He Yuzhu had already handed it over.
She knew that it must be Yi Zhonghai who helped the boy pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees.
Now, He Yuzhu didn't allow the Qin family to suck blood.
The first uncle had no children and had a salary of more than 90 yuan a month.
Wasn't this the exclusive blood-sucking target of the Qin family?
Even though the Jia Zhangshi had always been unwilling to see Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai socialize, they were still in the same boat.
But for her grandson, she had no choice.
Sometimes, He Yuzhu did not understand.
Why was it acceptable for Jia Zhangshi to suck his blood?
Sucking Yi Zhonghai's blood was like taking her life.
Could it be that Jia Zhang-shi felt that she and Yi Zhonghai were of the same generation?
Or did he really think that Yi Zhonghai was interested in this widow Qin Huairu?
……
"Comrade, may I know your name?”
Ran Qiuye looked at He Yuzhu with gratitude in her eyes.
It was so dark that they didn't know what was going on.
He Yuzhu was still willing to help.
Such a person was rare in this era.
"My name is He Yuzhu."
" He's from the canteen of the Third Rolling Mill."
He Yuzhu subconsciously reached out to shake hands with Ran Qiuye.
Ran Qiuye was shocked.
Only then did He Yuzhu remember that in this era, contact between men and women was especially strict.
Even a hug could be considered a hooligan.
" This…" She wanted to retract her hand awkwardly.
"Thank you so much, Comrade He Yuzhu.”
When Ran Qiuye saw He Yuzhu's expression, she didn't know why.
She grabbed He Yuzhu's hand.
Of course, the moment their hands touched, they quickly separated.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little strange.
"Comrade He. Are you free tomorrow?"
Ran Qiuye asked.
"Are you free after work?" He Yuzhu was a little puzzled.
"Oh, I'll send you the money tomorrow.”
Ran Qiuye had originally wanted to give He Yuzhu the medical fees that he had given out earlier.
"Hey! I thought something was wrong!"
"I was the one who hit him!"
"Of course, I should pay for the medical expenses!"
"Teacher Ran, it's none of your business!”
He Yuzhu refused decisively.
"Then how should I thank you?"
Ran Qiuye was the kind of person who knew how to repay kindness.
She wanted to repay He Yuzhu for saving her.
"No need to thank me!"
"Alright. It's so late!"
"You can go back alone. I'm really worried.”
"How about this? We'll ride faster."
"I'll send you home and come back!”
He Yuzhu suggested.
"But…"
Ran Qiuye was actually a little afraid. After all, she had just experienced such a dangerous thing.
But this was the first time she had met He Yuzhu.
Although he could tell that He Yuzhu was definitely not a bad person.
However, he was also a little embarrassed.
"No buts…Let's go!"
He Yuzhu said as she got back on the bicycle.
Ran Qiuye nodded and got on the bicycle as well.
The two of them disappeared into the night, one after another.
……
The next day.
He Yuzhu read a magazine until one o'clock last night and slept very late.
It was the first time he didn't wake up early in the morning.
He Yuzhu had already told Ma Hua and Fatty about it yesterday.
He told them to go to the canteen early to cook.
Even if he, the canteen director, was late, no one would dare to say anything.
He Yuzhu was now the head of the canteen.
He simply went back to sleep.
His younger sister, He Yushui, had already gone to school.
He Yuzhu only got up at ten in the morning.
There was no need to sign in today.
Why?
He Yuzhu signed in after midnight last night.
The reward is a master-level literary foundation.
He Yuzhu was truly speechless.
What use do you think he has for this master-level writing style?
Jeet Kune Do could be used for self-defense.
He was a chef.
What's the use of a good writing style?
He Yuzhu had already witnessed the unrestrained nature of the check-in system.
Anyway, he signed in once a day.
He Yuzhu didn't really care anymore.
After He Yuzhu finished washing up, he walked out of the courtyard.
The courtyard house was exceptionally quiet.
Those who were supposed to go to work had gone to work, and the children had also gone to school.
"Hey! I'm not used to the noise.”
He Yuzhu realized that he had not been in this world for long.
However, he was getting used to everything in the courtyard house.
Pushing the bicycle, He Yuzhu left the courtyard.
He slowly rode towards the rolling mill.
When He Yuzhu arrived at the cafeteria.
It was almost 11 AM.
Ma Hua, Fatty, and Liu Lan were already busy preparing lunch.
"Director He, you're early!”
Liu Lan said sarcastically to He Yuzhu.
"Liu Lan, do you want to quit?”
"If you don't want to do it anymore, just tell me.”
"I'll satisfy your needs."
He Yuzhu retorted.
Liu Lan was speechless.
Who asked him to be a master now!
"Just wait and see! Silly Zhu! You'll be in trouble!"
Liu Lan cursed in her heart and went to prepare the dishes.
"Why do you think I provoked him?”
He Yuzhu didn't do anything and walked around the cafeteria.
He gave some pointers to his two disciples.
He Yuzhu personally cooked two more dishes.
He also took two steamed buns.
A net bag contained three lunch boxes.
He asked the intern cook in the canteen to send it to He Yushui.
"Master, you really dote on your sister!”Ma Hua praised.
"Nonsense! He didn't dote on his own sister. Who am I going to dote on? Me!"
He Yuzhu said confidently.
"To fill one's own pockets! tanwu!”
"Be careful, I'll sue you!"
Liu Lan mumbled to herself, but she did not dare to make a sound.
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