Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, starting from God-level sign-in

He Yuzhu really didn't care about other things, but he was stabbed in the back by the person who regarded him as his family.

This feeling is even more uncomfortable than eating shit.

He Yuzhu would rather continue to deal with Xu Damao than experience this feeling again.

There are so many coincidences in this world, He Yuzhu just thought of Xu Damao.

Xu Damao swaggered into the kitchen.

"I knew you were here."

"He Yuzhu, you have today too?"

"Hahahahahahaha, the house is gone, do you feel good now?"

He Yuzhu didn't bother to argue with him, so he just glanced at him and said.

"If you don't want to be unhappy, and if you don't want to be beaten, then get away!"

Xu Damao raised his neck.

"You are a lost dog, why do you make me unhappy?"

"Then I want to see if you still dare to hit me."

This bastard embodies the word disgusting.

If He Yuzhu didn't want to move now, he would have stood up and slapped him twice.

Seeing He Yuzhu's sad look, Xu Damao smiled even more happily.

Laughing and clapping.

"Not bad, you look like this, I feel really comfortable in my heart."

"How about this, you hand over my wife, and I'll give you the room in my house near the pigsty."

"That way you won't be sleeping on the street, will you?"

He Yuzhu stood up abruptly.

Xu Damao instinctively took a few steps back.

Instinctive responses are the most authentic responses.

Xu Damao is still afraid of He Yuzhu from the bottom of his heart, which can be seen from his performance.

"Grandson, if you want to experience the feeling of being beaten, then you can continue to jump in front of me."

"This is the second time I've reminded you."

Xu Damao was also very dissatisfied with his weakness just now.

Gritting his teeth, Xu Damao said coldly.

"Then I want to see, what can you do to me?"

"Hurry up and get out of here, don't let me see you!" There was a sudden roar from outside the door.

Xu Damao suddenly turned his face away.

"If I don't leave, what can you do to me..."

Before Xu Damao finished speaking, someone outside the door came in, and Xu Damao could see his face clearly.

"Yang, Yang, Director Yang?" Xu Damao swallowed tremblingly.

Factory Manager Yang is usually the one he tries to curry favor with.

But every flattery was not very successful, and many times there was a feeling of a hot face with a cold butt.

"You ask me what can I do to you? Then tell me what I can do to you?" Director Yang scolded and stared at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao gave up immediately, and ran to the door without saying a word, as if fleeing for his life, and disappeared in a flash.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of jumping clown."

"Tell me what happened to you? Why did you split up and only gave you a small woodshed?" Director Yang asked with concern.

He Yuzhu didn't know what conditions they used to decide that they only had one small woodshed.

So he shook his head and said.

"I don't know either. The first and third masters in the yard are not here, so I plan to ask about everyone at home after get off work at night."

Director Yang nodded quickly.

"Yes, you should ask clearly. It's normal to separate families. But brothers have to settle accounts clearly, and there is no reason to bully others."

While speaking, Director Yang patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder.

"If you can't negotiate tonight, I can help you arrange a resettlement house in the factory. There are still vacant places. I can give you a three-bedroom house."

Three bedrooms?He Yuzhu was immediately stunned.

Allotment rooms are strictly managed.

Even if he is the workshop director, he can only get a one-bedroom apartment of fifty or sixty square meters.

For a three-bedroom house, at least three generations must work in the factory together to have the opportunity to be allocated such a large house.

"Director Yang, isn't this good?" He Yuzhu asked.

If this stuff gets out, someone will definitely wear small shoes.

Director Yang waved his hand.

"You don't even have a house now, don't you just sleep on the street?"

"Besides, the skills assessment will be held in a few days. When the time comes, you can get me a certificate of an eighth-level technician, and I will directly hire you as the chief technician and deputy factory director."

"At that time, no one dared to say anything to you!"

Director Yang's idea is very good, but it is not known whether the reality is so smooth.

But He Yuzhu didn't want such a gift, so he waved his hand decisively and said.

"Forget it, I have my own way, I won't sleep on the street!"

Factory manager Yang tried to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say.

Sighing, Director Yang patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, I'll give you a leave of absence for the next few days. You should take a good rest, and come back to work after you adjust your state and deal with your own affairs."

After explaining, Director Yang turned and left the kitchen.

He Yuzhu scratched his head and sat back to the position just now.

Soon it was time to get off work, and He Yuzhu left the rolling mill on his bicycle without telling anyone.

When Lin Fang changed into a new skirt and was about to show He Yuzhu, she realized that He Yuzhu had left.

"Why didn't you tell me your master is gone?"

Maya looked helpless.

"Shall I go to the women's locker room?"

Lin Fang rolled her eyes.

"You kid is a dead-brainer, won't you grab him?"

Ma Hua walked to Lin Fang with a broom.

"Master, what's the matter with you and Master? How can you see that you didn't say a word today, did you have some conflicts?"

Lin Fang wanted to explain, but felt it was unnecessary.

"Okay, it has nothing to do with you kid, go to your class well!"

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Back in the yard, He Yuzhu parked his bicycle in the shed.

"Hey, the big red man is back!" came a strange voice.

He Yuzhu followed the sound and looked.

It was Qin Huairu who was standing in front of He Yuzhu's house who spoke.

"Why are you standing in front of my house?"

"Is this your house? Why don't I know?" Qin Huairu took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his bag while speaking.

"Isn't this He Yushui's house?"

He Yuzhu nodded.

"Okay, you have the final say!"

With his hands behind his back, He Yuzhu started wandering around the yard whistling.

"Hey, San Niang, are you eating? I can smell the aroma even outside the door!"

Yan Bugui's family was preparing for dinner, and before the chopsticks could move, He Yuzhu suddenly walked in from the door.

He didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and sat directly next to Yan Bugui.

"Third Master is living a good life. There is roast chicken and scrambled eggs with leeks."

While speaking, He Yuzhu reached out and grabbed a piece of muscle in the plate.

"You, you, why are you grabbing it?" Yan Bugui trembled with anger.

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