Courtyard: My wife is Wen Li

He Yuzhu got up in a hurry, and then opened two noodle vats at home, one for white noodles and one for stick noodles.

In this year and age, pasta is the main food in the north, and almost all people eat steamed buns. He Yuzhu looked inside and saw that there were almost fifty kilograms of white noodles and the stick noodles were almost full.

He Daqing was very well prepared. In addition, the family had cabbage, potatoes, radishes, etc. stored for winter, and some meat was in the cellar.

It seems that He Daqing had prepared it before, but the original owner didn't notice any problems at all and thought he was preparing for the New Year in the future!

I reached out and grabbed a handful of stick noodles and ground them, and found that there were many thick particles in them, which were completely incomparable with those of later generations.

He Yuzhu inherited the cooking skills, so cooking is not difficult for him, but this stick noodle is really not very delicious!

But these things gave He Yuzhu another question!

He Daqing left premeditatedly. These preparations are reasonable and reasonable. How could the Si Zhu brothers and sisters in the play have such a difficult time?

It seems that it is right not to go to Baocheng this time!

He found a dustpan from home, took out some cornmeal and sifted it through the dustpan to sift out the coarse particles, and then threw it directly into the breeding space.

Then he took out some flour and prepared to make Erjaw noodles, which can also be regarded as multi-grain noodles.

He Yuyu cried even when she got up. He couldn't give her steamed buns to eat. Noodles with hot soup were the best.

After making the dough, he covered himself with a piece of drawer cloth and stayed awake, pushed open the door and ran to the cellar.

He woke up too early. It was still dark outside and the days were short in winter.

He took a piece of pork from the cellar, only two taels, which would definitely be enough to make shredded pork noodles, and then he took a piece of cabbage.

The kitchen is outside, with a large stove on top.

After rolling out the noodles, clean the pot without adding water, cut some green onions, ginger and garlic and prepare to sauté them in oil until fragrant. Then fry the shredded pork first, then add water, and finally add shredded cabbage and use soy sauce to adjust the color and add freshness!

After some operations, seeing that the noodles were almost ready, He Yuzhu got up and knocked on He Yuzhu's door.

The little girl, who has her own room at such a young age, is already better than the children in the entire courtyard.

"Bang bang..." Knocked on the door, and soon the door opened. He Yuyu had obviously woken up early, with tears still hanging on his face. He was crying in the room!

"Brother, I want daddy..." The little girl hugged He Yuzhu and cried, with snot directly staining her apron.

"Okay, you're just a big girl, you'll look ugly if you keep crying!" He Yuzhu knelt down and wiped He Yuzhu's tears with his hands, "Go and wash your face, the shredded pork noodles I made for you will be ready soon. "

"Gulu..." As soon as he talked about eating, He Yuyu's stomach began to growl. He fell asleep from crying yesterday and didn't eat.

I woke up hungry in the morning and cried in bed. Now when I heard the pork noodles, my stomach started to growl loudly.

"Are you hungry?" He Yuzhu chuckled, "I have hot water in the house, just wash your face and eat!"

"Oh!" He Yuyu sniffed and was held by He Yuzhu's hand.

Arriving at He Yuzhu's room, He Yuzhu directly poured the water from the thermos bottle into the basin, "Here, wash your face!"

The water was not hot, it was still warm. He Yuzhu washed his face, and He Yuzhu asked him to wait. Then he took two large bowls and went out. After a while, he brought in a bowl of hot shredded pork noodles.

Place it in front of He Yuyu, bring her chopsticks, "Eat while it's hot..."

He Yuzhu was indeed hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and started to eat. He Yuzhu then turned around and went out and filled himself a bowl.

While the brother and sister were eating noodles, each family also started to get up one after another. Yi Zhonghai put on his cotton coat and walked out, but he was still thinking about it in his heart.

But as soon as he came out, he saw the He family's stove, "Are you up?"

He muttered something and walked directly towards the main room in the middle courtyard, "Pillars, are they up?"

"Master?" He Yuzhu opened the door and lifted the curtain, "Are you up too? Come in and talk!"

"Okay!" Yi Zhonghai came in and saw He Yuzhu was there. The brother and sister gave each of them a large bowl of noodles. This must have been made by He Yuzhu!

He was delighted, "Zhuzi, you got up so early?"

"What if you go to Baocheng to find your dad?"

"No!" He Yuzhu shook his head.

As soon as He Yuyu heard that his brother said he would not go to his father, he immediately curled up his lips and started to burst into tears, "Brother, I want my father..."

"Okay, why are you crying?" He Yuzhu said: "Since he has left, he will not come back, otherwise there is no need to leave."

"I was angry yesterday, but I thought about it this morning and it's okay. After all, he is not too old and he always needs someone to live with."

"Don't you still have me at home?"

"Yu Yu, don't worry, brother is here!"

He Yuyu was still crying, but not so hysterically. Yi Zhonghai was surprised, "Your father did something wrong in this matter. No matter what, he can't leave you brothers and sisters alone?"

"Wow..." Good guy, it's okay if Yi Zhonghai doesn't say it, but He Yuyu is crying even harder now.

He Yuzhu's face darkened, "Master, if you don't know how to speak, don't speak. Why didn't my dad care about us?"

"I am 17 years old, I also work in a steel rolling mill, and I have two houses at home."

"If my father marries a widow, how can we live in an open house?"

"This is the best solution. How can I, a young man, not be able to support a younger sister?"

Yi Zhonghai was choked and speechless. At this time, his relationship with He Yuzhu could only be regarded as ordinary, they were just neighbors.

"Okay, I made a mistake. You have the final say on your family's affairs." Yi Zhonghai turned around and walked out, feeling gloomy in his heart. After all, he was his biological father and son. He Yuzhu didn't blame He Daqing after one night.

Last night, Yi Zhonghai drank with He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu's anger seemed to burn him to death. Why did it change overnight?

He had made a plan and asked the brothers and sisters to go to Baocheng to find He Daqing. In this way, He Yuzhu would delay the level assessment.

When the time comes when he comes back, he must put in a good word for him on his own, so that he can continue to work in the steel rolling mill and start from scratch.

You know, He Daqing was the master chef personally invited by Lou Bancheng to be in charge of the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

He Yuzhu had studied outside and worked in a restaurant with his master. It had only been less than half a year since he came to the steel rolling mill.

Once He Daqing left, if He Yuzhu didn't take part in the assessment and had to start from scratch, how could He Yuzhu with his temper be able to bear it?

When the time comes, I will be able to slowly control him, but things have changed now.