Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The winter sun poured down, the remaining snow decorated the red walls and green tiles, and the yard was bright.

The warm sun shines everywhere, but it cannot dispel the cold and lonely feeling in the yard.

The old man sat alone in a chair, basking in the sun with his eyes closed, a sense of peace on his old face.

"Da da da~"

A series of footsteps came closer and closer, and a person walked towards this side through the corridor.

Hearing the noise, the old man opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look at the person who came.

"Old man, General Chen called and said that a comrade named He Yuzhu wants to come and see you. How do you think we can arrange it?"

The man walked quickly forward and leaned over to speak in his ear.

When he heard the familiar name, a light flashed in his cloudy eyes and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay! Let Xiao He come and keep me company. We haven't seen each other for many years..."

Having already checked He Yuzhu's background, he showed no surprise when he heard this.

"Then when would you like to meet Comrade He?"

The old man waved his hand and said: "Xiao He is a good cook and always makes delicious food for me.

Go and inform him to come this afternoon, and he will definitely make it for me today. You guys will be in for a treat too!"

"Okay! I'll arrange it right away!"

The old man turned his head and looked into the distance, his face was rosy under the sunlight, as if injected with vitality.

The lights were just coming on, and the huge house was deserted.

The brightly lit restaurant was filled with enticing aromas, and a group of people were sitting around the dining table.

Each of them held a big bowl of hot noodle soup in their hands and buried their heads in the food.

The old man sat at the top, watching everyone eating happily with a smile on his face.

He had finished the small bowl of noodles in front of him and was drinking the soup with a spoon.

"Xiao Wu, go eat quickly! Seeing you guys eating so happily today has worked up an appetite. Look, I've already finished."

The attendant who was arranged to take care of him went to eat noodles, and then turned his attention to He Yuzhu beside him.

"Xiao He, I want to thank you on behalf of everyone! I won't pay you for your service as a chef, but I'll give you a book later, okay?"

He Yuzhu sat on the chair. He didn't expect to have an unexpected gain and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Of course I can. You're giving me a bargain, how could I refuse?"

The clock ticked, and a simple dinner was soon over. The old man was helped to Juxiang Book House.

He Yuzhu helped him sit down, handed him a teacup, and after he drank a sip of warm water, he stepped back and sat aside.

"Xiao He, are you leaving? Why are you in such a hurry? It won't be too late to go after the New Year."

Because of his special status, the report on his transfer had already been submitted to his desk and he signed and approved it.

He suddenly asked for a meeting today, so I guess he was about to leave Beijing.

But I am already old, and after this separation, I don’t know if we will have the chance to see each other again.

He Yuzhu looked at the person in front of him carefully, hiding his emotions.

This will be the last time we meet, we cannot defy fate.

Although he had taken care of his body, he was in his early eighties and his organs had already aged.

The incident a few years ago was disheartening, and it cannot be undone by human power. We can only suffer less from the pain and suffering.

“Since I shamelessly used the backdoor for my son, I really don’t have the face to stay at home and delay taking office.

Isn't this embarrassing for you guys? I really don't dare to do this.

Before I go south, I want to see you again and ask you to taste my cooking."

He waved his hand with a smile on his face and said, "Xiao He, you have made great contributions, it's rare that you made a request.

Besides, this matter can't be considered as backdoor treatment. After all, your medical skills are genuine! You have saved many of our old friends!

However, I am very happy that you have this awareness. I hope that when you get there, you can teach some good students with all your heart.”

He Yuzhu patted his chest and assured loudly: "Don't worry, I will never hide anything and will definitely lead the students well."

"Yeah!"

He was very pleased and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao He, you are still the same as you were back then. Work hard and write to me if you have any difficulties!

It's been a long time since I've been here, and today I finally have a guest who wants to sit with me."

Nearly ten years have passed, and the original goal has not been fully achieved.

Instead, it gradually lost control under the influence of various forces and slid towards an unpredictable direction.

From the failure of the struggle in the Soviet area to the founding of the new country, more than ten years of practice proved that he was correct, but a new struggle began again.

The new enemy is no longer floating on the surface, and higher requirements are placed on comrades to identify who is the enemy and who is a friend.

There are people who are far-sighted, but very few can keep up with the pace.

Only pure people can unleash their fighting power. Once they have selfish motives, the consequences are self-evident.

Those who can fight in a competition are extremely smart, and can keenly discover allies and take proactive actions.

Skillfully apply various means to divide and weaken the opponent's strength, and directly let those who don't know the way to go fight each other.

Whether in the past or now, the people have sharp eyes and can clearly distinguish who is good and who is bad.

But the target of the struggle still stands. What went wrong? It's hard to say.

"Be quiet, take care of yourself, and I'll report the good results to you!"

The old man saw through his thoughts at a glance and just smiled faintly, not wanting to involve him.

"Hahaha~ You're right, it's better to be quiet! Then I'll wait for your report."

The two chatted about light topics, and bursts of laughter echoed in the study.

On the busy platform, He Yuzhu was carrying his luggage and saying goodbye to his family.

"Tongtong, remember what Dad told you and help take care of your little brother."

Then he rubbed his son's head and said, "Don't go out and fool around! Do you hear me? Be careful or I'll come back and punish you!"

"Got it, Dad!"

Chen Xueru put her hands on her son's shoulders and looked at He Yuzhu with tears in her eyes.

Just as I was about to say something, the whistle suddenly sounded and the train was about to depart.

"All right! You guys go home! I'll telegraph when I get there."

Chen Xueru could no longer control her emotions and tears rolled down her eyes.

She had some guesses in her mind and knew why He Yuzhu was transferred to the southwest.

The sadness of separation is not as great as the worry about the father and son.

"I hope you all come back safely!"

He Yuzhu turned around, smiled, waved his hand, walked into the carriage, and his figure disappeared.

The little son touched the tears dripping on the back of his hand and looked at his mother in confusion.

It is very common for families to move to other places for work reasons. Many of his classmates have done this, so he doesn't understand why he is so sad.

"Mom, why are you crying? Won't Dad be back soon?"

Tongtong seemed to be thinking about something. She slapped her younger brother and took out a handkerchief and handed it to her mother.

After whispering a few words of comfort, they walked out of the station arm in arm.

……

The train sped across this ancient land, its headlights cutting through the pre-dawn darkness and rushing off into the distance.

The red sun breaks through the horizon and rises as usual!