big eyes. After all, he is a leader, so it's different. The ingredients here are not so complete in an ordinary family. Looking at the condiments on the stove, they are also quite complete.

So she started to deal with the more time-consuming dishes. The vegetables and other things had been washed by the nanny, which saved her a lot of trouble.

"This girl looks quite young. Is this okay?" a middle-aged woman at the door said to the nanny.

“Judging from the looks of it, her cooking skills are pretty good!” the nanny replied.

"Okay then, follow me to clean the table and make the tea and bring it in." The middle-aged woman stuck her head out to take a look, then took the nanny to the second floor to work.

While playing a movie, Xu Damao felt very nervous. If He Yushui's cooking skills were praised by the leaders, Deputy Director Li would definitely promote him.