Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The next morning, He Yuzhu went to the kitchen to steam the buns, walked out of the kitchen, stepped into the yard and started his daily exercise.

Not long after He Yuzhu started exercising, Zhao Xincheng walked out of the Zhao family's house.

Zhao Xincheng walked into the yard and was about to start exercising, but he saw He Yuzhu who was already in the yard.

He Yuzhu heard footsteps, turned around and saw it was Zhao Xincheng, then smiled and nodded, continuing to immerse himself in his training.

Zhao Xincheng watched quietly for a while and felt that He Yuzhu had already mastered the skills. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that He Yuzhu had an extraordinary talent in martial arts.

He gathered his mind and began his own training. The two of them trained in different corners of the courtyard, and finished their training one after the other.

He Yuzhu walked up to Zhao Xincheng and said, "Brother Cheng, go back and wash up first. Let's go to Dongdan Vegetable Market to buy vegetables early. The vegetables are fresh in the morning."

"Okay, Zhuzi! Today's matter depends on you." Zhao Xincheng nodded in agreement with his suggestion, then turned and walked towards his home.

He Yuzhu called from behind, "Brother Cheng, my steamed buns are ready. Eat a few to fill your stomach. Let's go by bike. The sooner we go, the sooner we can return."

Zhao Xincheng didn't say anything polite. He waved his hand to indicate that he understood, then went into his house and prepared to leave.

In the early morning of November, the chill has quietly permeated the air.

Although He Yuzhu was physically strong, he had to wear a thin cotton jacket to keep out the cold.

"Zhu Zi, I'll take you on my bike." Zhao Xincheng saw He Yuzhu was about to get on the bike and set off, and hurried forward to stop him.

He Yuzhu sat astride the bicycle, shook his head, and waved for him to get on: "Brother Cheng, get on! My body is no worse than yours."

Seeing that he was so persistent and had no intention of getting off, Zhao Xincheng stopped refusing and sat in the back seat.

He Yuzhu was riding his bike in the alley, and asked Zhao Xincheng who was sitting in the back seat: "Are the three steamed buns we just had enough? If not, can we go to the breakfast stand at the alley entrance to get some more?"

Zhao Xincheng responded with a smile: "Zhu Zi, that's enough! Let's go early and come back early, and we can just have lunch together."

"Okay! Hold on tight!" He Yuzhu said and started to accelerate. The bicycle quickly passed through the streets and alleys and headed towards the Dongdan Vegetable Market.

As the sun hung high in the sky, after a morning of shopping, the two men pushed their bicycles into the courtyard with the purchased vegetables tied on the back seat.

"Boss, what is this bicycle?" Aunt Qian saw Zhao Xincheng pushing a bicycle and hurried forward to ask him.

Zhao Xincheng looked at Aunt Qian who was touching the bicycle in front of him and explained softly: "Mom, I bought this. You see, I'm back too, so it's more convenient to buy a bicycle."

"Yes! It's time to buy it! Now that you're back, I'll find you a wife in a few days, and then I'll feel relieved."

Aunt Qian thought about how Zhao Xincheng had suffered and worked hard outside over the years and how she couldn't take care of him, so she started wiping away her tears as she spoke.

"Mom, shouldn't you be happy?" Zhao Xincheng wiped away Aunt Qian's tears and comforted her softly.

"Mom is happy!" Aunt Qian wiped away her tears and said to He Yuzhu embarrassedly, "Zhuzi, I'm sorry to make you laugh. Aunt thanks you for helping me go shopping so early in the morning."

"Hey! Aunt Qian, what are you talking about? Let's deal with the vegetables we bought first. This is the most important thing now." He Yuzhu made a joke and changed the subject.

"Yes, yes, yes! Look, I had completely forgotten about this." Aunt Qian quickly called Zhao Xincheng to help unload the dishes.

He Yuzhu saw this and reached out to stop her: "Aunt Qian, just go and prepare the dishes. There's no need for you to move the things. We can do it in a moment."

"Okay then. Thank you, Zhuzi."

By the time all the vegetables and meat were prepared, it was already time for lunch.

Zhao Xincheng looked at the time on his watch and said to He Yuzhu, "Zhuzi, come over and eat with us at noon! It's time for lunch too."

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Cheng, I have to deliver food to Mr. Zhao on my day off."

"It's okay, just send one copy." Zhao Xincheng waved his hand and made arrangements.

"Okay, Brother Cheng, you tell Aunt Qian and I'll cook later. You can also try my cooking." He Yuzhu nodded in agreement.

When the aroma of food wafted through the yard, He Yuzhu had already prepared three dishes and a soup.

He apologized to Aunt Qian and packed a meal to send to Zhang Baishu in the backyard.

In the living room of the Zhao family, Zhao Xincheng was sitting beside them holding Xiaorui. He looked at Xiaorui's greedy look, smiled and touched her head.

"Mom, Zhuzi's craftsmanship is extraordinary!" Zhao Xincheng couldn't help but sigh.

"That's right, otherwise why would your father agree so readily yesterday." Aunt Qian replied as she put the dishes in place.

"I remember Zhuzi is only fourteen or fifteen years old now. How come he has such good skills?" Zhao Xincheng asked the doubts in his mind.

Aunt Qian rolled her eyes at him after hearing this: "I still remember how proud you were when you were in school. Why can't you allow Zhuzi to excel in cooking?"

Zhao Xincheng laughed and recalled his past embarrassment.

At the lunch table, everyone was immersed in enjoying the delicious food.

"Zhuzi, your cooking skills have improved rapidly! The dishes this time are much better than those two months ago." Aunt Qian swallowed the food in her mouth and began to praise He Yuzhu.

"Hehe, I've made some progress recently." He Yuzhu was very happy to hear Aunt Qian's praise.

Zhao Xincheng was also very surprised by this. He looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Zhuzi, what do you think of what I told you yesterday?"

"Brother Cheng, I'm still young and need to learn more outside. I'm really sorry!" He Yuzhu apologized and rejected his invitation.

He Yuzhu's current level is not top-notch, and the wage grade system has not yet been implemented, so there is no need for him to join the factory now.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. I was just impatient. You have a talent for cooking and you should learn more." Zhao Xincheng waved his hand and continued to eat with his chopsticks.

After the beginning of winter, it gets dark earlier and earlier. The courtyard is bustling with noise, and people from each family come to help set the table and put food on it.

The younger generation, who had returned from school a long time ago, no longer had any mood to play and their eyes were fixed on the steaming delicious food on the table.

"They are back!" Xu Damao ran in from the Chuihua Gate, shouting loudly.