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

He Pingan could not hide the change of He Yushui's expression. Although He Pingan was angry that He Yushui joked about his future work, he was also relieved.

As long as my precious niece doesn't really want to be a teacher, it's fine.

"He Yushui, are you able to do it?" He Yuzhu, who had been holding it in for two days, fired again.

He Pingan was still thinking about quickly deciding on a major for He Yushui, so as to avoid any more trouble. How could He Yuzhu make trouble?

"Shut up and eat your meal. If you don't want to eat, get out!"

"Yushui, do you have a favorite major, or do you have any requirements for your future work?"

He Pingan once again showed everyone what real Sichuan Opera face-changing is. He was scolding He Yuzhu with a cold face one second, and cared about He Yushui the next second.

He Yushui glanced at He Yuzhu complacently, thought for a while, looked at He Pingan, and said awkwardly:

"Uncle, do you have any suggestions?"

Two days ago, He Ping'an was relieved that his niece had finally grown up. It seemed that everything was just an illusion, and He Yushui was still that noisy little girl.

"Hmm...? How about studying accounting? I can do the accounts every day, it's easy! Medicine is also good, saving the dying and the wounded, watching the injured recover in my hands, it's a sense of accomplishment!"

"There is another benefit of studying medicine. You can inherit the legacy of Mr. Yang (the one who treated He Yushui)"

He Ping'an pondered for a moment and gave his suggestions. He Ping'an believed that these two suggestions were the safest ones at the moment.

If you study accounting, you can work in a steel mill or a bank. If you study medicine, you can work in a PLA hospital and be a soldier.

As long as nothing goes wrong with He Ping'an, He Yushui will be absolutely safe.

As for other liberal arts subjects, such as history, literature, and politics, He Ping'an would never let He Yushui touch them, even if he were beaten to death.

As for the problem of not having a diploma when the wind blows up two years later and the university suspends classes, if He Yushui needs a diploma to find a job, then everything she has learned will be useless, and the He family should also prepare to run away.

He Ping'an had a good idea, but unfortunately He Yushui hadn't given a reply yet, so Yang Yiyi gave up:

"Yushui, your uncle is just giving you a suggestion. You don't have to study accounting or medicine."

"You can also study journalism and become a reporter like me, or study mechanics or metallurgy and become a scientist to contribute to the country!"

He Pingan listened to Yang Yiyi's arrangement and secretly complained:

If it hadn't been ten years, Yang Yiyi's suggestion would have been correct. But the storm was about to start, and studying journalism was like jumping on the line of death. As an important means of propaganda, if something really happened, he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to.

Learning technology is safe, but it requires a long time and systematic study. Family members know their own business and need two years to complete their studies. His beloved niece does not have that talent.

By then, even if he arranged a technical job for He Yushui, what could he do without the ability? If he was not careful, he might cause trouble.

But these words cannot be said openly. He Pingan glanced at He Yushui who was still considering it! I'm sorry, my dear niece!

"Yiyi, what you said is all good, no problem! But you also have to consider the actual situation! Yushui? That's Sister Shui from Public Security Primary School. If you ask her to interview someone and she encounters something disgusting, what if she beats someone up?"

"Uncle..."

Just as He Yushui was about to protest his injustice, He Pingan ruthlessly interrupted him and said to the indignant He Yushui:

"It's OK to study science and technology! But Yu Shui, those subjects require you to do experiments every day, and there won't be any free time at all!"

"Ping'an, you still think Yu Shui is a child!" He Ping'an denied his suggestion, but Yang Yiyi was unwilling to agree.

"Well... Uncle, Aunt, why don't you eat first? We still have plenty of time to discuss this!"

He Yushui glanced at He Ping'an and Yang Yiyi and suggested in a low voice.

He Daqing saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he also agreed: "Yes, let's eat first! I spent half a day making this, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

The other members of the He family also spoke up, although they were also confused.

At night, Yang Yiyi looked at He Pingan lying on the bed and asked in confusion: "Why do you insist on letting Yu Shui study accounting and medicine? I see that you seem to be very resistant to Yu Shui studying other majors?"

After being married for so many years, who doesn’t know each other? He Ping’an’s words seemed normal, but how could he hide them from Yang Yiyi?

He Pingan really didn't know how to answer Yang Yiyi's question for a moment.

Is he going to say that he came from another world and can know what will happen two years later?

Seeing Yang Yiyi's expression, He Pingan had no choice but to answer:

"I think that Yu Shui still has the mentality of a child. Whether you are a teacher, a reporter, or doing scientific research, you need enough patience."

"Besides, these jobs are too tiring, I can't bear to let her go! I'll let her study accounting and medicine, so that her future work will be easier!"

When he said this reason, He Pingan himself felt it was far-fetched. But for the time being, he couldn't find a better excuse.

According to his idea, it would be best for He Yushui to study accounting. She could first gain experience in a steel mill or a bank. After the reform and opening up, she could be in charge of the finances of her own company and become a happy little rich woman.

It is certain that the Hong Kong companies will be handed over to the state, but this does not prevent him from starting a new business. With the relationship between the North and the South, plus his domestic background and memories from the 21st century, there is no reason why he cannot join the trillion-dollar club.

But I can’t tell Yang Yiyi these words now. I can only prepare myself in advance. Everything will have to wait for more than ten years before it can be realized.

As a couple for many years, how could Yang Yiyi not know that these were all excuses made by He Pingan.

However, Yang Yiyi just smiled and nodded without asking any more questions. This is also what He Pingan likes most about Yang Yiyi.

Two days later, He Yushui announced her decision during dinner. After all, her uncle, He Ping'an, was important. Her first and second choices were accounting and medicine, and the next two were journalism and education.

Everything was settled, and He Pingan just breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, He Yuzhu said unceremoniously:

"I think teachers are pretty good too. Look at Yan Bugui. He leaves the latest every day and comes back the earliest. He is the only one who has nothing to do in the whole courtyard!"

"As a teacher, you inhale a lot of chalk dust every day. It's easy to get sick over time! It's right not to choose to be a teacher!"

Yu Li kicked Sha Zhu hard under the table and said with a smile.

This idiot, didn't he realize that it was his uncle who came up with the idea for Yu Shui to choose his major? How could he be so stupid as to say such a thing?