Siheyuan: General He Yuzhu, loyal to his country

Yan Jiecheng could only keep silent; he did not dare to refute Yan Bugui.

The third aunt put the food on the table, looking reluctant: "You only know how to talk about your son. If you have the ability, let us mothers eat meat too, so that we don't have to look at others with envy."

Marry a man to provide you with clothes and food. The third aunt used to respect Yan Bugui very much, but since Yan Bugui has become a playground sweeper now, she is naturally not so willing.

It wouldn't sound good if this were told to anyone once we leave the house.

In other words, he is still the third uncle of the Siheyuan.

"Snapped."

Yan Bugui was very dissatisfied and threw the chopsticks in his hand directly onto the table.

"What's the matter? Have I wronged you? Let me tell you, I am the head of this family. If you want to eat meat, it's easy. Just go and earn it yourself!"

Yan Bugui's thoughts are still stuck in the period before liberation.

Yan Jiefang quickly stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth.

"I'm stuffed."

He didn't want to continue sitting at the dinner table. It was torture.

"You still complain about it being coarse grains? Aren't you eating coarse grains just fine? You grew up eating coarse grains, you're not meant for fine grains!"

Yan Bugui glanced at Yan Jiecheng and snorted coldly.

When Yan Jiecheng returned to the house, selfish thoughts had already been planted in his mind.

Since he is not destined to eat fine food, why not just try his best to change his name?

The moonlight was dim and He Yuzhu's family had finished their meal.

He Yushui wiped the oil off his lips.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I have gained weight. I am so happy."

After He Yuzhu came back from military service, he did his best to nourish He Yushui's body. Whether it was the famous Quanjude roast duck in Wangfujing, or the scented spare ribs, meat buns, He Yuzhu could cook many of the main dishes in other restaurants.

And it's easy to get.

Tang Qingfang pinched He Yushui's little face, and she also agreed with what He Yushui said.

"Oh, you have gained some weight. You have gained enough nutrition. You will grow tall and big like your brother in the future."

As the head nurse of the steel rolling mill's general hospital, Tang Qingfang didn't care how much He Yushui ate. Instead, she felt it was not enough.

What's more, He Yuzhu earns a lot. No matter how much a child eats, 500,000 yuan a year is enough.

Including odds and ends, one million is more than enough.

But their current assets are already in the billions.

After cleaning the table, there was a knock on the door.

"Dang Dang Dang"

"Who?"

He Yuzhu was not worried about someone coming in the middle of the night. With his status, even a thief would have to goose-step when leaving his house.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's me, Guangtian."

The person who came was Liu Guangtian. According to He Yuzhu, Liu Guangtian had collected junk for the whole day.

There was some sweat on his face, and the white towel around his neck was soaked with sweat.

His tricycle stopped at He Yuzhu's door.

He Yuzhu opened the door very readily.

"How was the harvest today?"

After He Yuzhu came out of the house, he glanced at the things in the car in the moonlight. There were mostly copper and a lot of rotten iron, but these were enough for a regular worker to earn two days in the factory.

"It's a full car, Brother Zhuzi, please check it out."

Liu Guangtian had a smile on his face, but it looked naive, without that ruffian feeling he had before.

People should follow the right path.

If you walk more often, your behavior will become more upright.

This is not something you can pretend. It requires long-term exposure to anything. People who are close to vermilion will become red, and those who are close to ink will become black.

"I bought these three stoves for 15,000 yuan. However, when I passed the two streets ahead, I met a scrap collector who wanted to buy them from me for 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. I didn't agree."

Liu Guangtian specially took out the three copper stoves.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu glanced at him and asked, "Why didn't you sell it?"

In fact, he more or less intended to test Liu Guangtian today. After all, whether a person's character will change can only be seen in reality, and a decision cannot be made immediately.

"Brother Zhuzi, you asked me to check it out for you after I came back, so that I could sell it at the junk station the next day. It was you who asked me to turn over a new leaf, so of course I have to listen to you."

Perhaps Liu Guangtian had thought of something, and he added: "If these three furnaces were made of copper, we could really sell them. I say let the owner decide. Brother Zhuzi, I can only sell them if you let me."

He Yuzhu understood the implicit meaning of Liu Guangtian's words.

This day was definitely an experience for Liu Guangtian.

In the eyes of others, collecting scrap is a shameful thing, and it is even like saying hello to mud.

But it is not the case.

He Yuzhu played with the three copper furnaces, then patted Liu Guangtian on the shoulder and said, "You were right not to sell them. These three furnaces are very useful."

He could see it, but he couldn't tell the authenticity of the copper furnace too early.

In this courtyard, anyone who has some treasure from the past will be coveted by others, even their biological parents.

They only see if their children are useful.

"Take these three copper furnaces home first, and you can sell the other things tomorrow morning."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, Liu Guangtian listened very carefully.

"Brother Zhuzi, are these three copper furnaces......?"

Before Liu Guangtian could finish his speech, he was interrupted by He Yuzhu.

"Just remember, don't give these three copper incense burners to anyone. Even if your parents ask, just say that you like them and that the Broken Marquis said they can be used as incense burners, so you can use them as incense burners."

Anyway, you can’t see anything from the outside now. At most, it’s just a beautiful work of art in the eyes of others.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Liu Guangtian became careful and treated the copper furnace as if it were a treasure.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

He Yuzhu asked again.

"No, I'm going to go home and eat something. My parents aren't expecting me to eat now. They think it's embarrassing for them that I'm collecting junk."

Liu Guangtian smiled self-deprecatingly.

Recently it’s because his elder brother has been put under supervision, otherwise, Liu Guangqi would have been ridiculed on a daily basis.

"You wait."

He Yuzhu brought out a bowl of pork ribs from the big pot at home.

The aroma of the spare ribs instantly swept away Liu Guangtian's tiredness.

His eyes lit up and he swallowed greedily. These were spareribs, a hot commodity that could only be eaten by his family during the Chinese New Year.

"Take it back and eat it. This is your portion."

He Yuzhu specially reminded that there was no need to say more, as he believed Liu Guangtian already understood.

"Brother Zhuzi, this is embarrassing. This thing is too valuable."

Although he was greedy, he knew that he couldn't just take it.

"You are growing up, and my family is not short of meat. Besides, you are working with me now, and I have never treated my own people unfairly since I was a soldier."

The implication is that if you follow He Yuzhu, you will have meat to eat.

"Then I'll take it. Thank you, Brother Zhuzi."

After He Yuzhu closed the door, Liu Guangtian wrapped the ribs with a cloth bag to prevent the fragrance from being smelled.