Siheyuan: Stupid Divine Chef, I will never be a sucker!
49 Qin Huairu, who had misunderstood, was a bowl of chicken soup! 2 more comments!

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However…

He did not dare to do anything to He Yuzhu.

It was unrealistic to transfer He Yuzhu away.

Today.

He had wanted to let He Yuzhu establish an image of bragging in front of everyone.

However, he did not expect it.

He lost 100 yuan to He Yuzhu!

100 yuan was not a small sum to him!

He was also extremely pained!

"How do we get rid of He Yuzhu?!”

Deputy Factory Manager Li rubbed his temples with a worried expression.

..............

"Sister, you're back? Have you eaten?"

He Yuzhu came back from the big leader's house with a bag of things and saw his sister, He Yushui, preparing to cook.

"Not yet, brother. I cooked your rice. You haven't eaten yet, right?”

He Yushui looked at her brother and said.

"Go and rest for a while. Let me do it!”

He Yuzhu patted his sister's head and said.

"Brother, you must be tired after working all day. Let me cook!”

He Yushui said understandingly.

"My culinary skills are better than yours."

He Yuzhu said in a deep voice.

"Alright then! Then I'll take your clothes to the laundry.”

Helpless, He Yushui took her brother's clothes and went to wash them.

Her brother was talented. His cooking skills were indeed much better than hers.

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat as he watched his sister leave with the clothes.

He took out a processed chicken from his system inventory.

He was prepared.

He took out half a chicken to make chicken soup and the other half to make braised carrot chicken cubes.

Half an hour later.

"Wow, why is it so fragrant? Brother, your cooking seems to be much better than before?”

He Yuzhu's chicken soup and braised carrot chicken had not been cooked yet, but a strong fragrance spread out.

"Of course. Don't you know who your brother is?”

He Yuzhu chuckled.

The braised carrots, chicken nuggets, and chicken soup were all ready.

He Yuzhu scooped the chicken soup and divided it into three bowls.

He and his sister each had a bowl. He picked up the remaining bowl and walked out.

"Brother, are you giving this to Sister Qin? There were many people in her family. Was such a small bowl not enough?”

He Yushui looked at her brother and asked curiously.

"No, no, no, sister, you misunderstood. I'm giving this to the Deaf Old Lady. In this quad, the Deaf Old Lady is the only person who treats us well! If not her, who else?"

He Yuzhu smiled at her sister and walked out with the chicken soup.

...........

At Qin Huairu's house.

Qin Huiru was cooking.

Grandma Stick was making a fire in the kitchen.

"Mom, Silly Zhu's house next door is making chicken soup again. It smells so good. I'm hungry.”

Huai Hua twitched her nose and tugged at Qin Huiru's sleeve.

"Huai Hua, Mom will get her salary tomorrow. I'll buy it for you then, okay??”

Qin Huairu squatted down and said to her younger daughter.

"Alright then!"

Huai Hua nodded.

"Mom, why did you go out with a bowl? It must be for us!"

At this moment.

Little Dang's eyes were filled with excitement as he ran in quickly and said to his mother.

"Really?"

Qin Huairu revealed a look of anticipation.

Could it be that Zhu Zi…He had thought it through.

He came out with chicken soup. If he didn't give it to his own family, who else could he give it to?

This was how he had given it to her in the past.

"Huai Ru! Silly Zhu must know that I broke my leg and my body is weak, so he brought the chicken soup to nourish my body!”

"Aiyo, after my leg was broken, I feel weak all over. I need to nourish it!”

A smile appeared on her granny face like a 60-year-old chrysanthemum as she spoke to Qin Huiru. "Huai Ru, go out and take a look! Remember to thank him, and at the same time mention the medical expenses!”

"Yes, alright!"

Qin Huairu nodded and turned to leave.

Huai Hua and Little Dang followed behind him like a stalker.

He Yuzhu carried the fragrant chicken soup and prepared to walk to the backyard.

Because…

The deaf old lady lived in the backyard and happened to pass by Qin Huairu's door.

At this moment.

The door to Qin Huairu's room opened. Qin Huairu walked towards He Yuzhu with a smile on her face. Behind her were her daughter Huai Hua and Little Dang.

"Zhu Zi, look at you. Why are you being so polite?”

"We always eat your food. How embarrassing…"

Qin Huairu walked up to He Yuzhu with a smile on her face.

"Ah, polite?"

He Yuzhu was stunned.

I'm not being polite with you. I'm giving soup to the deaf old lady!

Did you misunderstand?

Seeing Qin Huairu's gaze and the locust flowers behind her, Little Dang's two daughters looked at the chicken soup in their hands with eager eyes. Especially the locust flowers, they almost drooled!

He Yuzhu hurriedly said. "You haven't slept yet? The deaf old lady is old. She said that she has been a little dizzy recently. I thought that I should give her a bowl of soup to nourish her body!”

He Yuzhu carried the chicken soup in his hand and walked past Qin Huairu to the backyard.

"Ah…It's for the deaf old lady? I... I misunderstood…"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Qin Huairu felt extremely embarrassed and froze on the spot.

Her face was burning.

Just now.

He Yuzhu walked towards her with a bowl of chicken soup. She thought that it was to nourish her mother-in-law's body.

Unexpectedly.

He Yuzhu sent it to the Deaf Old Lady.

To go to the Deaf Old Lady's backyard, he had to pass by his own door. He had misunderstood.

At this moment.

Qin Huairu's expression darkened.

"Mom, why didn't you give us Silly Zhu's chicken soup?”

Huai Hua looked at her mother and asked in disappointment.

"Let's go back. He's for the deaf old lady!”

Qin Huairu pulled her two daughters and quickly returned to her room.

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