Siheyuan: From Being Called Shazhu

He Yuzhu spent a whole year in the south.

This year, He Yuzhu felt like he had been upgraded.

From the very beginning, I spent a month in Leiyang, Hunan, which was considered a "newbie training camp".

Every day, I follow the logistics chief of the regiment in the division to manage this and check that, which is relatively easy.

From the second month, He Yuzhu officially left the group.

And this time, the regiment has been organized into a "Type B organization".

However, where can a regiment that has just come down from the battlefield of "Type A organization" go as "Type B"?

He Yuzhu no longer looks like a logistics supervisor.

Instead, he's more like a combat supervisor.

Every day, I either recover my physical strength with my comrades, or practice various technical and tactical movements with them.

To be honest, for He Yuzhu, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, these are not child's play, but he can still get through it by gritting his teeth.

Do you know what annoyed He Yuzhu the most during the two months he spent in the regiment?

What He Yuzhu hates most is the return of the south wind.

Yes, you read it right, it is Hui Nan Tian.

If He Yuzhu remembers correctly, he arrived in Leiyang on February 2th.

The day we traveled from Leiyang to the regiment headquarters in Shenzhen should have been March 3th.

It is the tail end of the journey back to Nantian from Shenzhen.

This also allowed He Yuzhu to experience what it means when washed clothes are not dry even if they are hung outside.

However, He Yuzhu also got to see what a special zone under construction is.

It was exactly the same as what was written in the book, a small fishing village that was changing day by day.

Moreover, He Yuzhu also learned a little-known fact.

That is, the place name "Shenzhen" is actually not new.

But it exists in itself.

As history has proven, the last domestic stop of the Guangzhou-Kowloon Railway at that time was called Shenzhen Station, and the next stop was the familiar Luohu Port.

Go further and you will reach the New Territories of Hong Kong Island.

And now Bao'an County, the predecessor of Shenzhen, which was renamed just two years ago, also has it.

However, it is still more than 10 kilometers away from the current "Shenzhen" - Shenzhenyu.

Well, we’ve gone off topic. Let’s get back to business.

In this way, He Yuzhu trained for two months in the "unique" "high temperature" of Guangdong Province, and was then transferred to Yunnan Province.

This time, it's no joke.

He Yuzhu really started to lead the team into the battlefield.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, He Yuzhu had not yet experienced what a "jungle meat grinder" was.

I first felt an unprecedented, suffocating heat.

Even though He Yuzhu has already adapted to life in Guangdong Province for two months.

But, to be honest, He Yuzhu is really not adapting well now.

Because He Yuzhu is from Northeast China.

Let’s put it this way, in the Northeast, whenever people mention deep mountains and old forests, the first thing that comes to mind is coolness.

This is not an exaggeration.

In summer, the perceived temperature in the city may reach 35 or 6 degrees.

But once you enter the old forest, the temperature drops instantly.

Sometimes, if you go in the morning or evening, you even have to wear long sleeves.

(Friendly reminder: Do not enter the old forest without a guide, as it is easy to get wet. And even if you have a guide, please be sure to wear long sleeves as brightly colored as possible, and tie your collar and trouser cuffs tightly.)

But the situation in Lao Linzi in Yun Province is different.

It felt like entering a sauna and it was impossible to keep clothes on.

However, it is not enough to go without clothes. Branches, thorns, and even unknown weeds can all scratch the bodies of the soldiers who have been "polished" for several years.

Besides, there are many poisonous insects and the like.

There are so many of them that even a small insignificant insect crawling across your skin can cause swelling for a long time and cause excruciating pain.

All of the above are just "natural disasters". Once you overcome them, you will get used to them.

What is truly “unprepared for” is “man-made disasters”.

During the half year that He Yuzhu led the team to "travel the line" from the forward command post to the front line.

Bombardment is commonplace.

Surprise attacks from behind by small groups of enemies are a common experience.

Mine sweeping is also considered a common "training subject".

Let's just put it that way.

In the later stage, when He Yuzhu and his team were transporting supplies, if they arrived at the front line in peace and quiet, He Yuzhu and his team had to make a few circles before entering the position, otherwise, they would feel that there was a trick.

To be honest, He Yuzhu is much luckier than his father in later generations.

In the past six months, He Yuzhu has stepped on a landmine.

The only difference between his father in the next life and his mother-in-law in this life was that the landmine was safely dismantled.

Of course, He Yuzhu was also hit by a shell.

However, because there was still some distance from the center of the explosion, the shock wave only caused He Yuzhu to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Similarly, He Yuzhu was also surrounded by people.

Fortunately, after a desperate fight like "burning the boats", they were rescued by reinforcements that arrived in time.

There are many more, but He Yuzhu always manages to turn danger into safety and lead the team to survive.

This also allowed He Yuzhu to stand in the front command with "full hands and feet" half a year later, and he worked with others to develop many logistical supply strategies in three months.

To be honest, this year was the fastest year in He Yuzhu's entire two lives combined.

No, you can’t say “passed the fastest”.

Because "time passes fastest" is used to express "day after day, year after year" after work.

Here, the correct word would be "the most exciting".

During this year, He Yuzhu's life was "different" and wonderful every day.

I met many comrades-in-arms, and also made many friends who would live and die for me.

To be a little sentimental, at the same time, it also bid farewell to many "unsung" heroes.

This made He Yuzhu's eyes tear up countless times.

Alas~~~~~

Just like when he came, He Yuzhu came back alone, wearing a slightly worn but very clean military uniform, and carrying a simple luggage.

After leaving the train station, He Yuzhu felt as if he was in another world.

This time, He Yuzhu is not being pretentious.

But it is true.

It's 82 years now, and it's been almost four years since the reform and opening up. It's no exaggeration to say that the market in Beijing is changing every day.

Let's do the math. It's been a year since He Yuzhu left. How much has the capital changed? No, let's just say people have changed.

In addition, although the Chinese New Year is earlier this year, it is already mid-February in the lunar calendar.

But the New Year atmosphere is always there.

Adding all these together, the train station is currently one of the places with the highest passenger flow, with people coming and going, so who wouldn’t have a happy smile on their face?

This made He Yuzhu, who had just come down from a battlefield full of gunfire, seem a little out of place.

However, book friends have all said it.

When war breaks out, as long as you have faith in your heart, you will not be lost.

Obviously, after a brief moment of confusion, He Yuzhu smiled happily.

"Hey, man, are you going to leave or not? If not, can we get out of the way?"

Well, what you said will come true.

"Hey, hey, let's go now, let's go now."

He Yuzhu didn't waste any words. He smiled and agreed, then took a few quick steps forward.

"Hey, Zhuzi is back. I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard he went to hunt monkeys? How many did he kill?"

"Brother He, it's been a while since we last met. Did you complete the mission with honor? Didn't you bring back any souvenirs to amuse everyone?"

"Lao He, I didn't expect you to come back alive. This is really unfair."

After He Yuzhu reported to the designated location and returned to the familiar compound, those familiar people greeted He Yuzhu in a familiar way.

Not to mention, it’s quite cordial.

He Yuzhu responded with a smile and was able to go home.

Now, the place that He Yuzhu can call "home" is naturally Master Sun's home.

He dug out the key to his house from the deepest part of his luggage, and without any fear of home, He Yuzhu opened the door naturally.

"Pillar?"

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

"A pillar, it really is a pillar."

In the room, three old men who were playing chess loudly stood up excitedly when they saw He Yuzhu coming back.

He even ignored the small chess table in front of him that was suitable for the three old men to play chess and knocked over, and ran straight towards He Yuzhu.

Otherwise, they would just say old kids.

When the "child" who had not been seen for a year came back, and he came back from the battlefield, the three old men's eyes were red without them realizing it after asking about his well-being.

Even Old Qiantou, who was usually the most sentimental, began to wipe away his tears.

Not to mention Master Sun, who was the first to take care of the child and even had the household registration under his name, turned his back and secretly wiped his eyes.

"Hey, hey, what's the big deal? I'm fine."

He Yuzhu still remembers the method of coaxing such old people.

While turning around to show the three old men his integrity, he pretended to be wronged and continued:

"Master, Uncle Wang, Uncle Qian, is there any food left? I'm starving. You can't ask me to cook right after I get back, right?"

"Hey, hey, yes, yes."

After He Yuzhu mentioned this, Master Sun reacted.

"Zhu Zi, just wait, Master will make you some noodles right away."

Having said that, Master Sun really rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go to the kitchen.

The other two old guys are similar.

Similarly, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go to the kitchen.

However, He Yuzhu couldn't really let these three old men cook for themselves.

After all, among these three, the youngest one is already 78 years old this year.

The oldest, Master Sun, is 83 years old this year.

He Yuzhu had just finished an exciting thing and was sweating all over. If something bad happened, what would he do?

He Yuzhu quickly reached out to stop him.

"No, Master, Uncle Wang and Uncle Qian, I've been gone for a year and you're just giving me noodles to eat? Forget it, I'll just cook a big meal myself."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu shook his head pretentiously and began to roll up his sleeves.

"Go, what do you know, you little bastard? As the old saying goes, get on the bus and eat noodles. You didn't eat dumplings when you left, so you have to eat noodles."

I've already said he's an old kid.

Master Sun suddenly pushed away He Yuzhu who was blocking his way and continued walking towards the kitchen.

Old Wang and Old Qian did the same thing. They dodged He Yuzhu who was blocking them and walked towards the kitchen.

He was muttering to himself as he walked.

"What's wrong with Zhuzi? Why are you not so steady this time?"

"That's right. Zhuzi used to be such an obedient child, but now he doesn't even follow the old etiquette. Tsk tsk, it seems that he played too much outside, and it's time to concentrate."

???????

When He Yuzhu put up a question mark, it didn't mean there was something wrong with He Yuzhu, it meant there was something wrong with these three brothers.

Sure enough, when the three brothers entered the kitchen, the first thing they did was not to knead the dough.

Instead, he held his head and cried.

The three of them could tell that He Yuzhu was deliberately acting funny just to embarrass Sister Huang and the other two.

And the three of them were also cooperating with He Yuzhu in acting.

But can this emotion dissipate so easily?

The three brothers had experienced war before and crawled out from a pile of corpses. How could they not know the horror of the battlefield?

Even though He Yuzhu sounds like he's being easy with it now, the three brothers know exactly how much suffering they've endured.

Moreover, the three brothers have really treated He Yuzhu as their "own son" over the years.

To say I'm not worried would be a lie.

It’s just that the three old men are stubborn and don’t want to show it in front of He Yuzhu.

Or perhaps he didn't want to worry He Yuzhu, so he hid in the kitchen and only showed up later.

However, He Yuzhu knew all of this.

After all, the living room is only a short distance away from the kitchen converted behind the balcony.

The cries of those three old men were almost reaching the roof, how could He Yuzhu not hear them?

He Yuzhu was just trying to save face for them.

However, He Yuzhu still cautiously called the "health center" in the compound and asked them to send someone to give the three old men a thorough check-up.

"Noodles are coming."

Well, the doctor hasn’t come yet, so the noodles are ready first.

The noodles were just a very ordinary bowl of hand-rolled noodles with gray oil and chopped green onions in soup, with nothing more than two eggs in it.

It’s just that the bowl is a bit big.

Have you seen the big sea bowl in Haiwanju in later generations?

It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen it.

Imagine the size of a washbasin, and you will have a rough idea of ​​how much a large bowl can hold.

(Exaggeration, exaggeration.)

“This~~~~~~”

He Yuzhu wanted to say that they were feeding him like a pig.

But after all, this was a kind gesture from the three old men, so He Yuzhu had to accept it.

It’s true. Even though Master Sun is 82 years old this year, he has been cooking “formula dishes” for at least 60 years.

Even if I didn't work as a cook, it would have been more than 30 years.

But now, when it comes to cooking "white cases", Master Sun is still as strong as ever.

"How is it? Is it delicious? This is the first time I've cooked for you in all these years. You have to eat it all."

Seeing He Yuzhu's eyes light up after taking the first bite, Master Sun leaned back on the sofa proudly, then smoked his pipe with his legs crossed, bit by bit.

Unfortunately, he forgot.

Old Wang and Old Qian are also there.

"What do you mean you cooked it yourself? Why, Lao Qian and I didn't do anything, we just watched?"

"That's right. What's the matter? I don't have two. You, an old wall lamp, can't even lift a pot. What else can you use to cook noodles?"

You know what, the noise these three brothers make is quite enjoyable to watch.