Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

"Pillar!"

"Uncle, if you want to talk about Qin Jingru, just open your mouth. It's already been done!"

He Yuzhu was about to go to work when Yi Zhonghai blocked his way again. He knew what the old man wanted to say without having to guess. He must want him to scare Xu Damao. Look how bad this guy is. No wonder he can't have children. It would be strange if such a wicked man could have children!

"You can handle other matters on your own. I don't want to get involved!"

After saying this, He Yuzhu was about to leave, but Yi Zhonghai grabbed the front of his bicycle again.

"What about Bang Geng? You have to take care of it. He has no place to live now, and your house is so big, it won't be difficult for you to make room for him, right?"

"It's none of my business, sir. Don't say that Qin Huairu and I didn't succeed. Even if we did, no one can occupy my house!"

"What are you talking about!"

Yi Zhonghai began to lecture him in the manner of an elder: "Why bother with a child? Will he forget you when he gets married? People should not only think about themselves——"

Damn it, here we go again!

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes and said, "Your style is so noble that I am ashamed of myself - but then again, uncle, isn't that kid living in your house? Why are you pushing him away? Are you finding it troublesome? This is not like you!"

"When did I push it away?" Yi Zhonghai said guiltily.

"Then let him continue to live there! You and Auntie don't have any children, and now you've got a grandson for free, just be happy!" After saying that, He Yuzhu pushed Yi Zhonghai aside, smiled secretly all the way and went to work.

But Yi Zhonghai was upset, because the thing he was most worried about had happened. He originally thought that he could easily control He Yuzhu by pretending to be an elder, but who knew that He Yuzhu's brain was like a light, very slippery, and he didn't fall for it at all...

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As the Spring Festival is getting closer, every household is getting busier and busier, cleaning the house, steaming dumplings, steamed buns, killing chickens and ducks to prepare New Year's goods, etc. The entire courtyard has entered a rare period of calm.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the authorities finally issued a document stating that the Spring Festival holiday would be three days, a nationwide policy. However, considering production issues, each unit was required to make good arrangements for shifts and rest...

The factory was immediately in an uproar, and the employees were all cheering. There was nothing they could do. When the four-member group was there, not only did they not have holidays, but they also had to eat a bitter memory meal on New Year's Eve. This was not a life like a human life. Now, it's good, they can go out and have fun again during the Spring Festival holiday!

He Yuzhu was lucky enough to be in the first batch, but he was not idle. It was the New Year, so he had to have something new, right? He first went to Wangfujing to buy a leather jacket, and then went to a tailor shop to order a new pair of pants. The original overalls were fat and big, and the colors were either navy blue or military green, which was too monotonous, so he asked the tailor to alter a pair of straight pants according to his memory. After putting them on, he immediately had long legs, and the rate of turning heads was great.

Finally, He Yuzhu went to the barber shop to change his hairstyle. People are very particular about this these days. They say that you can't cut your hair after New Year's Eve. You have to wait until after February 2nd, when the dragon raises its head, for good luck.

The Spring Festival in 77 was He Yuzhu's first Spring Festival since he came to this world. It was very memorable, so he started to get busy on the first day of the holiday. He rode his bicycle straight to the Dongdan Vegetable Market early in the morning. This is one of the four largest vegetable markets in the old city. Although today is New Year's Eve, the flow of people is still unabated, and the shouting one after another is particularly lively.

He Yuzhu spent most of the day in the market and bought a chicken, two fish and three or four pounds of mutton. Someone might ask, don't you buy pork during the Chinese New Year? Hehe, are you afraid of not having meat when you have space? The price of meat in summer is 10 cents cheaper than during the Chinese New Year! As for vegetables, of course they are not needed, because there are also in the space. It is said that the space is more useful than the refrigerator and never expires.

After leaving the vegetable market, He Yuzhu went to the candy shop outside Qianmen and bought two kilograms of crispy candies and several kilograms of White Rabbit candies, spending a total of nine yuan and fifty cents. Although it was a bit expensive, it was worth the money. These were prepared for Yushui's two children because they would go back to their parents' home on the second day of the New Year.

It was Chinese New Year, so seafood was of course indispensable. He Yuzhu went to Fengji Fish Shop and bought three pounds of prawns, five pounds of sea cucumbers, six pounds of abalone, as well as some scallops, shark fins, and various marine delicacies. He planned to make a good meal of Tan's cuisine, because he had never cooked Tan's cuisine since he came to this world, and to be honest, he was really itching to try.

“Oh, and there are Spring Festival couplets!”

He Yuzhu was almost home when he remembered this and hurried to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some red paper. In previous years, the third uncle had paid for his writing, but this year he planned to write it himself.

Before entering the yard, He Yuzhu put all the seafood into the space, and only hung a chicken and two fish on the car, so that it would not look so eye-catching.

"Oh, there are so many things!" As expected, the third uncle was guarding the door of his house, staring at everyone who passed by with his little eyes.

He Yuzhu is really drunk. This old man is really something. After so many years, he still can't change his bad habit of calculating. In such a cold weather, he doesn't stay at home and have a good rest. He really thinks he is a polar bear!

"Hey, Third Uncle, you're still standing guard here, be careful not to catch a cold!" He Yuzhu joked.

"It's okay, you can see through it!" As expected of the third uncle, his face is as thick as a city wall.

"Then you are busy, I will go back first!" He Yuzhu didn't want to be bored with him here. You are not afraid of the cold, but I am afraid of the cold!

"Why are you in such a hurry? Wait till I finish what I'm saying!" The third uncle stopped He Yuzhu from leaving. He smiled and said, "Zhuzi, you see, I've finished writing the Spring Festival couplets in this courtyard. Now it's only your family's turn. Of course, I don't care about those few cents. We all live in the same courtyard, so it's our duty to help each other, right?"

He Yuzhu burst out laughing. So he was plotting something here!

"Uncle, I will write it myself this year, so I won't bother you. See you later!" After saying that, he went to the middle courtyard.

Looking at the third uncle again, he had not yet recovered from the shock and muttered,

"Shazhu can write calligraphy? Impossible. I know he can play the erhu, but when did this kid learn to write big characters? Isn't this stealing my job?"

The third uncle instantly felt a sense of crisis...