Siheyuan: From Being Called Shazhu

As we all know, Qin Huairu has no bottom line when it comes to her family and children, especially when it comes to jokes.

Since there is no bottom line at all, even the veil is definitely not allowed.

Like now.

If it were an ordinary person, since the host has made it clear that the party is over and he is leaving, everyone would have to say a few polite words and then turn around to say goodbye.

But Qin Huairu didn't stop. She picked up the rag and started working.

"Hey, why are you being so polite to your sister Qin? Why do you need Xiaona to do this little job? I can finish it in just a few seconds."

He Yuzhu had originally only seen Qin Huairu's "shamelessness" in TV dramas and fan fiction.

Now, experiencing it for the first time, He Yuzhu was at a loss for a moment.

It took me a while to react.

"Sister Jia, please don't bother me. I have something else to do."

Having said that, He Yuzhu didn't care whether Qin Huairu listened or not. He poured the dirty basin in his hand into the sink, went back into the house, put on his coat, and stood at the door, looking like he was going to lock it.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was serious, Qin Huairu stopped doing what she did and followed He Yuzhu out.

But his mouth was not idle.

"Zhu Zi, it's already noon, what else is there to worry about? It just so happens that I bought some pork head and other things at the grocery store this morning. Don't be disgusted and have a drink with Bang Geng later. I'll take this opportunity to clean up your room."

As he said this, he wanted to reach out and pull He Yuzhu.

This "scared" He Yuzhu, and he dodged Qin Huairu's hand with a nimble move. After locking the house, he retreated to the middle of the yard.

"Mrs. Jia, that's fine. I really have something to do. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

To be honest, over the years, after He Yuzhu interacted with the neighbors in the courtyard and found out what they were like, he has been able to integrate into the community.

You can talk and laugh, and even play around with anyone in the courtyard.

Even Liu Haizhong from the backyard, or Yi Zhonghai from the middle yard, would be fine.

But it doesn’t work with Qin Huairu.

If you can hide, then hide for real.

He Yuzhu felt like there was a shadow in his heart that was always there.

Look, He Yuzhu has already driven back to the compound, but he still feels like he has goose bumps all over his body.

When he arrived at Master Sun's house, He Yuzhu lit a cigarette, calmed down for a while, and then he remembered.

"Oh my god, that bitch Qin Huairu stole the rag from our house."

No matter what, we still have to celebrate the New Year.

This year's Chinese New Year is a little early.

January 1rd is the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Don’t look, the “plot” is about to end now.

Normally, everyone should relax and do what they need to do.

But when the Chinese New Year comes, to be honest, the atmosphere is something that can only be felt at home.

In He Yuzhu's opinion, the remaining organized ones may not be able to catch up with the New Year atmosphere of later generations.

Of course, this is also the feeling of He Yuzhu, a later generation person.

For others, this is not the case.

Because they can clearly feel that the Chinese New Year now is much better than in previous years.

Still the same as last year.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, He Yuzhu went back to school to work.

The main thing is that He Yuzhu was one of the short-term trainees who stayed for three months last year.

Now, He Yuzhu has to go back and discuss with them the teaching tasks for those students who will come for further studies in March.

Yes, He Yuzhu already has two lecturers under his command.

He Yuzhu no longer had to teach students alone about "Military Logistics", a course that he had studied more and more deeply.

Now, "Military Logistics" is being researched by He Yuzhu, and many secondary disciplines have been developed.

Such as "Military Logistics Management", "Military Logistics Support", "Military Logistics Command", "Military Logistics Construction" and so on.

However, He Yuzhu felt that his research might have gone astray.

Because Director Hu from the Military Department came to see him more than once.

Every time, after asking about each other's well-being, he wanted He Yuzhu to teach in the Military Department.

Even at the end of last semester, when the department held a meeting to send off the three-month short-term training students, Director Hu from the Logistics Department said that He Yuzhu's course looked more like one from the Military Department than from the Logistics Department.

He Yuzhu was so embarrassed that he could only pat his chest to show his determination:

"I am a member of the Logistics Department when I am alive, and I am a ghost of the Logistics Department when I die."

Then, He Yuzhu was punished by Director Hu to write a 500-word self-criticism.

The reason involves feudal superstitions such as the belief in ghosts and gods.

this. . . . . . .

Fortunately, this is just a formality.

Director Hu was very satisfied with He Yuzhu's "determination".

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to specifically allocate a place to He Yuzhu from last year's quota for staying on campus to teach.

In a blink of an eye, half a month had passed. He Yuzhu and his two lecturers had already assigned the teaching tasks to the new students who would be enrolling in the new semester. Finally, they could take a two-day break before the school term started.

But at home, He Yuzhu won't be able to rest.

Master Sun's words, "Zhu Zi, our eldest son is going to take the high school entrance exam next year, and he has applied for a boarding school this year. You can take him there later," stunned He Yuzhu.

"No, Master, do you want to give this as a gift?"

He Yuzhu didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

Back then, when He Yushui went to school, he just asked He Yuzhu to drive him there.

After all, He Yushui was just a girl at that time, and He Yuzhu and Shi Xiaona had just gotten married. He Yushui and Shi Xiaona got along well, so she was a little reluctant to let her go.

But now, the eldest son He Wen is almost 14 years old.

Do I have to live on campus and get sent there?

Besides, there is still a year and a half before the eldest child takes the high school entrance exam. Isn’t it a bit early?

He Yuzhu looked at He Wen who was packing his luggage with confusion.

"Boss, tell me, you have your eyes on a girl, and living on campus will make it easier for you to stay with her forever, right?"

To be honest, in two lifetimes, He Wen is He Yuzhu's first child.

He Yuzhu didn't know how to educate him, and since He Wen was a child, he grew up with Master Sun, Old Wang and Old Chu.

Now, He Yuzhu and He Wenchu ​​are like buddies.

"My old man, what do you think about every day?"

To the extent that now He Wen even dares to roll his eyes when talking to He Yuzhu.

However, He Wen still explained it to He Yuzhu.

"Dad, the school we're in now is different from when you were in school. We're in the spring semester now, not in September."

? ? ? ?

He Yuzhu's mind was full of questions.

He even looked at Shi Xiaona in disbelief.

"Xiao Na, I remember your school also started in September last year. But because of something, it was delayed and it became October. Why did this guy say it was spring?"

Shi Xiaona, who was helping He Wen pack his things, also rolled her eyes.

"Old He, don't worry about what your son says. You don't remember anything. Several years ago, primary and secondary schools switched to spring enrollment."

As she spoke, Shi Xiaona also nudged He Wen.

"Don't worry about your dad, he's just a fool."

"Ah."

He Wen nodded and agreed readily.

After saying that, he rolled his eyes at He Yuzhu and began to pack up his things silently.

"Hey, I'm so grumpy."

He Yuzhu was not angry, he just rolled up his sleeves in a pretentious manner.

But He Wen's words made him confused again.

"Dad, do you know where I go to school?"

"Aren't you studying at the Yuying Middle School across the street? Back then, your aunt went to high school there, and I was the one who sent her there."

As soon as He Yuzhu said this, Shi Xiaona, Master Sun, He Wen, and even the little He Wushuang all looked at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was so shocked by what he saw.

In the end, it was He Yuzhu's little cotton-padded jacket that was considerate and ran over to pull the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes.

"Dad, my brother goes to No. 101 Middle School, not the school my aunt goes to. That school is so far away from here."

As he spoke, He Wushuang stretched out his hands and gestured.

"Hmm? 101? Where is 101?"

Now, He Yuzhu was even more confused.

Because he doesn't know where 101 is.

"You don't even know where your son goes to school?"

Now, not only Shi Xiaona couldn't stand it anymore, even Master Sun couldn't stand it anymore.

He went up and patted He Yuzhu directly.

"It's next to the Old Summer Palace, next to Aoki and Kyoto University, and next to your school. It was the Second Section of the Affiliated High School of Beijing Normal University, and is now called 101."

"Wow, boy, that's far enough."

As soon as He Yuzhu heard the place Master Sun said, he had a general idea of ​​the location.

"Why did you get into that school? You didn't find it hard to go to school these past two years."

Seeing He Yuzhu's face full of disgust, He Wen snorted, then stopped talking and started packing up his things.

But Master Sun was unwilling.

"What did you say?"

As he said this, he patted He Yuzhu a few more times.

"If Xiaowen hadn't heard that you were admitted to the military academy, would he have wanted to be closer to you, and would he have gone there from the farm every day for the past two years? Now, if the university wasn't too far away, would Xiaowen live on campus?"

"Grandpa Sun~~~~"

Don’t think that children at this age start to become successful early.

However, He Wen is only 14 years old now, which is the time of adolescence when he is very concerned about his reputation.

He Wen's face turned red after his thoughts were exposed by Master Sun.

But He Yuzhu didn't care about that.

He came over and hugged He Wen.

"Oh, you are really a great son of daddy."

As he said this, he patted He Wen on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Boss. Now that Dad knows where you go to school, I'll come visit you whenever I have time. By the way, if you want to eat anything, Dad will bring it to you."

Originally, He Wen was very resistant to He Yuzhu's "parent-child activities", but when he heard that there would be delicious food, he no longer resisted.

It changed into a face full of desire.

"Really, Dad, you didn't lie to me? Are you really sending me something delicious?"

As he spoke, he ordered the dishes with excitement.

"Dad, I want to eat the smoked sauce you made. It would be best if you could make me some chicken racks. I would also like some dried tofu and bean curd. If there is still room, it would be best if you could also make some large intestines and heart meat."

"Hey, kid, you're pushing it too far. Do you want me to prepare some white wine for you? And fry some peanuts and smash some cucumbers? Also, fry some egg sauce and make some pickled vegetables?"

Although He Yuzhu said this.

However, the more he talked about it, the more greedy He Yuzhu became.

Looking at He Wen who "disregarded principles" for the sake of food, Shi Xiaona looked helpless.

"Why did I give birth to a foodie?"

As she spoke, Shi Xiaona picked up He Wushuang and put her cheek against his.

"It's better to be a daughter."

"Mom, put me down. I want to eat the delicious food made by Dad, too."

As He Wushuang continued to struggle in Shi Xiaona's arms, He Yuzhu seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

However, He Yuzhu smiled.

Moreover, he laughed very happily.

"Okay, okay, yes, yes, yes."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu waved his hand.

"Come on, let's order some food. Tonight, we're celebrating my son's entrance exam to high school next year. We're celebrating in advance."

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork without ketchup."

Unexpectedly, Shi Xiaona, who was "sad" just now because her child was a foodie, was the first to respond.

But He Yuzhu is so disgusted.

“Pork in a pot without ketchup is soulless~~~~”

that's it.

The topic is getting more and more biased.

In the evening, the whole family even had a meal together.

If you don’t know, you might think that the whole family is celebrating the passing of little He Wen.

Before I knew it, more than four months had passed.

It’s July already.

There is a song that is sung very well.

It's called "It was a sunny day on July 7th, but suddenly it started snowing heavily."

And today is July 7th, and it is also a sunny day.

But there was no heavy snow.

But the university, however, went down.

Today is Shi Xiaona’s final exam for her first academic year.

As for He Yuzhu, although the school is still teaching this batch of students for a period of 6 months, they have not yet had a holiday.

However, He Yuzhu was still repeatedly told by Shi Xiaona, Master Sun, Old Wang and Old Chu to go and pick up his eldest son.

Because Xiao Hewen is in the last semester now... No, he should have finished his first semester exams and is preparing for the holidays so he can go home.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu left early and went to the school to pick up little He Wen.

But when little He Wen got on the bus with his luggage and a gloomy expression on his face, He Yuzhu felt something was wrong.

Seeing little He Wen's face that said "ask me quickly", He Yuzhu asked very "tactfully".

"What's wrong, kid? Why are you so unhappy when you are about to go home?"

"Oh~~~Dad, don't mention it, I was held back a grade."

? ? ? ?

As Xiao He Wen finished speaking, He Yuzhu's mind was full of question marks, right?

However, when He Yuzhu saw little He Wen's face trying hard to hold back as he wanted to laugh, He Yuzhu felt something was even more wrong.

He waved his hand tentatively and casually.

"Well, I thought it was no big deal, just repeating a grade. If you repeat a grade, then repeat it. When your aunt was in elementary school, she was persuaded to drop out of school. You are just a nobody."

? ? ? ?

This time, it was Xiao Hewen's turn to have a head full of questions.

"Dad, I've been held back. Do you mind?"

"I've already told you, if you want to repeat a grade, then so be it. It's you who has to study an extra year, not me, so why should I be afraid?"

As he spoke, He Yuzhu, who knew there was a "hidden story", lit a cigarette in a very cool manner.

"Besides, you will be the one calling your current classmates "senior brothers and sisters" in the future, not me. Who knows who is more shameless."

This time, little He Wen couldn't hold it anymore.

"Dad, look carefully. This is a notice from above. Now, the enrollment has been changed from spring to autumn, so all of us will have to repeat the grade for half a year!!!"

(To be honest, this chapter was not originally in the outline. It just so happened that the results of the high school entrance examination were released recently. The child of my neighbor’s eldest brother did well in the exam and was admitted to No. 13 Middle School. However, my neighbor’s eldest brother thought that his child was admitted to No. 10 Middle School, so he had to tell everyone. But in fact, although both schools are key high schools, they are located in different places. It takes 13 minutes to walk from No. Middle School to me. It takes half an hour to drive to No. Middle School. Moreover, students in No. Middle School have to live on campus.)