Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

In the evening, He Yuzhu came back from work at Sanyuantang and rode his bike past the entrance of the alley.

He glanced at the "intelligence station" in the alley and caught a glimpse of Jia Zhang, who had not appeared for a few days, talking in the crowd with saliva flying.

"This time I went back and settled in the countryside, but they gave me several acres of land!"

"Mr. Jia, do you think these are true or false?" someone in the crowd questioned.

"Of course it's true. Look at this ticket. I just got back today."

As Jia Zhang said this, she took out the ticket from her pocket and handed it to the person.

She looked very proud and continued, "From now on, we don't have to work at all and can go to the countryside to get food. What a wonderful thing!"

Someone in the crowd said sarcastically, "What else do you have to do? Have we allocated you the precious land? Grow crops on the land yourself!"

"Bah! You are just jealous! Watch me eat the white mask while you eat your steamed bread!"

He Yuzhu watched from the side of the road for a while, thinking that if someone got jealous and did the same, then Jia Zhang would be in for a good show.

To say that Jia Zhang was stupid is a bit biased. She was just a widow in the market, but after hearing about this policy, she dared to think and act to make a profit for herself, which was better than many people.

However, she did not expect that subsequent policy changes would return the land to the collective, and all her little thoughts were in vain.

"Zhuzi, wait a moment."

As soon as He Yuzhu arrived at the Chuihua Gate, he heard Aunt Wang's voice.

"Aunt Wang, what's the matter?"

“The postman came to the yard this morning and you have a package that needs signing.

I told the postman about your situation, and he said he would come again in the morning in a few days. Otherwise, you can go to the post office yourself."

He Yuzhu thanked Aunt Wang, "Thank you! I know about this. I'll take a leave and go there myself."

"Okay, I'll go back and cook."

"Okay! You're busy."

He Yuzhu's heart moved. Could it be that the reward for the comic book had been sent?

Thinking that he could earn a lot of money, he couldn't help laughing.

The sunlight shines into the kitchen through the window lattice, and shines onto the counter through the rolling steam.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of spicy dishes, and plates of freshly cooked dishes were sent to the front hall in a continuous stream.

"okay!"

When the handyman heard the shouting, he came over and took the dishes away.

He Yuzhu wiped the sweat off his face with the towel hanging around his neck and pointed at the stove: "Brother Dai, you go ahead! You can practice with the next few dishes."

"Okay! Brother Zhuzi, take a break then."

Seeing that He Yuzhu gave him the opportunity to cook, Dai Yuanlin happily stepped forward and started to work.

He Yuzhu smiled as he saw him take over. It was really hot to cook in front of the stove on such a hot day, so why not share some of the work?

He wiped the sweat off his face and walked aside, planning to ask Liu Zixing for leave to go to the post office, get his payment early and put it in his pocket.

"Master Liu!"

Liu Zixing was watching Dong Weiming cooking and giving instructions when there were any problems. He heard He Yuzhu's shout and pointed to the side.

"Zhu Zi, what's the matter?" After teaching Dong Weiming, Liu Zixing walked towards him.

"Master Liu, I have some personal matters to attend to tomorrow, so I need to ask for leave."

Liu Zixing thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I think it won't take long for you to learn all these home cooking dishes."

"Thank you Master Liu for your teaching!" He Yuzhu bowed to Liu Zixing.

Facing the morning breeze, He Yuzhu excitedly pedaled his bicycle to the nearby post office.

He Yuzhu walked into the post office and came to the counter: "Hello, comrade! I have a package that I need to pick up. Here is my identity information."

The salesperson took the booklet, glanced at the information recorded on it, and said, "He Yuzhu?"

"Yes, I am He Yuzhu. Comrade!"

"Wait a minute, I'll check the records."

The salesperson handed the booklet back to He Yuzhu and began to take out his notebook to check the email information.

"Comrade, where was the mail sent to you?" the salesperson suddenly asked after flipping through a few pages of records.

He Yuzhu replied directly: "It should be sent to me by People's Pictorial Publishing House."

The salesperson checked the recorded information and confirmed that there was no problem. He handed the notebook over and said, "The information is fine. Comrade, please sign and put your fingerprints at the back."

"Okay. Thank you very much!"

He Yuzhu looked at the place where the salesperson pointed, picked up a pen, signed his name, and put his fingerprints on it.

The salesperson took the record book back and checked it again: "Wait, I'll get it for you in the back."

A moment later, He Yuzhu walked out of the post office with the package mail.

"Wow! How come there is such a big package? Open it and see what's inside!"

He Yuzhu took the package and placed it on the back seat of the bicycle, then opened the package to check.

He opened the package and found two envelopes at the top and two sets of picture books at the bottom.

"Oh! It turns out that you were given two sets of picture books. Not bad." He Yuzhu took the envelope and rewrapped the remaining picture books.

He opened the envelopes in his hands. One of them contained a remittance slip and the other contained a text message.

He Yuzhu finished reading the text message and checked the amount on the remittance slip: "Not bad! It's time to go and share the money with Brother Wang."

He unlocked the bike, checked the time, pushed the bike to a secluded place, put the picture books and envelopes on the back seat into a space, and rode to Fengze Garden outside the front gate.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

He Yuzhu knocked hard on the door with one hand and held a set of picture books in the other.

"Creaky~" As the back door opened, a familiar face came into view.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's you! Come in quickly!"

He Yuzhu waved his hand and refused: "Dakun, I won't go into the backyard. Please call Brother Wang for me."

Seeing his firm attitude, Wang Dakun turned around and went back to find Wang Yiren: "Brother Zhuzi, then you wait here for a while."

He Yuzhu watched Wang Dakun running away, thinking that with Wang Shihe taking care of him, he should have a good life in the next six months.

Wang Yiren shouted to him from afar: "Zhu Zi, long time no see! What have you been busy with recently?"

He Yuzhu smiled and looked at Wang Yiren who was running over: "Brother Wang, I went to Emei Restaurant a month ago and am working there!"

Wang Yiren came up to him and happily held his arm: "Great! Looks like you're going to show off your skills!"

"Haha! Brother Wang really understands me!"

Wang Yiren glanced at He Yuzhu's hand, his pupils shrank, and he asked in surprise: "Zhuzi, why are you here today?"

He Yuzhu saw him staring at the comic book and handed it to him: "It's the one you were thinking of, take a look!"

Wang Yiren took it with trembling hands, looked at the familiar cover, and held the picture book tightly with his fingers.

He looked at He Yuzhu excitedly and asked in a trembling voice: "Zhuzi, it really worked!"

"Haha! Brother Wang, you can send the letter now. We happened to be at the same bank, so I brought all the bills with me."

He Yuzhu pretended to take out the remittance slip from his pocket and handed it to him for inspection.

Wang Yiren tucked the comic book under his arm, took the receipt, and when he saw the number on it, he exclaimed, "Ah! So many?"

He Yuzhu smiled and felt that his reaction was normal. After all, it was a huge sum of money.

He patted his bicycle and said, "Brother Wang, please ask for some time off. We will get this done today."

"Okay, okay! I'll go right away." Wang Yiren hurriedly ran inside, but after a few steps he turned back and stuffed the envelope in his hand into He Yuzhu's hands: "Zhuzi, take it!"

He Yuzhu rode his bike with Wang Yiren towards the bank near Qianmen.

"Brother Wang, this money will be divided into 500 units for you later. You can save it for a short term and look for a good house during this time. When your family comes, you can move in directly."

Wang Yiren, who was sitting in the back seat, interrupted: "Zhu Zi, didn't we agree on 30% and 70% before? You're giving me half of it now, that won't do."

"Hey! You'll know when you read this letter." He Yuzhu took out another text message and put it behind him.

Wang Yiren took the letter, glanced at the words on it, and pondered for a moment: "Zhu Zi, you have to count me in for this, too. You can't pay for it all by yourself."

He Yuzhu rode in silence for a while, and estimated the price of houses in the outer city in his mind: "Okay then! I'll give you fifty."

"Okay, I agree then."

"Okay! Let's go!"