Chapter 3: The Mystery of He Daqing's Departure

He Yuzhu discovered a problem. As long as he corrected his habit of getting anxious, he could find many problems.

Jia Dongxu followed He Yuzhu for a while, but seeing that He Yuzhu was stubborn, he had no choice but to leave.

He Yuzhu looked at Jia Dongxu's departing figure with an inexplicable expression.

In fact, Jia Dongxu has always been one of the better kids among them. He looks good and has a good personality. But according to Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu's greatest strength is his filial piety.

Therefore, He Yuzhu and his gang in the yard all think highly of Jia Dongxu.

But now when He Yuzhu looked at him again, he found that this was not an honest child.

Although He Yuzhu had lived in a daze for decades, his experience in judging people in his previous life enabled him to see through Jia Dongxu without any effort.

In a nutshell, the families of both the master and the disciple must have been involved in He Daqing's departure.

He Yuzhu stood there and thought for a while, then turned around and went back into the kitchen.

Master Wang Furong would definitely not come today. At about 10 o'clock last night, I went with Master to take his second child to the hospital. Master asked me to go back to his home first, say hello to Master's wife, and also asked me to say hello to the hotel manager.

But in my previous life, I was busy with He Daqing's affairs and didn't take care of anything else.

After the master passed away in the previous life, the fellow disciples got together. One of the senior brothers said that the master did not come that day and did not say hello, which delayed some important business of the hotel.

But my master never told me about it in my previous life, and later we lost contact, so naturally I don’t know much about it.

He Yuzhu watched his third senior brother cutting the meat for him, and his heart couldn't help but warm. He thought that he must have been blinded by a ghost in his previous life. He didn't associate with such a good master and senior brother, but instead mixed with those guys in the yard.

He Yuzhu stepped forward and asked, "Brother, is Manager Qian here?

Master is in the hospital with Xiao Shitou and asked me to ask for leave for him."

The third brother heard this and said, "Manager Qian is here, right? I just saw him arranging the sanitation in front.

You should go and have a look at him quickly, otherwise he might go out again, and he is busy these days."

When the new country was first established, many of the original rhythms were disrupted.

In the past, the delivery of vegetables was arranged by the vegetable bosses in the market.

But after the founding of the new country, those people also suffered misfortune.

It's not that those people are bad, they all come from poor backgrounds, the prices they charge for delivering food to restaurants are fair, and it's even more impossible for them to cheat on weight. It's completely different from the market tyrants in later generations, the main point is fairness.

But this is their attitude towards customers, and it is different when it comes to their peers. They dominate this industry, and if others want to work as food deliverymen for restaurants, those food tyrants will drive them away with real weapons.

After liberation, those who had blood on their hands all suffered misfortune.

Besides, the currency is not stable at this time and the price changes every day.

Therefore, in the past two years, the restaurant’s supply of meat and vegetables has never been straightened out, and Manager Qian has to go to the market in person to negotiate.

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu hurriedly ran to the office and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

When I ran further outside, I saw Manager Qian riding his bike and heading out.

He Yuzhu hurriedly shouted: "Manager Qian, Manager Qian, wait a moment."

Manager Qian is in his forties and a very elegant man. He doesn’t look like a restaurant owner but more like a teacher.

Manager Qian stopped walking when he heard this, turned around and asked, "Zhu Zi, what's the matter?"

He Yuzhu hurried forward and said, "My master's second son had a high fever last night. He wants to see if the fever has subsided before deciding whether to come or not. He asked me to ask for leave for him."

Manager Qian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately you said it in time, otherwise it would have delayed things. I wanted to invite a few bosses to come over and try the dishes today! Well, if it was a step later, I would have ruined the reputation of our restaurant.

Okay, I got it.

Everyone has their share of bumps and bruises. You can go to the hospital later and tell your master not to worry. I'm going to turn down all the invitations today."

Wang Furong is the head chef of the restaurant. He usually does not cook anything but just stays in the kitchen to control the quality of the dishes.

But when it comes to gourmets or banquets, Wang Furong still has to do it himself.

The food tasting that Manager Qian mentioned was done with great difficulty by contacting the owners of several nearby factories, in an attempt to attract business to the store.

This is just like a blind date between a man and a woman, the first impression is very important.

After Manager Qian finished giving his instructions, He Yuzhu did not leave. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "Manager Qian, I have to ask for leave from you as well. Something happened at home. Someone in the courtyard just told me that my father ran off with a widow. My little sister is the only one left at home, so I have to go back to see her."

"Ah? Your father? Really?" Manager Qian was also surprised.

It is not easy to be an apprentice in a shop these days. Although the three teachers and two banquets can be sloppy, but the family background check and the acquaintances guaranteeing are inevitable. So although Manager Qian is not familiar with He Daqing, he knows who he is.

Now that he heard that He Daqing ran away for a widow, Manager Qian was full of disbelief.

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. I don't know what my father is thinking. My mother has been gone for so many years, and my brothers and sisters didn't object to him remarrying. I don't know why he would take this step."

"Alright, alright. It's hard for you to endure it here for so long. Go home quickly and take care of the house before you come back. I'll talk to your master on your behalf." Manager Qian saw He Yuzhu's look and quickly advised.

He Yuzhu bowed and said, "Thank you, Manager Qian."

After that, he turned around and left.

He Yuzhu said hello to his third senior brother again and walked towards home.

I walked and thought all the way, and didn't go directly home.

Instead, he went to the police station in Nanluoguxiang and said to the soldier standing guard at the door: "Comrade, I want to report a case. My father disappeared yesterday."

Well, the police station, the name was changed only in the past two years.

Upon hearing this, the soldier's face became serious and he pointed He Yuzhu inside.

The person who greeted He Yuzhu was a middle-aged soldier wearing a dark green cotton military uniform. In the past two years, the streets have been under the transition from military control to civilian control. On the contrary, the police station was the first to unify the uniforms. This is because the comrades in the police station have a heavier task, they have to maintain public order, guard against enemy spies, and many tasks need them to perform.

The middle-aged comrade's surname was Xia. He was an old investigator. He sat behind his desk with a notebook in his hand and asked He Yuzhu, "Comrade, you said your father is missing. Can you tell me what happened?"

He Yuzhu told the story of He Daqing abandoning his family and son. The middle-aged comrade asked in confusion: "Comrade, do you want me to help you find your father?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, “Comrade, no, I suspect my house was robbed.

One is that my father is in charge of all the money in the house, so even if he leaves, he won’t turn the house upside down.

Besides, as the saying goes, even a tiger won’t eat its own cubs. My father was willing to leave the house to my brother and me. It’s impossible that he didn’t leave any living expenses for us who have no income. Did he want to starve us to death at home?

So what's the point of him leaving the house to us?"

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