Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

In the end, Mr. Xu didn't say these words.

"Let's have another one."

"What are you thinking?! How old am I now? How can I still have a baby?!"

"Then take one?"

"Aren't you afraid of bringing in an ungrateful person?"

"Then that brat isn't one?"

Xu's mother stopped talking.

Xu Damao is fine, but Xu's father and mother really don't trust anyone.

"talk later."

Xu Damao was in a very confused mood on his way home.

He thought about a lot, about Lou Xiao'e, about himself, about the past, about the present, about before marriage, and about after marriage.

The sun slowly sets, replaced by a crescent moon.

The moonlight fell on him, and he felt an indescribable loneliness.

"How did my life become like this..." Xu Damao murmured to himself.

He remembered the laughter in Sha Zhu's family and the chubby and adorable appearance of Sha Zhu's son.

His figure was somewhat hunched.

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Courtyard house

"Stand there!" Qin Huairu looked at Bang Geng sharply.

Bang Geng was frightened and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Today, your teacher came to our house for a home visit. He said that you didn't pay the money. Is that true?!"

Banggeng sighed lightly: "You were talking about this, I forgot. Here." Banggeng rummaged in his pocket and took out two dollars.

Qin Huairu glanced at him and said in a slower tone: "Hand it in tomorrow."

Banggeng nodded. It wasn't that he wanted to hide it, he just forgot about it. "Mom, then I'm going out to play?"

Qin Huairu's tone, which had just relaxed, became stern again: "What are you playing for? Go do your homework."

"Mom, I'm done..." Banggeng said reluctantly.

"You only got that many marks on the test after you finished it. Your teacher said that your marks are ranked backwards in the class!"

"Mind your own business." Banggeng muttered.

"What did you say?!" Qin Huairu's voice became even louder.

"No, nothing. I'm going to do my homework." Banggeng hurried back to the house.

Jia Zhang finally spoke up: "Huai Ru, tell me, it doesn't matter if his grades are not so good. It doesn't matter. In the future, he will take your place."

"Mom." Qin Huairu sighed, "What future do I have in my position? According to the current rules, once you enter the factory, you can only be an apprentice. That's great. If he passes the assessment, he will be a first-class worker. But the level is fixed, and you are not allowed to move up in these years. If he takes over my job, he will only get the salary of a first-class worker in the future. Is this how he will live his whole life?"

Qin Huairu counted the people in the yard and said to the old lady, "Look at the family of the first uncle and the family of Cao Wei. They all ask their children to study more all day long. Speaking of the first uncle, his income is the highest in our yard." She gave a thumbs up while speaking, "He has said more than once that he suffered from his lack of education. This engineer started better than the eighth-level worker of the first uncle."

"That requires someone who is good at studying." Jia Zhang was also persuaded by Qin Huairu.

"If you ask me, you have to take good care of him. I am a woman, and this is how it will be in the future. He is the future of our Jia family. If you don't take good care of him, you won't be able to make money in the future, and it will be difficult to find a wife."

"It shouldn't be that serious..." Jia Zhang hesitated.

"Of course not." Qin Huairu said confidently: "Now, the prices of rice, flour, grain and oil are rising, not to mention the prices on the black market. In the future, if he is like me and still earns this much, will he be able to afford to marry a wife?"

"Just listen to me. It's always right to learn from an old man."

"That's right, no, I have to make him learn it well."

"That's right. By the way, Mom, it's getting hot. Look, alter Banggeng's clothes for Xiaodang, and alter Xiaodang's for Huaihua. I'll go buy some cloth and make a shirt for Banggeng. Summer clothes don't waste much cloth."

"Okay. Let's do it."

"Okay, let's do it."

The big boss slapped his thigh and made a decision.

Cao Wei was completely confused: "Leader, why are you doing this?"

In recent years, Cao Wei and the leader have had a relatively good relationship. He himself has seen the world and knows what the leader wants. As a cook, he does not need to be too cautious, just make a good meal. Basically, he can come here 20 to 30 times a year. Occasionally, the leader will entertain guests in this room.

As for the identity of this guest, he had no idea and was not interested.

However, Cao Wei did gain some fame among these people. Most people knew that there was a guy who cooked well in the steel mill. In a way, it also helped Li Huaide.

However, at this moment in time.

The leader suddenly said this, which scared Cao Wei a lot.

What to do? Pack myself up and go to the South together?

That won’t do. My wife, kids, master and mistress are all here.

"In this room." The big boss said with some emotion: "If you like anything, just take it back."

"That won't do." Cao Wei waved his hands repeatedly.

"Master Cao, we can be considered friends. We have known each other for so many years. I don't know why, but I always feel that you are different." The big leader looked at Cao Wei as if he was looking at something new.

Cao Wei was given goosebumps by the sight of it.

"Boss, please don't say that. I'm just a cook. There's nothing special about me."

The big boss smiled and shook his head: "For people in this world, living is nothing more than those four words, 'fame, fortune and wealth'. Among these 'fame, fortune and wealth', most people take the first step and then think about the second step. After taking the second step, they will think about the third and fourth steps. Desire is endless. Most people don't look down when they walk. They just ignorantly follow the development of this society. They will pursue what this society says is good."

"Keep pursuing until you can no longer take the next step." At this point, the leader sighed.

"Right or wrong, true or false, at this point, after you stop, it will be slowly, slowly squeezed out through something called 'pain'. At this point, people suddenly realize that stopping is also a kind of wisdom."

"But you, little comrade, are very strange." The big leader smiled and said, "You seem to know what you want."

"Look at what you said." Cao Wei was happy: "What do I want? I just want to be a good cook. Look, it's the truth that you should love what you do."

“Hahahahahaha.” The big boss laughed heartily and nodded at Cao Wei: “You, you’re so slippery.”