Chapter 127 He Daqing (55)

As soon as Jia Zhang entered the room, she heard the deaf old lady sigh.
"Xiao Zhang really deserves it.
If she hadn't been the first to stand up and accuse Wang Mazi, there wouldn't have been any such thing today.

There are many ways to kill Wang Mazi. Why don't you just let others do it? Why do you have to step out and be the first to do it yourself?"

Hearing what the deaf old lady said, He Yuzhu just smiled and said nothing.

After breakfast, He Yuzhu and his sons went out to Shichahai to catch a bus as usual.

As soon as I walked out of the courtyard, I heard He Daqing say,

"Zhu Zi, what do you think about me teaching Qingshan how to cook in the future?"

Hearing He Daqing's sudden question, and remembering his waist-rubbing action just now, He Yuzhu knew that this must be the idea of ​​the White Widow.

So I asked back,

"My aunt Bai is pregnant?"

"No, why are you asking?"

Hearing him speak so confidently, He Yuzhu said unhappily,

"You've been married for almost half a year, Aunt Yan is going to give birth in a few months, but Aunt Bai is still not pregnant.
So what do you teach?

When Aunt Bai gives birth to a son, you can teach her then.
Don’t teach too much.
Just let Qingshan have a place to stay in this life.

If you ask me, Aunt Bai has a salary and will send Qingshan to school in the second half of this year.

How he can read it depends on his own luck."

Seeing Yan Bugui's wife wandering around the yard with a big belly all day, it would be a lie to say that He Daqing was not envious.

Now I heard my son say that he would teach me after he has a son.

He thought it made sense.
Then he forgot about the White Widow's efforts last night.
"That's right, Qingshan is still young, there's no need to rush, it won't be too late to learn the craft in a few years.

As for studying,
That's fine.

See if he is good at studying. Don't be like Xu Damao and the other two, who only read a few pages."

As they were talking, the father and his two sons had already arrived at Yandaixie Street Station. As soon as they arrived, they saw many neighbors gathered around a piece of paper and reading it.

"Lao Zhang, what are you looking at?"

"Hey, Master He, you're going to work too!
It's nothing. Those bastards from the Secret Service have blown up a lot of trams and buses in the city recently.

The Military Control Commission repaired some of the lines and barely opened six lines.”

At this point, he pointed to the paper with the rules.
"You see, the Military Control Commission has specially made a route guide, just in case we get on the wrong bus."

Hearing this, the father and son came up to take a look, then nodded.

"It's OK. The Forbidden City Circle Line we always take is still there. I don't have to worry about having to walk to work."

"Hey, Master He, you are too happy too early.
The line is still there, but there are fewer cars. It will be very crowded today."

Hearing this, He Daqing waved his hand nonchalantly.
"It doesn't matter if it's crowded. I'm not in a hurry to go to work anyway, so it's the same if I wait for two more trains."

"That's right. You're the chef. Just get here before lunchtime."

Everyone chatted while waiting for the bus. The wait lasted for more than half an hour, which was enough time for a circular tram to run.

Seeing the tram slowly approaching from a distance with the sound of "clang clang clang", a few neighbors who were late for work yelled and cursed,

"These damn spies, why don't they blow up the tram?

Now there is only one bus on each route, and I will be late for work every day."

When the train pulled into the station and they saw the train packed with passengers, they started cursing even more fiercely.

Then use all your strength to push it in.

Seeing that he couldn't get on the bus and that he would have to wait for more than half an hour for the next bus, He Yuzhu said,

"Forget it, Dad. Let's go!"

"That's fine, it's fine for the two of us. It's so crowded that it can make the rain water cry. Let's hold our legs!" The father and his two sons left Shichahai Station and walked along Di'anmen Street towards the outer city, which was closer to Wangfujing.

Just passed through Zhengyang Gate,

I saw many people gathered at the city gate, looking up at the top of the city wall.

He Yuzhu subconsciously raised his head and saw a large map of the war situation.

Then I heard He Daqing say with some surprise,

"Wow! Zhuzi, it's only been less than half a year and our People's Liberation Army has such a large territory!"

Looking at He Daqing's surprised expression, He Yuzhu said as a matter of course,
"Dad, we have only just started.
Just wait and see, in half a year at most, we will be able to chase the bald guy to the point where he has no way to enter the sky or the earth, and the other side will definitely be finished."

Or is it said that the common people in the imperial city have a tradition of discussing political affairs?

After listening to He Yuzhu,

He Daqing thought about it, then breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"That's for sure. With the support of the Shengjing Arsenal, our People's Liberation Army is much more powerful than before. It's easy to beat a bald man."

It was not just He Daqing who had this view, the ordinary people watching nearby also had the same view.

Moreover, after the public trials over the past few days, everyone has a favorable impression of the Military Control Commission.

I am also full of hope for my future life.

Walking on Zhengyangmen Street,

Although Dashilan was still somewhat deserted at this time, many shops were already open.

Moreover, most of them had signs of the Military Control Commission's Material Supply Department, and the shelves were well stocked with supplies.
It gave confidence to the people passing by.

Arriving at Fengze Garden, Luan Xuetang was standing behind the counter with a smile on his face, calculating the bill. He Daqing hurried over to explain the situation.

"I'm sorry, boss. I didn't take a car today. I'm a little late. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, Master He. It's not just you and Zhuzi. Master Guo and Master Wu are all late. They just arrived a while ago.

Actually, it's not your fault. It was the secret agents who blew up the car.

You and Zhuzi should take a break first, and wait until everyone is gathered.
Let’s start cleaning.”

"Okay, I'll go to the back and talk to Master Guo and the others. I haven't seen them for two months and I miss them so much."

As people gradually arrived, Luan Xuetang spoke for a while and then started to organize everyone to clean up.

Then he took the chefs to various suppliers to check out the ingredients.

When he returned to Fengze Garden again, he saw that there was nothing to do and asked everyone to go home first.

Strolling back to Nanluoguxiang, as soon as he arrived at Maoer Hutong, He Daqing saw Yi Zhonghai and his friends gathered at the entrance of the alley reading the wall newspaper.

So he asked,
"Lao Yi, what are you doing? Is Mrs. Zhang feeling better?"

"You two are back!
Mrs. Zhang is fine. Uncle Li prescribed her some medicine and she feels much better after taking it."

After saying hello, Yi Zhonghai pointed to the wall poster and said with a smile,
"The Military Control Commission has issued a notice to allow factories and shops in Peking to resume work and production. It looks like we can go back to work in the factory in the next two days."

"Congratulations, now you don't have to worry about eating."

"Yes, I didn't feel that way at first, but I got a little nervous when I saw you two at work.

Now I feel relieved.

By the way, Lao He, how was your work today? Did you have many customers? "

"Today we are just cleaning up. No matter where the guests are coming from, they will probably have to wait for a few days!

Lao Yi, you guys go ahead and do your work. Zhuzi and I will be back first."

(End of this chapter)