Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

"Boom boom boom"

On a country dirt road, an old tractor was moving forward with thick smoke and a deafening roar.

He Yuzhu sat on the edge of the truck bed, holding the iron railing tightly with both hands, looking into the distance through the smoke.

The continuous roar of tractors was in my ears, and flat land was on both sides of the road, extending to the end of my sight.

At the end of the field of vision are undulating mountain shadows, which appear hazy in the setting sun.

Realizing that the tractor had stopped, He Yuzhu suddenly retracted his gaze and turned to look at Mikhail who was sitting opposite him.

"Misha, are we there yet?"

Even though the tractor stopped, the noise was still very loud. Misha shouted back, "He, you can get off now."

He Yuzhu nodded and picked up the luggage and bags at his feet.

The bag contained some daily necessities purchased during the afternoon shopping trip, including food and some practical items.

Mikhail lives in the countryside, and these gifts are affordable and not too expensive, just the right amount to express his thoughts.

The two men got out of the car, Mikhail raised his hand to signal, and took him to the driver's seat.

Even though the ride was on a tractor, I still had to step forward and thank the driver.

Mikhail came to the front and forced a smile: "Yuri, thank you for today. Come to my house and have a drink together next time."

Yuri sat in his seat, glanced at He Yuzhu, and waved his hand: "Misha, it's all a small matter. Let's have a drink after we're done with this."

Mikhail nodded in agreement, then turned around to look at He Yuzhu, and took He Yuzhu with him on the way home.

His family lives in a house near the foot of the mountain. The tractor can only reach here, and there is still some distance to walk.

Walking on the country road, Mikhail walked silently in front to lead the way, and helped He Yuzhu hold the luggage in his hands.

He Yuzhu followed him with a gift in his hand, looking around.

This place is close to the water system, and the nearby farms are connected together. It is far away from the gathering place and seems particularly quiet.

It is far away from the city and the air is not polluted so seriously, so the air you breathe is especially fresh.

After spending an afternoon together, He Yuzhu has already understood Mikhail's personality.

Although he doesn't talk much, he is sincere and a reliable partner.

What I need for this hunting trip is a reliable partner, nothing else matters.

Walking along the winding path, a small courtyard with smoke rising from cooking gradually appeared in their sight.

Mikhail was walking in front. When he saw the courtyard, a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily and his pace quickened silently.

When He Yuzhu saw Mikhail quickening his pace, he realized that the destination was ahead and followed him.

Just as he walked not far into the yard, two dogs rushed out of the yard and ran towards Mikhail, accompanied by a burst of rapid barking.

They have bright fur and sturdy bodies, and are obviously hunting dogs that have been carefully raised.

"Wow~"

Mikhail stopped and looked at the two dogs approaching with fondness in his eyes.

The two dogs did not circle around Mikhail as usual, but came to his side, growling at He Yuzhu with their muscles tensed.

Seeing this, Mikhail quickly reached out and stroked their heads to comfort them: "Masca, Spot!"

With his comfort, the two dogs gradually relaxed their vigilance, stopped growling, and stood at Mikhail's feet, wagging their tails.

"He, these are the two hunting dogs I raise. We take them with us when we go hunting in the mountains. They are my good companions."

The performance of the two dogs just now really shows that they are very well trained.

He Yuzhu nodded, not thinking about feeding the dog, as it would definitely not eat food given by a stranger.

Just then, a female voice came from the yard: "Misha, are you back? Are the guests here too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman appeared at the gate of the yard and looked over here.

"Masha, guests are coming." Mikhail turned around and answered, walking towards the yard.

He Yuzhu followed the man and two dogs and walked over together.

Maria's face gradually became clear. Although her figure was a little out of shape, her former beauty could still be seen between her eyebrows and eyes.

Come to think of it, in this era, beauties love heroes.

Mikhail, a veteran of hundreds of battles, can definitely be called a war hero.

Maria gently stroked the heads of the two dogs, looked at Mikhail with a faint smile, and finally her eyes fell on He Yuzhu.

She looked at this rare oriental face curiously, and when she saw him carrying something, she came up to him with a smile.

"Comrades from afar, welcome."

He Yuzhu moved the bag in his right hand to his left hand and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, Misha has a very good vision to have a wife like you. I'm He Yuzhu, you can just call me He."

When Maria heard He Yuzhu call her husband Misha, she glanced at Mikhail and knew that the man in front of her had his approval.

Maria's smile widened and became even more charming.

"He, you should follow Misha and call me Masha. Come in and have a rest first. Dinner will be ready soon."

At this point, Maria suddenly remembered the soup that was still simmering on the stove and exclaimed, "Oh my, my soup!"

She looked at He Yuzhu with a hint of apology on her face, "He, I'm sorry, I need to go take care of it."

After saying that, she turned to look at Mikhail, "Misha, you serve He first, I'll go back to the kitchen."

Mikhail looked at Maria who was hurriedly running towards the kitchen, a hint of love flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and invited He Yuzhu into the house.

"He, let's go inside first and eat together later."

He Yuzhu followed him into the yard and handed the gift in his hand to Mikhail.

This action made Mikhail a little stunned. He didn't know why He Yuzhu suddenly changed his mind after saying he wanted to give it to Maria.

He Yuzhu saw the puzzled look on Mikhail’s face and chuckled, “Misha, actually, what I’m best at is cooking.

Martha is in the kitchen, so I'll cook a dish for you to taste my cooking skills."

Since I'm staying at Mikhail's house, I might as well show off my cooking skills and bring us closer.

I may have to stay here for two more days, so I will consider this as my reward.

When Mikhail heard his explanation, his face became more confused and his eyes showed disbelief. He took the gift half-believingly.

He sensed that He Yuzhu was a person far stronger than him, but he didn't expect to hear him say that what he was good at was cooking.

"He, are you sure?"

He Yuzhu nodded slightly without further explanation. There was no point in saying more. He would just start cooking and he would know how to do it.

He turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen where Maria had just entered.

Mikhail followed him with doubts, without putting down what he was holding.

He wanted to verify with his own eyes whether what He Yuzhu said was true, after all, seeing is believing.