The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

It was a clear and crisp autumn day in September 1953. Two months had passed since the signing of the Panmunjom Peace Agreement. The entire country had entered an era of great construction, with various factories springing up and busy, especially in Beijing, the capital.

He Ping'an, who had just got off the train, looked at the busy scene in front of him and his memory went back to five years ago. He was a policeman in the 5st century. He had not experienced a car accident or drunkenness. He was just lying in bed to rest. After waking up, it was 21.

"Well, it hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much after sleeping for a while? I can't open my eyes. Is it a nightmare?" He Pingan wondered. Suddenly, he heard a little boy shouting, "Dad, Dad, wake up, uncle wakes up."

"Brother, you're awake. How do you feel?" When He Ping'an heard the two people's voices, a lot of memories suddenly popped up in his mind, and then he fainted.

After waking up again, He Ping'an sorted out his memories. His original name was He Daming. He was seriously injured due to a conspiracy. He had passed away when he came here, but he had not been discovered yet. His parents died early and he was raised by his elder brother, He Daqing, and he also had a nephew named He Yuzhu and a niece named He Yushui. Thinking of this, He Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes. Oh my god, isn't this "A Courtyard Full of Birds"!

He Ping'an opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed. There was a little boy lying beside the bed. He must be his original nephew He Yuzhu. At this time, he had not yet been called "Shazhu".

Looking around, except for the faint light from the kerosene lamp on the table, the rest was dark. It must be late at night. Turning her head, she looked at He Yuzhu who was lying on the bed and snoring softly. She thought of her parents' death in the line of duty and her lonely life in her previous life. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"I don't know if it's your memory playing tricks on me, but I suddenly feel like I have to protect everything in front of me!" He Ping'an murmured to himself. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the darkness in front of him also had color, and the memories of the two no longer conflicted.

"Uncle, you're awake. Do you feel better?" He Yuzhu may have heard He Ping'an mumbling to himself and suddenly woke up. When he saw his uncle open his eyes, he asked

"It's okay, I feel much better. You must be tired, Zhuzi, go back to bed and sleep, you don't have to watch over me anymore," He Pingan said softly.

"No, uncle, I'm not tired. I'm fine here. Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?" He Yuzhu asked.

"I'm not thirsty yet, where's my brother?" He Pingan said

"My dad is sleeping with my sister next door, I'll go call him now." He Yuzhu stood up and walked out the door. "No need, Zhu, let's talk about it tomorrow, you should also go to bed early." He Pingan hurriedly spoke up to stop He Yuzhu.

"Hey! No need, uncle. I slept during the day," He Yuzhu replied naively.

"Then tell me what happened after I was injured." Seeing that He Yuzhu was not sleepy, He Ping'an did not force him and took the opportunity to ask him about his family affairs.

"Uncle, ever since you were framed by that black bastard Huang Song and thrown into prison, my dad took money to apologize to him and begged him to release you, but he took the money but refused to release you, saying that you were a communist and should be shot," He Yuzhu said angrily.

"Huang Song is a mean man who is greedy for money and cherishes his life. Isn't he afraid of revenge from Big Brother?" He Ping'an asked in confusion, thinking about Huang Song's character in his mind.

"I don't know," He Yuzhu thought for a while and shook his head.

"Then how did I get back?" He Pingan thought about it after hearing He Yuzhu's answer and frowned and asked

"I'm not sure, it may be related to my father's work."

"Work?" He Pingan was even more confused.

"Yes, my father suddenly quit his job at Hongbinlou a few days ago and went to work as a chef in a steel mill," He Yuzhu responded.

"Is the steel mill the one that is said to be opened in Loubancheng?" He Pingan continued to ask, "Yes, that's it!" After hearing He Yuzhu's answer, He Pingan thought about it and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he said to He Yuzhu, "Zhuzi, it's late today, take a rest!"

"Uncle, you go to sleep. I'll watch over you." He Yuzhu said quickly.

"No, I feel much better. You go sleep in your dad's bed. You don't have to stay with me all the time." After hearing this, He Ping'an refused He Yuzhu's company and pointed at He Daqing's bed and told him to rest.

He Yuzhu looked at He Ping'an's firm attitude and said, "Uncle, call me if you have anything."

He Ping'an nodded and stopped talking. Instead, he lay on the bed and silently sorted out the memories of his original body.