Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The festive atmosphere of the New Year has not yet completely dissipated, and huge changes have already come like a tide.

At this time, outside the city, the Red Party fighters were busy in a tense and orderly manner. They were shouldering the important task of peacefully taking over the city of Sijiu.

According to the instructions of the Supreme Committee, the Sijiucheng Military Control Commission was quickly established in early January to coordinate all acceptance work.

The Military Control Commission quickly assembled a group of outstanding management personnel and provided them with comprehensive training to ensure that they were capable of performing the next tasks.

The lives of the common people in the city were already extremely difficult due to the plunder of the Jin and Yuan dynasties. Famine was everywhere and the people suffered from hunger.

To this end, the Military Control Commission quickly mobilized a large amount of food and supplies to provide relief to the people in the city.

The Red Party puts the interests of the people first, and only then can the old city usher in new hope and the people have a bright future.

On January 1, the municipal government completed a smooth transfer of power, symbolizing that the old city had truly ushered in the dawn of liberation.

The Military Control Commission acted quickly and took over every corner of the city, and food and supplies began to be mobilized into the city in a steady stream.

People were finally able to walk into the market with peace of mind and buy the long-lost food, thus getting rid of the long-standing shadow of famine.

February 2rd, the sixth day of the first lunar month, was a day destined to go down in history as a majestic and spectacular entry ceremony was held in Sijiu City.

The People's Army, with its neat military uniform and vigorous steps, appeared in people's sight with a mighty posture.

They were dressed in brand new military uniforms, carrying shining steel guns on their shoulders, and looked energetic and dignified.

This spiritual outlook, which is completely different from the past, allows people to feel the army's powerful strength and firm belief.

The entry ceremony starts from the ancient Yongding Gate, marches along the wide streets, and finally leaves the city from Guang'an Gate.

During this long march, the army passed through the bustling Jiaodaokou Street.

At this time, He Yuzhu was standing on the bustling street, witnessing this historic moment with the people around him.

As he watched the march, he felt an indescribable excitement and pride in his heart. He couldn't help but cheer with the people around him, and the voices rose and fell, resounding through the sky.

At this exciting moment, He Yuzhu's eyes were wet unconsciously. This moment will be engraved in his heart forever and become an unforgettable page in his life.

When you see the historical images of past lives appear vividly before your eyes, how can you not be moved to tears by this shock that transcends time and space?

Back in the courtyard, He Yuzhu's heart was still surging. The aroma and residual warmth of dinner seemed unable to calm his excitement.

He Daqing sat aside, looking at He Yuzhu's absent-minded look, and couldn't help but sigh.

He put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "Zhu Zi, is your soul still floating outside?"

He Yuzhu was brought back to reality by He Daqing's words. He calmed himself down and his eyes gradually focused on He Daqing's face.

He said solemnly: "Dad, the world is really different now. Did you see the entry ceremony today? The scene and momentum are unprecedented."

"The present era is completely different from the past era. You must take the things I reminded you of before to heart and not take them lightly."

As He Daqing listened to He Yuzhu's words, his expression unconsciously became solemn.

He remained silent, gazing deeply at He Yuzhu in front of him, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

During this period of time, he clearly felt that He Yuzhu had undergone tremendous changes, which made him wonder whether he should talk to He Yuzhu about those old things.

He slowly stood up, walked to the door, looked at the sky outside the yard, and took a deep breath.

He Daqing walked out the door and quietly observed his surroundings.

All I saw was a group of little kids playing around He Yushui in the yard, their laughter clear and pleasant.

After making sure that there was no one else walking around, He Daqing looked back at He Yuzhu, his eyes revealing firm determination.

He knew that at this moment he needed to put aside all his hesitations and concerns and tell He Yuzhu about the matter.

He Daqing turned around and walked back into the house and sat back in his chair.

He adjusted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, then lowered his voice and slowly told He Yuzhu about the long-forgotten past.

He Yuzhu's grandfather was originally a servant of the Tan family and had always been a kitchen helper.

Whenever the Tan family invited a chef to come to the Tan residence to cook, his grandfather followed behind the host and devoted himself to learning.

His grandfather showed extraordinary talent in cooking and eventually mastered the exquisite Shandong cuisine skills, which were later passed on to He Daqing.

As time passed, the head cook of the house, Mrs. Tan Zhao, became old and unable to do the job, so she hired a group of helpers to assist.

He Daqing was among this group of helpers and continued to work in the kitchen of the Tan Mansion.

During the following days in the kitchen, He Daqing relied on his diligence and wisdom to "steal" some of the Tan family's dishes.

Later, Tan Zhao was old and frail, and could no longer cook, so she selected suitable candidates from among the helpers who had achieved success in "stealing knowledge" and appointed them to be the cook.

As a family-born son, He Daqing spent the longest time in the kitchen, learned the most comprehensive skills in cooking Tan family cuisine, and mastered the essence of making main dishes and cold dishes.

In those years, Tan's cuisine was well-known throughout the city, and its reputation spread far and wide. Even during the Japanese occupation, many Japanese puppet elements came to taste the food, and He Daqing also cooked delicious food for them.

Time flies. After they surrendered to their daily life, with the death of the mistress of the Tan family, Miss Tan took over the management. He Daqing chose to leave the Tan family and went to Fengze Garden with his Shandong cuisine skills.

In 46, there was a labor dispute in Fengze Garden. He Daqing left Fengze Garden and accepted Lou Bancheng's invitation to register under the name of the steel rolling mill, mainly serving as Lou Bancheng's private chef.

At the liquidation meeting after Xiao Rizu's surrender, He Daqing witnessed with his own eyes many Japanese and puppet elements who had once cooked for him being shot.

He Daqing was so scared because of this incident. He thought he had escaped the net and was worried that someone would find out about it, report him, and drag him into the shooting range as well.

As He Yuzhu listened to He Daqing recounting these past events, a hint of curiosity appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but ask, "Dad, when you were cooking in the kitchen, did you really not do anything else for those traitors?"

When He Daqing heard this, his eyes immediately widened. He replied seriously: "Although I am a cook, I also know who my ancestors are."

He Yuzhu chuckled when he saw this: "Dad, I just said that out of spite. It's really no big deal. Cooking is a job that serves people. According to the Red Party, it can be considered as being exploited."

He Daqing's eyes were still full of doubt. He stared at He Yuzhu, as if trying to find out whether his words were true or not: "Zhuzi, where did you learn these words from? Are you sure?"

He Yuzhu smiled and replied, "Dad, I am your biological son, what can I lie to you about? As long as you tell the truth and don't hide anything, I promise that everything you say is true. This city is so big, if there is really a problem, how many people will have to be dealt with?"

After hearing this, He Daqing still had doubts in his heart, but he finally nodded.

He waved his hands in frustration, "Alright, I get it. Get out of here now!"

"Okay, I'll go back to the house first." Hearing this, He Yuzhu stood up and walked towards the door.

When they reached the door, He Daqing suddenly reminded them, "Don't tell anyone else!"

He Yuzhu didn't even turn his head, but just waved his hand to indicate that he understood.