Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

He Yuzhu sat quietly on a stool nearby, catching the subtle changes in Cai Quanwu's expression and secretly confirming his guess in his heart.

This matter originated from an unresolved dispute among the older generation. As a junior, it was not in a position for him to comment, so he just silently pushed the wine jug over.

We are going to wait until Tsai Quanwu calms down before we talk about other things.

Cai Quanwu's eyes gradually lost focus, his past memories were drawn back, and past events flashed through his mind.

His family was well-off in his early years and he went to school.

But when the war came, his family was quite wealthy, and he and his widow were targeted, and before long, all their wealth was gone.

Cai Quanwu was unable to continue his studies and had to live a hard life with his mother, and his life hit rock bottom.

He was in his teens when things suddenly changed for the worse. Without any survival skills, he even had trouble supporting his family.

Just within two years, his mother passed away, leaving Cai Quanwu alone in the world. He had to do manual labor to support himself.

Living alone has made him a taciturn person, but he is actually very smart.

Cai Quanwu drank another glass of wine and glanced at He Yuzhu with a complicated look. The feeling in his heart for his biological father was indescribable.

But after so many years, the people in front of me are my juniors, so it doesn't make sense to blame them.

If he didn't look so much like their father He Daqing, they probably wouldn't have recognized each other if they met.

"How many people are there in your family now? I guess you're doing well." As he said this, he glanced at Chen Xueru inadvertently.

When He Yuzhu heard him speak, he knew that Cai Quanwu's emotions had calmed down, so he quickly stood up and refilled his glass of wine.

"Everyone in the family is here. There are only three of us in the city."

Cai Quanwu nodded slightly, but there was still a hint of confusion between his brows. Logically speaking, He Yuzhu's father should still be alive.

Seeing his suspicious look, He Yuzhu continued to explain, "A few years ago, my father and a widow ran away to Baocheng. I have been carrying rainwater all these years."

The wine glass in Cai Quanwu's hand trembled slightly, a frown appeared on his forehead, and he was full of complaints.

Why does this situation seem so familiar? It turns out that hobbies can be inherited.

Of course he didn't know that there would be a divorced woman with a child waiting for him in the future. This is undoubtedly hereditary.

Cai Quanwu tried hard to conceal his inner turmoil. He put down his wine glass, and his eyes showed a hint of re-examination towards He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu is in his early twenties. He was in his teens a few years ago and lived in Beijing with his younger sister. Now he has married Chen Xueru.

As he was doing business in the area, he knew very well the situation of Chen's Silk and Satin Shop.

"You are better than I was back then. You can even take good care of your little sister." Cai Quanwu's words revealed some admiration.

He Yuzhu knew his own business clearly. If he hadn't traveled through time, even a fool like He Yuzhu would have been schemed against and wiped out.

It’s just that he can’t tell these to anyone else, he can only bury them deep in his heart and smile.

"You're flattered! We've all caught up with the good times. Now that the city has been liberated, life will naturally get better."

Cai Quanwu's heart is as clear as a mirror. This is the truth. It may not be easy for him to live such a good life.

He Yuzhu's grandfather passed away early, and Cai Quanwu was young, so he did not teach him cooking, but he still knew that the He family had cooking skills.

Looking at He Yuzhu's figure and posture, he thought that the He family's cooking skills were passed on to He Yuzhu.

Having cooking skills does make one live a better life than ordinary people. After all, times have changed and cooks are no longer the lowest class people they used to be.

"It seems that the He family's craftsmanship has not been lost. You are not simple, kid! Just call me Uncle Cai from now on."

There was a hint of certainty in Cai Quanwu's words, and the two of them were no longer as distant as they had been at the beginning.

"Okay! Uncle Cai." He Yuzhu said as he filled his glass.

Chen Xueru finished eating the melon and looked at this sudden relative with curiosity on her face.

She glanced at the simple food and wine on the table, then turned to He Yuzhu and expressed her thoughts.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's fate that we meet here today. How about we go somewhere else and have a good gathering?"

He Yushui looked at Cai Quanwu and was very supportive of this proposal. Apart from writing letters in recent years, she had not seen He Daqing for several years.

Seeing someone who looked so similar to He Daqing today aroused the longing hidden deep in her heart, which surged in her like a tide.

He Yuzhu was keenly aware of the desire in Yu Shui's eyes, but this matter still depended on Cai Quanwu's intention, so he couldn't help but look at Cai Quanwu.

When Cai Quanwu heard the invitation, he hesitated. Even though the matter was clear, he could not accept it emotionally for the time being.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head and still shook his head firmly to refuse: "Next time! It's good enough that we have wine this time."

Seeing this, He Yuzhu understood his concerns and chuckled, “Uncle Cai, you have the final say.

However, the beginning of next month will be the beginning of winter, so why don’t you come over and eat dumplings with us? It will be more lively with more people.”

There was still some time before the beginning of winter. Cai Quanwu pondered for a moment, finally nodded in agreement, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

The atmosphere at the table instantly became relaxed and cheerful. Four people sat around the table, talking about light topics and laughing.

The sun sets and night falls again. After resting during the day, the two people are now sitting in the main hall of Tang Mingping's house, eating dinner together.

Inside the main room, lights illuminated the round table. The copper pot on the table was steaming, bubbling with soup, and the aroma was everywhere.

The two young men sitting opposite had similar faces and were eating with big mouthfuls of food, obviously very hungry.

"Dahua, have you noticed anything unusual at night these days?"

Tang Mingping lowered his voice while carefully picking up food for them from the copper pot.

The older young man opposite raised his head when he heard the voice, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, and shook his head.

"Brother Tang, the past few nights have been calm and everything is normal."

Tang Mingping looked at Xiang Hua, who looked tired, and nodded. He knew that this matter could not be rushed and he could only wait for the opportunity.

"Well, you two brothers have worked hard. Eat more. The weather has been getting colder recently. Please keep warm at night."

Xiang Hua looked relaxed, and scooped some more vegetables from the pot into his own bowl: "Brother Tang, that's not true. It's our job to get paid and do the work."

Xiang An on the side also quickly agreed, eating and laughing: "Brother is right, Brother Tang, you are welcome!"

Given Xie Xingsong's level, he can only be a link in the chain, and there are some things that require him to do personally.

Tang Mingping arranged the two brothers of the Xiang family to work at night because they were the most reliable candidates with extraordinary skills.

"We've prepared a lot today, so you two should eat more." Tang Mingping greeted them again with a smile.

Xiang An was younger and didn't care about being polite. He kept shoveling food into his mouth. Today's meal was indeed very good.

Xiang Hua looked at his eating manner, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes: "Brother Tang, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Tang Mingping waved his hand. This time He Yuzhu paid the money in advance, so there was no need to be stingy with the food. Only when he was full could he work better.

After the meal, the two Xiang brothers left Tang Mingping's house contentedly and went to the secret place where they were monitoring the Xie family to take over their shift.

It was late at night. The two brothers huddled in a corner, their eyes fixed on the courtyard, thinking that it would be another peaceful night.

Xiang Hua tightened his clothes to prevent the night cold from invading his body, and at the same time, he stared closely at every move in the yard with his eyes sharp as torches.

He whispered to Xiang An, "Xiao An, take a nap first, and then take over for me later."

"Okay! Big brother, I'll take a nap first." Xiang An replied softly, then closed his eyes and prepared to take a short nap.

As the night deepened, Xiang Hua rubbed his dry eyes and was about to wake up Xiang An to take over, but suddenly he noticed something strange in front of the courtyard.