"What's that? Isn't he just a crappy director?”
"As if you're so amazing."
After Yan Zhen left, Silly Zhu threw the iron spoon and called Ma Hua over to take over.
After Zhang Bingye finished six meat buns, he covered the lunch box and placed it in a small box.
Not long after, the people from the welding class came back after dinner.
"Bingye, when did you start learning how to do argon-arc welding?”
"Bingye, it's the Welder Assessment in a few days.”
"Bingye, do you have a partner?"
A group of senior welders gathered together to chat.
Zhang Bingye had mastered the work of a Level 4 Welder in his early twenties.
He participated in the mission with them and won the respect of these welders with his skillful skills.
Therefore, everyone spoke casually.
He didn't look down on Zhang Bingye just because he was young.
Zhang Bingye chatted casually.
At the same time, in the courtyard of South Guluo Alley.
The stick ran back in a hurry.
"Grandma, I'm back."
The stick ran into the Jia family.
"You came at the right time. I took a look just now. Everyone is either cooking or eating.”
"Hurry up and go to Zhang Bingye's house."
"Take as much as you can."
Jia Zhangshi didn't cook at noon. She was waiting for the stick to bring back some fish from Zhang Bingye's house.
After giving a few instructions, he went out.
The big plan that the two of them had been looking forward to for the entire night finally began.
Jia Zhangshi brought the stick and went to Zhang Bingye's house.
She used her huge body to cover the stick.
He pretended to pass by Zhang Bingye's house.
The stick pushed open the door of Zhang Bingye's house and slipped in like a mouse.
Jia Zhangshi continued to walk forward, her eyes sweeping around.
After confirming that no one was paying attention to her, Jia Zhangshi strolled back to the Jia family's door.
He picked up a chair and placed it on his butt.
From time to time, he would glance at the Zhang family's gate.
His heart was filled with anticipation.
The stick walked into the Zhang family's house and looked around.
He walked towards the Zhang family's stove.
Generally speaking, there were dishes placed beside the stove.
The stick searched up and down, but found nothing.
"Where did the wicked bastard hide the meat buns and dried fish?”
The meme mumbled and continued to search.
On the bed, in the wardrobe, under the small cabinet, and under the dining table.
He had searched all the memes, not to mention meat buns.
There were no meat stars.
"Strange."
The stick was a little anxious.
There were so many delicious foods in the Zhang family, but he couldn't find any.
It was as if he had run into a mountain of gold and could not find a single piece of gold.
The stick raised his gaze.
His gaze fell on the cabinet.
The Zhang family's cabinet was very high, and there were some dry goods and sundries on the ground.
In the middle was a clean bowl and chopsticks.
If something was placed on top, the stick would not be seen.
He thought about how Jia Zhangshi always put the meat dishes on top of the cupboard so that Dangdang and Huai Hua could not get them.
He felt that the delicious food of the Zhang family must be hidden on top of the cupboard.
The cupboard was too high for the stick to reach.
He dragged a chair over and tried to reach for it. He was still a little short.
The stick took a small stool and placed it on the chair.
Stepping on the stool, the stick finally saw the situation on top of the cupboard.
There were a few broken bowls inside.
"Wicked, you really are a bad person. You hid your food so well.”
The thug cursed angrily and prepared to come down.
Just as he was about to move, the small stool under his feet fell apart.
The stick twisted its leg and fell from the small stool.
His head hit the ground heavily.
Bang!
The stick was knocked out.
A heart-wrenching pain caused the stick to cry out loudly.
"Ah, ah."
"Grandma, Grandma, save me."
The stick stroked his head.
It was bright red.
He was scared silly.
Jia Zhangshi sat at the door of the Jia family's house, waiting for the stick to bring back food.
After waiting for a while, she didn't see him leave.
Instead, he heard the howls of the stick.
He quickly got up and limped toward the Zhang family.
In the courtyard, some people who didn't go to work at home heard the sound of the stick.
All of them came to the Zhang family's entrance to see what was going on.
"My eldest grandson."
"Someone, someone, help!”
Jia Zhangshi ran to the entrance of the Zhang family and saw the stick with blood all over his forehead.
He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Not long after, a few aunties ran over.
Seeing the stick meme's miserable state, they all panicked.
He looked to the side and could not bear to look at her.
"What happened? My head is broken.”
Aunt Yi frowned.
"This is too careless."
"The stick is only this big. Old Sister-in-law Jia, you have to watch it more.”
A few aunties said.
"Grandma, am I going to die?”
The meme cried.
This time, she was really sad.
"What nonsense are you talking about? My eldest grandson can't die.”
Jia Zhangshi hurriedly picked up the stick.
She had just taken a step, but her sprained ankle had not recovered yet and she could not bear the force.
Hugging the stick, he fell to the ground with a plop.
I'm so close to being crushed to death by a stick.
The stick felt even more uncomfortable.
"Can someone help send my boy to the hospital?”
Jia Zhangshi hurriedly shouted.
The few aunties looked at each other, not daring to make a move.
The stick was broken.
What if the Jia family relied on them for help?
"Get someone to inform Qin Huiru.”
Aunt Yi said.
Red Star Rolling Mill.
Qin Huairu rested for a while and was about to get to work.
"Qin Huairu, someone from your courtyard came to inform you.”
"Your child's head is broken. Hurry up and go back to take a look.”
The security department came over to inform him.
"What? My awesome meme!"
Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment before running out.
As the saying went, a widow had no hope after her son died.
The stick was Qin Huiru's hope, her life.
If something happened to the stick, Qin Huairu would have no more reason to live.
After running out of the workshop, Qin Huiru stopped in her tracks and turned to run to the canteen.
The stick broke its head and had to pay a large sum of money for medical expenses.
It was difficult for Qin Huairu to take it out herself.
He still had to rely on Silly Pillar.
Yi Zhonghai watched as Qin Huairu ran out in a hurry.
He stopped the security staff who came to inform him and asked them about the situation.
"Did you break your head?"
Yi Zhonghai was puzzled, but he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.
In the cafeteria.
Silly Zhu was still sulking.
"Silly Zhu, Silly Zhu."
Qin Huairu shouted.
"Sister Qin, what's wrong?"
"You're so flustered."
Silly Zhu quickly went out and asked.
"The boy was naughty at home and hurt his head. He's waiting for me at home now.”
"Can you…"
Qin Huairu was on the verge of tears.
"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and go home to take a look.”
Shazhu took off his chef hat.
He left with Qin Huairu.
"Master, are you leaving just like that?"
Ma Hua jogged over and took Shazhu's chef uniform.
"There's an emergency in the courtyard. If there's anything in the canteen, you can take care of it.”
Silly Zhu threw out a sentence without turning back.
"You're really an idiot. What does it have to do with you if someone else's son's head is broken?”
Liu Lan sneered and looked at Ma Hua.""Ma Hua, don't you think that's right?”
Ma Hua didn't say anything.
He did not dare to speak ill of Silly Zhu behind his back.
Silly Zhu and Qin Huairu hurriedly ran back to the courtyard house.
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