Siheyuan: General He Yuzhu, loyal to his country

"Director He, this painting of yours, galloping horses, is simply an unprecedented masterpiece. It has many twists and turns, opening and closing, and is magnificent. The solemn atmosphere is vividly displayed on the paper, as if it were real and people dare not look at you. I can't believe that you are not only an excellent combat commander, but also extremely skilled in traditional ink painting." Ran Qiuye spared no words of praise for He Yuzhu. She even felt that she was a little exhausted in words and couldn't think of many beautiful words to praise He Yuzhu.

"well enough."

He Yuzhu touched his nose.

He took Ran Qiuye's praise lightly.

He Yuzhu possesses the [God-level calligraphy and painting master].

It's just a small thing like drawing.

Isn't it easy?

Unprecedented in history.

difficult?

Hold the handle in hand.

It just depends on whether he has the leisure time to do it.

If He Yuzhu cannot create a masterpiece that is unprecedented in history, then he would be a failure.

Just performed normally, nothing to be proud of.

"fine!?"

"This is just okay?"

Ran Qiuye’s eyes widened.

If this was just He Yuzhu's most average level, she could hardly imagine what kind of superb level He Yuzhu could reach if he painted seriously.

Unbelievable.

Hard to imagine.

Elusive.

Can't guess.

An old lady living in the middle courtyard saw Ran Qiuye praising He Yuzhu so excitedly, so she came over to see what He Yuzhu was painting.

"Good boy, Yuzhu, you can paint, not bad, not bad, really good. How much is this painting? I'll give you 20,000 yuan. Will you sell it? Our walls are all white, and we just need a painting like this." As the aunt said this, she took out 20,000 yuan from her pocket. She really wanted to buy this painting.

"Put away your nonsense."

"I'm short of your two dollars."

"Do you know anything about art?"

"You just open your mouth and take out 20,000 yuan to buy a painting. 20,000 yuan is just equivalent to two yuan in the past. You can buy a few eggs with this money. Why do you buy my paintings?"

"You deserve it too."

"You have no cultural level at all, and you just want to do good things."

He Yuzhu looked at the money in the aunt's hand, and then looked at the aunt's self-righteous expression. No, she really thought that He Yuzhu could sell it to her for 20,000, right?

He Yuzhu suddenly realized that the overall cultural level in the courtyard was indeed poor.

Horribly bad.

Sometimes there is evil in human nature.

It's not innate.

But illiterate.

No culture.

I feel like I'm an animal. What animals can do, I should be able to do as well.

"Pillar."

"Look, if you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Even if the deal fails, we are still friends. Why are you scolding me?" At this time, the aunt did not dare to show her face to He Yuzhu. She just said pitifully. The main reason was that Yi Zhonghai became the leader because he was promoted by He Yuzhu. Naturally, she would not dare to conflict with He Yuzhu now.

The old lady was eager to flatter He Yuzhu.

But the ability is limited.

The words came to my lips but I couldn't say them.

I suffered the loss of being uneducated.

"I won't argue with you."

"Let's play while we're at it."

He Yuzhu said.

"it is good."

The lady walked away quickly.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as He Yuzhu was not angry.

An old lady walked away.

Don't let He Yuzhu see her.

I was afraid of causing trouble to He Yuzhu.

Ran Qiuye asked He Yuzhu tentatively, "Director He, can you let me borrow your painting of galloping horses for a few days? To be honest, although I have graduated from college, I have been meeting with my teachers and classmates from my alma mater frequently. I want them to see your work. They must have never seen such a good painting of galloping horses. Such an excellent work should not be admired by oneself alone."

"I can also help you frame it." Ran Qiuye said again, worried that He Yuzhu would not agree.

He Yuzhu shrugged: "Then you can borrow it."

He Yuzhu doesn't care.

This kind of painting.

He can draw as many as he wants.

Ran Qiuye regards it as a treasure.

He Yuzhu actually doesn't regard it as a treasure that much.

Just a painting to record his state.

art.

It will not override He Yuzhu's life.

Of course, the main reason is that Ran Qiuye cares so much about He Yushui, which makes He Yuzhu admire Ran Qiuye as a female teacher very much. She is a real people's teacher, unlike Yan Bugui, who is a complete rotten apple.

"Yeah." When Ran Qiuye heard He Yuzhu agree to let her take the painting away, she nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

He Yuzhu continued to say to Ran Qiuye: "Teacher Ran, I suddenly have an idea. Can you come to the courtyard when you are free and teach some adults in our courtyard? Their cultural level is too low. Let them learn some fables, such as Yugong moving the mountains and two donkeys eating grass, and learn some characters. I will definitely pay you. If you don't have time, you can also find other teachers."

Ran Qiuye heard He Yuzhu's thoughts and thought about it.

"it is good."

"no problem."

"Our school already has an extracurricular tutoring task to reduce illiteracy. It is actually quite good to have it at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. It can serve as a typical example."

Ran Qiuye smiled.

It was an instant hit.

"That's settled then. Tomorrow night, if Teacher Ran is free, please come to the class. I will notify the residents in the courtyard." He Yuzhu said.

"Ah."

Ran Qiuye agreed.

Ran Qiuye is a very smart woman who is obsessed with literature. It is really stress-free to talk to her about cultural things.

Ran Qiuye left with the painting.

He Yuzhu went to find his wife Tang Qingfang.

I plan to take her and He Yushui out for a walk.

Take some time to relax.

He Yushui had experienced a kidnapping and must still be feeling frightened.

Need to slow down.

……

At this time.

Steel rolling mill, broadcasting studio.

As it was getting close to getting off work, Qin Huairu turned off the power of the microphone in the broadcasting room.

She has become increasingly competent as a broadcaster.

"Clang clang clang."

There was a knock on the door of the broadcasting room.

"Enter."

Qin Huairu said.

Her first thought was that the Propaganda Department had some urgent documents that needed her to deliver.

"Squeak..."

The door opened.

The person who came in was Jia Dongxu.

"hey-hey."

"Huairu."

"Today I was promoted to a second-level fitter, and you were the one who announced it to the whole factory. To be honest, I felt really happy that I could let the whole factory know about my promotion through you. Are you...really not going to consider me anymore? My salary has changed dramatically now, and it can reach 360,000 a month. Even without my father, I can still support my family and take on the responsibility of being the head of the family."

Jia Dongxu spoke to Qin Huairu with tenderness.

He still couldn't forget Qin Huairu.

I still want Qin Hairu.