Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

After the banquet, each family helped to clean up the yard and moved back their own tables, chairs and benches.

As the night deepened, lights began to light up in the courtyard.

Sitting in the Zhao family's living room were Zhao Dezhu and his son Zhao Xincheng, holding cigarettes between their fingers and puffing out smoke.

"Boss, what do you think of Zhuzi?" Zhao Dezhu's voice penetrated the smoke and reached Zhao Xincheng's ears.

Zhao Xincheng thought about his interactions with He Yuzhu over the past two days and replied, "Dad, he has a bright future just based on his cooking skills. He's also very reliable to get along with."

"Well, after you ran away to join the army, there has been no news since then, and your mother has always missed you." Zhao Dezhu stopped, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled slowly.

"You have your own ideas and responsibilities, and Dad won't blame you. As long as you're not dead, you'll have a good fortune."

"Dad, I~" When Zhao Xincheng heard this, years of guilt in his heart surged up.

Zhao Dezhu waved his hand at him and continued, "It's good that you're back! You're not young anymore, get married soon so your mother can be relieved."

"Dad, I understand."

Zhao Dezhu nodded, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, then turned to him and said, "I know you have your own principles, but life is full of twists and turns. Zhuzi's craftsmanship is good, and I can help you in the future."

Zhao Xincheng also understood everything immediately. He knew his own character very well and sat in a chair thinking quietly.

Zhao Dezhu lit another cigarette, and seeing that Zhao Xincheng had understood something, he continued, "I know you won't flatter or curry favor. But this delicacy can save you a lot of trouble."

"Dad, isn't this too utilitarian?" Zhao Xincheng asked reluctantly.

Zhao Dezhu sighed when he heard his words.

"This favor is owed. If Zhuzi needs your help, will you help?"

Zhao Xincheng immediately said, "Of course. If it doesn't violate the principles, why can't I help?!"

"That's it! As long as we treat others with sincerity, Zhuzi won't cheat you." Zhao Dezhu said with regret.

"Besides, Zhuzi has this skill now. When he reaches your age, I guess his cooking skills will be one of the best in the whole city. Do you know his status?"

"Ah? Zhuzi has such a high talent?" Zhao Xincheng was a little bit incredulous when he heard it.

"Of course, he has reached this level in less than a year." Zhao Dezhu also said in amazement.

"Really that fast?!"

"Of course, once his skills reach that level, who knows when he will take advantage of the situation and rise to prominence?"

Zhao Xincheng's original idea of ​​recruiting him also disappeared.

In the courtyard in the early morning, the two began their morning exercises. The air was still cool, and the moisture from their breath condensed into white mist in the cold air, floating around their bodies.

He Yuzhu finished his exercise, walked towards Zhao Xincheng, and asked him, "Brother Cheng, when are you going to report to the unit?"

"I plan to go there today, settle down early, and have a family reunion this year." Zhao Xincheng said this with a happy look on his face.

He Yuzhu congratulated him and said, "That's great. Life will get better and better!"

"Yes! Zhuzi, you can come and have dinner with us. Let's have some fun together." Zhao Xincheng invited He Yuzhu.

"Brother Cheng, you know that in our line of work, our rest time is usually during your working days. You may not be able to make it then." He Yuzhu thought about his usual rest time and explained to him.

"That's right! We'll see how the situation develops then. It won't hurt to wait a few more days anyway."

He Yuzhu felt the sincerity of Zhao Xincheng's invitation and nodded in agreement: "Brother Cheng, that's fine! I'll be the chef when the time comes."

"Haha! Okay, then we'll see your cooking skills." Zhao Xincheng agreed with satisfaction.

When He Yuzhu returned in the evening of that day, Zhao Xincheng was gone.

"As expected of someone from the army, he is very mobile!" He muttered to himself and pushed his bicycle back to the house.

"Zhu Zi, wait a moment!"

He Yuzhu turned around and saw Aunt Qian coming from the west wing. He waited for her to come to him and asked, "Aunt Qian, what can I do for you?"

"Zhu Zi, your brother Cheng asked me to tell you something before he leaves today. When he has made all the arrangements, you can go with us to his place then."

"Aunt Qian, I understand." He Yuzhu nodded.

"Zhuzi, if there's anything your brother Cheng can help you with in the future, just let me know." Aunt Qian looked at He Yuzhu with satisfaction.

"I have no worries about food and clothing, so you should find a wife for Brother Cheng as soon as possible!" He Yuzhu shrugged and encouraged.

"You~" Aunt Qian thought about it seriously after hearing this, "But what you said is indeed a good idea. I will go find a matchmaker in the next two days."

"Ah? Haha! That's great! Let's drink at Brother Cheng's wedding! Aunt Qian, I'm going back to the house first."

Seeing that Aunt Qian was really considering it, He Yuzhu immediately slipped away.

Aunt Qian looked at He Yuzhu who was jogging and muttered, "Why is he running so fast?"

He went into his room and poured himself a glass of water. He thought to himself, "Brother Cheng, you are the one being arranged, so don't blame me for my unintentional words today."

During his recent day off, He Yuzhu took his comic book to several major publishing houses in the city, but the results were not ideal.

Some publishing houses' main business is not publishing comic books.

Some businesses do have this, but others mainly invite famous painters.

For a young boy like He Yuzhu, he was polite and politely sent him out without even looking at him.

"My legs are so thin, but I haven't accomplished anything!" He Yuzhu sighed while lying on the bed, "I underestimated the difficulty of doing things. What should I do?"

He rested his hands on his head, crossed his legs and shook them, frowning as he thought about how to break the impasse.

"Do we have to search every house? It's like a headless fly, a waste of time."

A noise at the door interrupted He Yuzhu's thoughts. He turned around and saw Yu Shui walking in with a pile of picture books.

"Brother, give me a new set of comic books. I've finished reading all of these."

"Which set do you want? Go to the box and take it yourself." He Yuzhu replied casually.

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He slapped the bed and said, "Yes! Little People's Bookstore! The boss must be familiar with the ins and outs of this place!"

He Yuzhu figured this out and was immediately delighted.

"Brother, what are you doing? You scared me!" Yu Shui looked at He Yuzhu innocently and complained.

He Yuzhu saw Yu Shui patting her chest with her hands and knew that his subconscious action had scared her.

"Yushui, I'm just thinking about something! I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow."

"Okay! Okay! Then I forgive you! Hehe~"