Siheyuan: From Being Called Shazhu

The weather in June is much hotter than in previous years.

Now, at noon, it is impossible to stand outside in the sun.

It will get better sooner or later.

But it's not much better.

Now, the southeast wind blows in the morning and evening, just like spring.

The air is filled with dust and your mouth might be full of it.

But even in a weather like this, He Yuzhu and his friends still have to work hard all day without even a seat.

Starting on December 6th.

The Anti-American Association has begun a new round of calls.

Call on everyone to donate money and supplies so that the soldiers on the front line can have support from airplanes and artillery.

If the call for donations of money and materials after the establishment of the Anti-American Association at the end of October last year was just a broadcast and a newspaper report.

This time the call is really a call.

Every day, staff members sent by the Anti-American General Association were all over the streets beating drums and gongs to carry out propaganda.

On the streets and alleys, you can always see staff promoting donations of money and goods every few steps.

Moreover, in order to cooperate with them, it can also be regarded as making up for their lack of manpower.

He Yuzhu and his colleagues in the unit were required to cooperate in the publicity when they went down to visit the local areas.

In fact, there is no need for He Yuzhu and others to help with promotion.

The staff of the General Assembly alone is enough.

However, the staff at the headquarters only had donation boxes in their hands.

As for the remaining donations of supplies, don’t they still need He Yuzhu and others to help receive them?

Now, He Yuzhu and the others have a lot to do.

Every day, we have to ensure the safety of the area.

Occasionally, we have to cooperate with other "committees" in investigations or assistance.

The rest of the work is to help the staff at the headquarters to receive and count various supplies.

But these supplies have all kinds of them.

I won’t talk about foods like fried noodles that we learned from the Northeast.

This is normal and should be recorded according to the weight.

Shoes, clothes, pants, socks and so on are also easy to deal with.

The worst that can happen is that you can just record them piece by piece.

But have you ever seen anyone donating books, paper, and pens?

Okay, these books, papers, pens and so on can at least allow the soldiers on the front line to write letters home or record something, which makes sense.

The key point is that there are people who donate pig hair.

Yes, to be honest, there was something called a pig bristle brush, which was also a scarce item during the war years.

But the key is that this pig bristle brush is not made of ordinary pig bristles.

The pig hair brush, if it is called properly, should be called a pig bristle brush.

From the name, you can tell that this thing is made of pig bristles, that is, the row of bristles from the back of the pig's neck to the back.

There is still a difference between it and the ordinary pig hair donated now.

But after all, these things are what ordinary people usually save up to sell for money. Now that they have been donated, He Yuzhu and others will definitely take it seriously.

Even, I have to say thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Moreover, we are not just saying thank you to those who donated the pig hair.

Those who donated chicken feathers, cough cough, don’t laugh, they really donated the feathers from the chickens.

There are also people who donate bones, and so on. No matter what they donate, it represents their good intentions, doesn't it?

The supplies of He Yuzhu and his team were taken away one truck at a time.

As the staff from the headquarters withdrew, the donation boxes in their hands were also sent away one by one.

The "climax period" that lasted for more than a month is over.

We have entered a "smooth period".

In the streets and alleys, you can no longer hear the sounds of beating drums and gongs or mobilizing people from door to door.

All that was left was the "receiving point" of He Yuzhu and his team.

Now, He Yuzhu and his colleagues, whose workload was instantly reduced by half, can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He Yuzhu also got a rare two-day vacation.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been getting up early and going to bed late every day recently.

He Yuzhu, who originally wanted to sleep in before getting up to practice martial arts, woke up before dawn.

You know, it’s mid-July now, the height of summer.

What does it mean before dawn?

The confused He Yuzhu looked at his pocket watch and saw that the time was 3:.

Now that was good. He Yuzhu, who was still hesitating whether to get up, simply closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

But when He Yuzhu opened his eyes again, he was awakened by the sound of banging on the wall outside.

I watched He Yuzhu looking for the pocket watch that he had just looked at and whose whereabouts he was sleeping now.

He Yushui came over.

"Brother, you can sleep so well. It's already noon and you're still awake."

"Mistake, mistake, hehe, hehe."

He Yuzhu, who felt a little embarrassed by what his sister said, finally found the pocket watch that he had rolled under the bed sheet.

"I'll go, it's past ten?"

He Yuzhu was also shocked by the time on the pocket watch.

"That's it. Aren't you late now?"

Looking at He Yushui who was still jumping around foolishly, He Yuzhu also became anxious.

"You're late for kindergarten, and you didn't even call me. Come on, come on, I'll take you to kindergarten right now."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu hurriedly pulled He Yushui with one hand and tried to take her small bag for kindergarten with the other.

"Brother, is there a possibility that I have been on vacation for a week?"

He Yushui grabbed He Yuzhu's hand with a resentful look on her face.

"Uh~~~~"

This time, He Yuzhu was blocked and unable to move.

He has been so busy with work recently that he actually forgot about this.

So he let go of He Yushui's hand and changed the subject.

"Are you starving? I'll cook for you right away."

Having said that, He Yuzhu walked towards the kitchen as if escaping.

However, the resentful voice of He Yushui behind him came to my mind again.

"It's almost lunch time. I'll starve to death if you wait for me to get up and make breakfast."

As he spoke, Xiao Yushui pretended to sigh.

"Ah~~~ How come I ended up with such a stupid brother like you."

After saying that, he shook his head seriously.

"Okay, I had breakfast outside when I went out for a run just now, and I brought you some buns. They're cold now, but you can just eat them to fill your stomach. It's time for lunch soon."

"hey-hey."

Looking at He Yushui who looked like a little adult, what could He Yuzhu say?

I can only respond with a silly smile.

Then he would say, "Sister, you are awesome."

Just as He Yushui wanted to laugh because of the compliments, but had to keep a strange face, He Yuzhu sat down with peace of mind and started to eat his "love breakfast".

"By the way, who's making the noise outside? Why is it smashing things so early in the morning?"

While eating, he heard the clanging noise outside again. He Yuzhu remembered it and asked casually.

But He Yushui, who has been hanging out with Master Sun recently, has shown his sharp-tongued nature.

"It's so early in the morning, and other people don't start working until almost noon. That's already quite nice of you. What's the matter, you're the boss, and you're sleeping during the day and you're not letting other people work."

"Well, you're right, I got up late, my bad."

He Yuzhu surrendered.

"I'll take you to buy some delicious food this afternoon. In the evening, I'll make you whatever you want to eat."

"Really?"

After a day of delicious food, He Yushui's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, brother. You are so kind. It's not your fault that you got up late. It's all because Aunt Jia in the west room worked too early and disturbed your rest."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he nearly choked to death on the bun.

He Yuzhu quickly drank a few sips of water before swallowing the buns.

"No, Xiao Yushui, who did you learn all this from?"

This is because He Yushui is still young and has a naive and innocent look on his face.

If He Yuzhu closed his eyes and listened, he would have thought that a "tea art master" had arrived.

But He Yushui didn't notice it.

"Brother, don't you like what I say?"

Before He Yuzhu could say anything, He Yushui started again.

"But the teacher taught us that girls should act like girls and not be like those stinky guys."

"Did your kindergarten teacher teach you that?"

He Yuzhu now has a face full of question marks.

At this time, shouldn’t the idea of ​​“women hold up half the sky” be implemented from top to bottom?

How can you teach someone to be so weak and fragile?

"Yes, the teacher taught me."

He Yuyu nodded.

"Last time, I was with Xiao... uh..."

Having said that, He Yushui didn't dare to say anything more and looked cautiously at He Yuzhu who had a serious face.

He Yuzhu rubbed his face to make himself look less scary.

"Say, it's okay."

"Last time, I had a fight with Xiao Ming, and the teacher told us not to fight. After school in the afternoon, the old man came to pick me up, and the teacher told him about it. But the old man told the teacher that it was a good fight. Then, the teacher started to teach me about Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions."

Looking at He Yushui's cautious look, He Yuzhu was so angry that he laughed.

He was not worried at all about whether He Yushui would win or lose the fight.

Let's just put it that way.

Not to mention in kindergarten.

Even if you are in elementary school or junior high school.

As long as the age difference isn't too big.

He Yushui will not lose.

Even He Yuzhu was a little worried about the kid named Xiao Ming.

After all, girls develop earlier than boys. In addition, Master Sun would teach He Yushui some things when he had nothing to do, and He Yuzhu, as her brother, would always take He Yushui to exercise.

He Yuzhu was worried that He Yushui might not be too gentle and might hurt Xiao Ming again.

"Try not to fight next time."

However, seeing that nothing happened after Master Sun went there, He Yuzhu didn't say anything.

On this side, He Yushui saw that He Yuzhu didn't say anything, and nodded in ecstasy.

"Yeah, yeah, got it."

However, He Yuzhu is now considering whether to change the kindergarten for He Yushui.

After all, He Yuzhu doesn't want He Yushui to go out in the future and just say "As long as my brother likes it, my sister doesn't care" for no reason.

So, what's going on?

"By the way, Xiao Yushui, do you like the Dream of the Red Chamber that the teacher is teaching? If not, we can go to another place when school starts."

He Yuzhu asked He Yushui for his opinion first.

After all, He Yushui has been in this kindergarten for half a year.

What if there are a few of Xiao Yu Shui’s good friends among them, and He Yu Shui is reluctant to leave?

But unexpectedly, when He Yushui heard that they wanted to change places, he nodded frantically.

"Yes, yes, Xiaohong, Xiaolan, Xiaogui and Xiaohua all said that they will go to primary school in a few months, and they will no longer be children."

As he spoke, He Yushui began to shake He Yuzhu's arm.

"Brother, I want to go to elementary school too. Let's switch places, okay~~~~~"