Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Ever since Baocheng came back, Yu Shui has been pestering He Yuzhu to buy envelopes and stationery.

He Yuzhu worked in the restaurant's kitchen during the day, and when he returned home at night he had to teach Yushui how to write letters.

When he encountered a word that he didn't know how to write, he had to teach Yu Shui the new word.

After writing the letter, He Yuzhu helped her put a stamp on it, wrote the address and sent it out.

He Yuzhu noticed the changes in Yu Shui, but did not change anything.

Yu Shui is just a little girl under ten years old now, and it’s a good thing for her to have someone to rely on for emotions.

The sound of firecrackers began to be heard sporadically in the alley, and the New Year was getting closer and closer.

The restaurant finally closed before New Year's Eve, and He Yuzhu began to clean inside and out.

The rain came to help, but it made things worse and made itself covered in dust.

Looking at Yu Shui's appearance, He Yuzhu shook his head gently, took out a few small bills from his pocket and handed them to her: "Yu Shui, you should go out and play."

"Yeah! Thank you, brother!" Yu Shui threw away the broom and ran out happily with the money.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh when he saw this: "Yushui, wash your face before you go out. Don't fall."

"Brother, I understand."

The figure of Yu Shui was no longer visible, only her vague response could be heard.

He Yuzhu looked at the new couplets posted on the door frame, nodded with satisfaction, clapped his hands, and walked towards the kitchen.

The chickens, ducks, fish, meat and fresh vegetables that had been brought back in batches these days were now being placed on the table.

He walked into the kitchen, picked up the kettle and poured some hot water into the basin, washed the paste off his hands, and prepared to steam the buns first.

The flames rose in the stove, steam filled the steamer, the aroma of wheat filled the air, and the large white flour buns in the steamer were already steamed.

He Yuzhu took the food out of the pot and put it on a plate, poured a ladle of water into the pot, walked to the steamer, and pulled down the stove damper.

As evening approached, the mixed aroma from the kitchen gradually spread throughout the yard.

The children who were playing in the yard before were now attracted by the aroma. They gathered in the corridor outside the kitchen, sticking their heads out to breathe in the aroma and swallowing their saliva.

He Yuzhu stepped out of the kitchen door, was surprised to see the scene, and a smile appeared on his face.

He waved to the kids and said, "Come on, stand in a line here."

Their eyes lit up, knowing that He Yuzhu was going to give out delicious food, and they immediately ran to the door and lined up.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Not long after, He Yuzhu came out with a plate in one hand and a washbasin in the other.

There were several disguised roujiamo on the plate. He tore open the big white flour buns and stuffed them with fatty braised pork mixed with shredded pork with fish flavor, which smelled delicious.

"Wash your hands first, one each, don't be in a hurry." He Yuzhu put the basin on the ground and pointed at it.

"Okay, Brother Zhuzi." The children answered happily.

They washed their hands obediently, took the steamed buns handed to them by He Yuzhu, and thanked him happily.

As soon as they got them, they immediately put them in their mouths and sat in a row under the corridor. For a while, the only sound was the sound of smacking lips.

Yu Shui came back from outside the yard with the remaining whip in her hand. She smelled the fragrance and ran straight to the kitchen.

"Brother, what delicious food have you prepared?"

When I ran out of the kitchen, I saw my friends sitting in a row, eating steamed buns in their hands.

Her eyes lit up and she quickened her pace and rushed into the kitchen.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see steaming delicacies on the table, and the aroma in the kitchen is even stronger.

Yu Shui was about to rush over to eat, but after running two steps he stopped, turned around, put the firecrackers in his hand on the window sill, and washed his hands with water.

She sniffed and found that the smell of gunpowder was no longer there. Then she clapped her hands in satisfaction and walked towards the table.

Not long after, He Yuzhu supported Zhang Baishu and walked out from the backyard.

"Grandpa, please go to the living room and wait. I'll go to the kitchen and bring the dishes over."

Zhang Baishu patted the back of his hand gently, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he nodded in agreement.

The two of them stepped onto the corridor, and the children who were sitting on the lintels had already returned to their homes.

He Yuzhu looked into the kitchen and saw Yu Shui standing in front of the table, waving chopsticks in his hand.

"Hey! Rainwater..."

Zhang Baishu looked inside when he heard this and smiled heartily when he saw this scene: "Zhu Zi, go to the kitchen! We are already here, so we don't need your support."

"Okay! Old man, please sit for a while." He Yuzhu said, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Yu Shui heard the noise in the kitchen and turned around to see He Yuzhu walking over.

Her eyes rolled around, and she quickly put down the chopsticks in her hand, and passed by He Yuzhu in a flash.

"Grandpa Zhang, please walk slowly. I'll help you."

He Yuzhu looked at Yu Shui's back as he walked away, a smile on his face, and shook his head gently.

He glanced at the plates on the counter and saw that each one had moved a little, highlighting the average.

In the He family's living room, Zhang Baishu sat at the dining table. His eyes swept across the delicacies on the table, then turned to look at He Yuzhu who was busy adding more rice.

"Zhu Zi, why do you have so many dishes?"

He Yuzhu worked non-stop, with a satisfied smile on his face: "I have prepared a lot of New Year's goods this year, I will make more for us to enjoy."

Zhang Baishu stroked his beard and nodded slightly. He knew that He Yuzhu was not short of money now, and since he said that he had prepared a lot of things, he didn't need to worry about it.

"Yu Shui, do you want rice or steamed buns?" He Yuzhu turned and asked Yu Shui.

Yu Shui touched her stomach, thinking about what she had eaten in the kitchen earlier, and felt a little full.

She winked playfully, raised her hand and made a small gesture: "Brother, give me a small bowl of rice."

"Okay! I see you've almost finished eating." He Yuzhu said as he poured her a small bowl of rice and placed it in front of her.

"Thank you bro!"

Zhang Baishu looked at the warm scene with satisfaction. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "Zhu Zi, Yu Shui, let's eat!"

As night fell, He Yuzhu sent Zhang Baishu back to the backyard and turned into his own living room.

The light illuminated the living room, and Yu Shui had already run out to play with a whip.

He Yuzhu walked to the cupboard and took out the prepared melon seeds and peanuts.

He walked to the table, put down the bag, made himself a pot of hot tea, sat leisurely in the chair, looked through the half-open door, looked at the night sky, his mind full of thoughts.

He thought that if he cut off contact with He Daqing this time, he would have less trouble in the future. Since he couldn't force it, he would just let it go and respect his personal choice.

Listening to the occasional noises coming from outside, He Yuzhu sipped tea, ate melon seeds, and enjoyed the rare quiet time.

This year, I was either busy in the kitchen or going to the front door to look for Chen Xueru. I also had to go to night school in the evening. I was very busy.

Thinking of Chen Xueru who was far away, her figure gradually became clear in He Yuzhu's mind. He couldn't help but wonder if she was missing him at this moment?

Perhaps soon she will receive letters sent by both Yu Shui and him.