Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Near noon, Zheng Song rode his bicycle and hurried from the police station to the Ma family yard.

As he walked through the alleys, the sun shone on his body and the breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was already sweating profusely.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and pushed the cart up the stairs. Just as he was about to call the door, he found that the courtyard door was slightly ajar.

Zheng Song pushed open the gate and walked into the yard.

But just after he walked a short distance, he was greeted by the aroma of food, which was so tempting that he couldn't help swallowing.

This time he didn't even lock his bicycle. Zheng Song leaned it against the wall and strode straight into the kitchen.

As he stepped into the kitchen, an even stronger aroma filled his nostrils, making him salivate.

Zheng Song looked up and saw a familiar figure busy in front of the stove. It was his junior fellow apprentice He Yuzhu whom he had not seen for several years.

"Haha! Zhuzi, you're finally back!"

He Yuzhu heard the laughter, but did not stop stir-frying. He skillfully took the food out of the pot and put it on a plate.

He picked up the plate, turned around, and looked at Zheng Song who was walking towards him, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Brother, long time no see! We have to have a few more drinks later!"

As he spoke, He Yuzhu handed him the plate in his hand and added a ladle of water to the pot, finishing the preparation of today's lunch.

Zheng Song took the plate, held it up and took a deep breath of the aroma, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Zhu Zi, why does this dish taste better than before? Is it because I haven't eaten it for a long time or has your cooking skills improved again?"

He Yuzhu took off his apron and laughed. He didn't answer him, but asked, "Brother, let's just eat it. Wouldn't it be better if it smells better?"

Zheng Song laughed and walked to the counter with him to prepare to serve the dishes.

"Zhu Zi, you are right. We are in for a treat today, but it's a pity that your sister-in-law can't come at noon."

He Yuzhu was putting dishes on the tray. Hearing this, he turned his gaze to Zheng Song and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, we can continue tonight. But you have to notify us. I will only be responsible for cooking."

Zheng Song patted his shoulder vigorously, his tone very happy: "You are still the same as before, I will make sure to notify you in time."

After saying that, the two of them smiled at each other and started to get busy. The dishes on the table were quickly put into trays.

Zheng Song and He Yuzhu walked out together, recalling the feeling of being patted on the shoulder just now, and was secretly surprised that his kung fu might be even more powerful.

He turned his head and asked He Yuzhu curiously, "Zhuzi, how is your boxing training going now?"

He Yuzhu did not stop, holding the tray steadily in his hands. He turned to Zheng Song and raised his eyebrows, showing a smug expression but saying nothing.

When Zheng Song saw this, he knew that his boxing skills had reached a level that he could not understand.

In his heart, he admired He Yuzhu's talent, but he refused to admit defeat: "If it weren't for that year..."

He Yuzhu saw through it but didn't say anything. He just smiled and didn't say anything.

At this time, a large table had been set up in the living room, the dishes and chopsticks had been placed on the table, and they were just waiting to be served.

As the footsteps of the two people sounded, the aroma of the dishes on the tray wafted away, attracting everyone's attention.

"The food is here!"

He Yuzhu shouted and everyone helped to put the dishes on the table.

In a short while, the table was filled with various delicacies, which whetted people's appetite.

Ma Changyu looked at the lively and warm scene in front of him, and when he thought about today's competition, the smile on his face became even brighter. His kung fu would have successors.

He took the bottle, poured himself the medicinal wine He Yuzhu had sent, raised his glass and said, "Today is a big reunion, let's drink together!"

"cheers!"

The lively lunch officially began amid the laughter and joy of the crowd.

In the afternoon sunshine, He Yuzhu drove Chen Xueru away from the Ma family yard.

They first sent Yuping safely back to the backyard of the silk shop, then turned the car around and drove towards Nanluoguxiang.

After passing the Qianmen Tower, several magnificent buildings are being built in the square in full swing.

He Yuzhu slowed down the car and through the gaps in the fence, he vaguely saw several familiar construction vehicles and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

As we went along, we found that the roads in the city had been repaired and several avenues had become wider and straighter.

He Yuzhu rode his bike, moving easily along the avenue, while keeping an eye on the pedestrians around him. Before long, they arrived at Nanluoguxiang.

At the entrance of the alley, He Yuzhu asked a passerby for the address of the street office, and the two went straight to the street office.

When they arrived at the gate of the neighborhood office, they saw the sign hanging by the door and confirmed that they had come to the right place.

"Xueru, we're here." He Yuzhu stopped the car, turned around and said to Chen Xueru.

Chen Xueru heard this and jumped down from the back seat, standing aside waiting for him. At this moment, her heart was full of anticipation, and her eyes were glued to He Yuzhu.

Seeing that he had locked his bicycle, Chen Xueru immediately walked up to him, took his arm, and walked into the street office with him.

When they arrived at the yard, they were completely in the dark and didn't know which room to go to to complete the procedures.

At this time, He Yuzhu reached out to stop a street office staff member and asked politely: "Comrade, where should I go to register for marriage?"

The person who was stopped glanced at the two of them, nodded in understanding, and pointed: "I think you should go directly to the director!"

He Yuzhu took out a cigarette and handed it to him after looking in the direction of his finger: "Thank you very much, comrade."

However, the other party waved his hand and refused: "Don't worry, I just got here, you should keep it for yourself!"

After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Seeing He Yuzhu's frustrated look, Chen Xueru couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hehe...Brother Zhuzi, you didn't expect that!"

He Yuzhu calmly put the cigarette back into the cigarette box and turned to look at Chen Xueru, who was bent over with laughter.

"Xue Ru, let's go! Your sense of humour needs to be improved."

Chen Xueru took his arm, stood up, and followed He Yuzhu's footsteps to the director's office.

Arriving outside the office door, He Yuzhu reached out and knocked gently.

There was an immediate and familiar response from inside the house.

"Please come in!"

He Yuzhu searched for information about the voice in his mind, trying to remember who it was.

But his hands did not stop moving, he opened the door naturally and walked in.

When he stepped into the office and saw the figure behind the desk, he immediately recognized the person.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah!? Why is it you who is the director?"