Siheyuan: Three slaps slapped my brother Shazhu

"Hello, young comrade. I am Liang Shuren, the director of the machinery factory. Thank you for your help today!"

Liang Shuren walked over with a smile and extended his hand to He Yushui. He Yushui also politely extended his hand to Liang Shuren, and the two shook hands politely.

"Little comrade, could you please come to our factory these few days to help these American experts cook a few meals?"

"This salary is easy to negotiate. Do you think it's okay?"

He Yushui looked at Han Wei, and Han Wei nodded repeatedly with a pleading look on his face.

"Dear Xiao He, please agree. We really can't do it without you!" Jim also came over, looked at He Yushui with a pleading face, and tried to hold her hand.

"If you are willing, we can also give you some extra pay. Is that okay with you?" George smiled and walked over with a few yellow-haired experts who were well fed and drunk.

"Comrade, this is also for the glory of the country. After all, our machinery factory still needs the technology of these experts. Please help!"

A female leader from the machinery factory also came over at this time, looked at the girl who was younger than her daughter with a kind face and persuaded her.

"Okay! I agree! You can decide the wages yourselves. I'm doing this for Director Han's sake." He Yushui knew that he had to give this face, as these were all connections!

"Oh! Dear He, that's great!" Jim was the first to jump up after listening to Xiao Jiang's translation.

With a beard, blond hair and a checkered face, he looks really funny when he jumps.

He Yushui returned with a full load. Han Wei had a smile on his face and was helping He Yushui carry some snacks given to her by the American experts.

She didn't want it at first, because these snacks are high in calories, and she has plenty of more delicious things in her space, so she couldn't refuse the kindness!

If she didn't take it, Fat Jim would cry, so she had to take it.

"Yu Shui, is it okay for me to call you that?" Han Wei sent He Yu Shui to the gate of the machinery factory.

"Okay, just call me Yushui from now on, and I'll call you Uncle Han."

"Okay, okay, this makes me seem more friendly. Haha!" Han Wei said with a smile.

"Just now our factory director told me that this expert will probably stay for another week. He will cook two meals a day, one at noon and one at night. I will give you fifty yuan a week. And these tickets are also for you."

Han Wei handed He Yushui an envelope, and He Yushui took it naturally without any hesitation.

"Then I would like to thank Uncle Han, see you tomorrow!"

"Okay, be careful on your way home. You can go directly to the factory tomorrow. I have informed the security office about you, and they will let you in directly." Han Wei instructed.

"Okay, I got it, bye!"

He Yushui hung all the things on the handlebars, put the toolbox on his back, got on the bike and rode home.

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the yard, Yan Fugui, who was standing at the gate, saw her and walked over.

"Yushui, you were the one who gave the Liu brothers the cart, right? Liu Haizhong is going crazy in there!"

"Be careful when you go in, I'm afraid this old guy will cause you trouble!"

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Teacher Yan."

"This is for you, take it and smoke it. The American expert from the machinery factory gave it to me!" He Yushui took out two packs of cigarettes from the bag and handed them to Yan Fugui.

"Girl, I'm not telling you this to ask for favors from you, take it back!" Yan Fugui quickly reached out and pushed it back.

"I know, this is my gift to you, take it quickly! It's not good to push it around at the door!" He Yushui stuffed two packs of cigarettes directly into Yan Fugui's pocket and pushed the cart into the yard.

Yan Fugui looked at the cigarettes in his pocket, which were filled with English-printed cigarettes on the outside. He quickly covered his pocket and ran into the yard. He couldn't let anyone see him, so he hurried home, tore open the packaging and put the cigarettes into another box.

"He Yushui, come here!"

As He Yushui pushed the cart into the central courtyard, he was stopped by the angry Liu Haizhong.

The people who were watching the excitement in the yard heard Liu Haizhong's shouting and stretched their necks to look towards the yard.

"This is all our own decision. It's none of her business!"

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu stood in front of He Yushui and glared at Liu Haizhong.

When the two of them were pulling the wooden cart back, they were seen by Liu Haizhong who had just returned from get off work, and the three of them started arguing.

Liu Haizhong felt it was shameful that his two sons were collecting rags, while the Liu brothers sneered at him as a father.

Since the family business has been separated, we should mind our own business. As a result, one of them was not convinced and started arguing, and later they even started fighting.

They were pulled apart by the neighbors in the yard, otherwise who knows what the outcome would have been!

"Tell me, why did you let my son go out collecting junk on the streets? Isn't it shameful?" Liu Haizhong shouted at He Yushui.

"It's all the same labor, just with a different division of labor. What's so embarrassing about that?"

"Master, do you look down on the working people? Such thoughts are unacceptable!"

"Chairman Mao once said that revolution does not discriminate between the high and the low, and the same is true for work. Do you have any different opinions?"

As soon as He Yushui finished speaking, Liu Haizhong's face changed color. He didn't dare to respond at all because of the stigma put on him.

"That's not what I meant. I never thought about it that way!" Liu Haizhong shouted at the top of his voice, his whole face turning the color of liver.

Yi Zhonghai watched coldly, not even thinking of joining in the discussion.

Anyway, he is not a big boss now, so let him make a fuss. It is better to make a fuss. This way, the street office will know how well he managed the yard when he was a big boss.

"Since we have separated, you should take care of yourself. You can't just not eat or drink!"

"What's wrong with making your own money? Would you rather be like your good-for-nothing eldest son, eating up your hard-earned money without even seeing you?"

"I advise Liu Pangpang to leave yourself more options, otherwise, He Daqing, you'll see! You may be even worse than him!"

"Think about it carefully. Don't offend so many people that you end up without a son to take care of you in your old age!"

After He Yushui said this, he looked at Yi Zhonghai at the same time. It was simply a murderous move. Even He Daqing, who was lying in the room without revealing his face, felt a pain in his knee. He was hit by an arrow again!

He Yushui opened the door of his small kitchen, took out the ingredients he had exchanged at the machinery factory, and planned to stew the beef.

Stewed beef brisket with tomatoes makes her drool just thinking about it. The food of this period was all natural and tasted much better than modern food. It would not be her style not to eat it.

She didn't care about these people in the yard. After all, she had said everything she could say. If the Liu brothers couldn't stand up on their own, no matter how much she said, it would be useless.