Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the clear moonlight was shining in the courtyard, making the whole yard unusually quiet.

The light from the room shone through the window glass onto the porch. The electric fan was spinning "whoosh whoosh", sending wisps of fresh air into the bed curtains.

He Yuzhu hugged Chen Xueru, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked dimly at the wooden barrel filled with ice cubes on the ground, which was emitting cold air.

Chen Xueru lay comfortably on his chest, squinting her eyes slightly, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

She didn't know what she was thinking about, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a happy smile, her face as rosy as a peach.

In this warm atmosphere, Chen Xueru raised her head and looked at He Yuzhu with a misty look: "Brother Zhuzi, are you worried today?"

Her voice was soft and full of concern.

Hearing the voice, He Yuzhu came back to his senses from his contemplation, their eyes met, and he nodded slightly: "Xue Ru, there are indeed some things I want to talk to you about."

Chen Xueru sat up straight and thought about what had happened recently, but she couldn't think of anything important.

She frowned slightly, looking a little confused. She looked at He Yuzhu and motioned for him to continue.

"Don't guess, I'll tell you straight out." He Yuzhu patted her hands and said slowly, "I went to the house today and asked the decorators to change everything."

Chen Xueru was even more puzzled when she heard this. She had personally seen the results and the craftsmanship of the master was top-notch, so why would he change it?

"Brother Zhuzi, is there anything that is not done well? I went to see their craftsmanship and it is very good."

Seeing the blank expression on her face, He Yuzhu knew in his heart that she had no such awareness at all, and the tradition of not eating meat was not passed down for nothing.

"Xue Ru, the problem is that it's too good. Have you been to Chief Chen's yard? Is his house as gorgeous as ours?"

Chen Xueru blinked when she heard that, and recalled the house in Lingjing Hutong. It was indeed very simple and practical.

She understood in her heart that she was indeed a little too conspicuous and knew she was in the wrong, but she refused to admit her mistake easily.

Chen Xueru had an idea and lay down again, snuggling closely beside He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu looked at her little action and just smiled. It wasn't necessary for her to compete with him. It was enough for her to understand his intention.

What's more, Chen Xueru has grown up in a wealthy family and has not lived in poverty.

Naturally, she had high standards for decoration, she just wanted to make the new house better, so there was no need for He Yuzhu to blame her.

"Xue Ru, the wheel of history is rolling forward, and we cannot stop it. What we can do is try not to stand in front of it and be crushed to pieces."

It was the first time that Chen Xueru heard him speak so seriously, and she couldn't help but start to worry.

She held He Yuzhu's hand, looked up and stared into his eyes: "Don't scare me, is it that serious?"

He Yuzhu saw the worry in her eyes and realized that he had just said something too much.

He sat up and chuckled to ease the atmosphere: "I'm just expressing my feelings for a moment, don't be scared by me."

Chen Xueru's expression became relaxed. She rolled her eyes at him unhappily, pinched him, and said coquettishly, "Humph, I told you not to pretend to be deep!"

"Ouch, it's my fault!" He Yuzhu grabbed her hand and twisted it, but his face was full of smiles.

He changed the subject and said seriously, "However, after our wedding banquet, you should consider cooperating with the silk shop."

Hearing him bring up the old matter again, Chen Xueru still had some ideas of her own and was reluctant to cooperate.

In recent years, with the channels of the Soviet Union, the silk and satin shops have made huge profits.

Isn't this cooperation just giving money away? If the person who proposed it was not He Yuzhu, she would have probably criticized him.

When He Yuzhu saw her eyes rolling around, he knew that she was going to do it perfunctorily again and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chen Xueru was interrupted by his laughter and became angry: "Brother Zhuzi, what are you laughing at!"

He Yuzhu laughed and teased her: "I was wondering how you were going to trick me."

Chen Xueru's mind was still echoing with his previous words. He Yuzhu's guidance to her over the years had never been wrong, and her thoughts began to waver.

"Alright! Let's take a break first!"

He Yuzhu reached out and wiped her brow, then pulled the light cord at the bedside. The room fell into darkness, with only the pure white moonlight shining on the ground.

A few days later, in the early morning, He Yuzhu lay in bed and opened his eyes on time.

He turned his head habitually to glance at Chen Xueru beside him. She was still asleep with a faint smile on her lips.

He Yuzhu smiled with satisfaction, carefully moved Chen Xueru's hand away from him, and tiptoed up from the bed.

Even though his movements were still very light, Chen Xueru seemed to feel the movement. She opened her eyes a little, mumbled a few words vaguely, then turned over and continued her sweet dream.

He Yuzhu put on his clothes, stood beside the bed, looking at her sleeping face, shook his head gently, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

After finishing his daily morning exercise, he walked into the kitchen, opened the lid of the casserole on the stove, and the faint aroma of porridge wafted into his nose.

At this time, Feng Liping walked into the kitchen, saw He Yuzhu, and joked: "Xiao He, you come up so early every day. Since you came back, I don't have to make breakfast!"

He Yuzhu covered the pot, holding a spoon in his hand, turned to look at Feng Liping, and smiled: "Feng Ma, you should rest more in the morning. When I'm at home, I can do it."

Feng Liping nodded with a smile, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Okay, anyway I can't get ahead of you, so I can have some free time."

As she spoke, she opened the cupboard door, lifted the lid of the jar and looked at it, then turned to look at He Yuzhu, "Xiao He, it seems that there are not many pickles left. You need to replenish it."

"Okay, I'll bring it back this afternoon." He Yuzhu put down the spoon in his hand, "Auntie Feng, I'll leave first."

Feng Liping knew that he was going to help someone cook today, but she was a little surprised: "Why are you going so early?"

"Hey, there are a few dishes that require some effort, so we have to go early," He Yuzhu explained.

Feng Liping nodded and waved her hand: "Then you go first, don't delay things. I'll go out and buy some food later."

"Okay, you put it in the refrigerator. I'll be back in the afternoon." After saying this, He Yuzhu turned and walked out of the kitchen, preparing to ride his bicycle to the Lou family.

As the sky gradually brightened, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle to the door of Lou's house.

He stopped the car and looked at the magnificent villa in front of him, feeling a little emotional.

The last time he came here was four years ago. He brought rain here to verify his idea.

Memories flashed in He Yuzhu's eyes. In the past, he could only be scolded through the door, but today, he was invited to his door.

He pushed his bicycle to the iron gate, reached out and rang the doorbell, and waited quietly for someone inside to open the door.