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

The 1950s were not the 21st century, with mobile phones, computers and other forms of entertainment. Even electric lights were rare at that time. Therefore, children today generally go to bed early and get up early.

After getting up in the morning, He Yushui wanted to find He Pingan and ask him to take her out to play, but was stopped by He Daqing, who said that his uncle was too tired these days and needed a good rest. He Yushui had no choice but to go out to play with his friends in the courtyard.

Since the death of the Yi family and the deaf old lady, everyone in the courtyard was extremely afraid of the He family. They were very respectful every day for fear of ending up like those three people. They even told their children not to provoke He Yushui. He Yushui naturally became the king of the children in the courtyard, and he lost himself in the compliments of his friends, Sister Shui, and became even more lawless!

As the big sister of the courtyard, He Yushui is certainly not stingy. As usual, she goes back to her room first and gets enough firecrackers to share with other friends later. This is also one of the reasons why everyone is willing to play with her.

"Sister Yushui, what are we going to do today? Are we going to set off firecrackers?" asked the boy from the Niu family in the front yard.

"What else? Sister Yushui, these are the dried sweet potatoes that my mother just fried. Try them!" said the second son of the Niu family.

"Yes! Yes!" Others also joined in the fun.

He Yushui couldn't think of anything fun to do, so he followed the crowd and went outside the yard to set off firecrackers. It was fun at first, but after a while, everyone got bored.

"How about we have a competition? Let's light the firecrackers in our hands and throw them out to see who can throw the farthest?" said the kid from the Zhao family in the front yard.

"Well, sure, but do you dare?"

"Why not? Come if you want."

A group of children began their journey to seek death. He Yushui looked at the boys throwing the firecrackers so far, knowing that as a girl she would definitely suffer. She thought that as the eldest sister of the courtyard she must not lose. Suddenly she remembered that her unreliable elder brother had once made a slingshot. Thinking of this, He Yushui handed the firecrackers to the person next to her and ran towards home, telling

"wait a second!"

"Brother, brother! Open the door quickly." He Yuzhu is not He Ping'an. He Yushui does not feel sorry for his brother at all.

"Yushui, I'll just rest for one day!" He Yuzhu looked at He Yushui unhappily.

"Brother, where is the slingshot you made before? Let me use it!" He Yushui did not hesitate.

"What do you want that thing for?" He Yuzhu asked in confusion.

"It's useful! Just give it to me quickly!" He Yushui urged

"For you!" He Yuzhu was also very generous. Since He Yushui didn't say anything, he didn't ask.

"Look what this is?" He Yushui showed the slingshot to his friends.

"Slingshot, I have one too."

“We all have it”

Others said one after another, He Yushui looked at them with disdain and said

"Of course I know you all have slingshots. Is this what I'm talking about?"

"You mean to use this to throw firecrackers?" asked the second son of the Niu family.

"Yes, that's what I mean." He Yushui looked at Erniu with a teachable look.

"You can throw it far with a slingshot. What if you can't tell the distance?" The Zhao family kid was a little dissatisfied with Erniu.

"That's easy. Let's throw it into the yard and then ask the people there. Isn't that enough?" The eldest brother of the Niu family naturally helped his brother.

"Okay, let's do it!" The others agreed.

He Yushui was worried that throwing firecrackers into the yard would scare people, but she thought that since everyone else dared to do it, there was no reason why she shouldn't, so she nodded in agreement. In order to show her status, He Yushui also picked a large firecracker.

At this time, Yan Bugui in the front yard was wearing new clothes made by his wife, just like in previous years. He moved his usual desk to the door, prepared writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and waited for everyone in the courtyard to come.

"Teacher Yan, you are really energetic today." The speaker is Yan's neighbor Niu Jia

"You too!" Yan Bugui flattered

"Teacher Yan, my house still has two couplets, just like last year! Here are the peanuts, take them." Father Niu took out half a pound of peanuts and put them on the table.

"Don't worry, I've prepared it! Take a look at it!" Yan Bugui smiled more sincerely as he looked at the peanuts on the table.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan!" Father Niu didn't even look at it, he picked it up and prepared to go back and paste it.

"Teacher Yan, my family has the same thing as last year. Here are the melon seeds I just bought. Please try them!"

"And mine!"

At this time, everyone in the courtyard saw Yan Bugui coming out and surrounded him.

With a bang, a firecracker exploded outside the crowd.

"Whose kid is this? He is so tactless that he sets off firecrackers in a crowd!" Xu Fugui also came to get the couplets, but he lived in the backyard and came a little late. He could only stay behind the crowd, closest to the firecrackers.

"Xu Fugui, it's just a kid setting off firecrackers, is it that serious?" Ever since the two of them had a falling out at the He family, Liu Haizhong had been dissatisfied with Xu Fugui and would take every opportunity to ridicule him.

"Lao Xu, it's not the New Year's Day!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Everyone else also knew that the person who set off the firecrackers might be their own child, and they all tried to persuade Xu Fugui to be magnanimous.

Xu Fugui also knew the reason, and said no more when he saw this.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Liu Haizhong was very happy to see Xu Fugui being humiliated. But before Liu Haizhong could add insult to injury, suddenly a lot of firecrackers flew in from outside the yard and exploded among the crowd.

"Ah! My clothes! My glasses! My couplets!" After the noise, Yan Bugui's miserable voice came out from the crowd.

It turned out to be a relatively large firecracker, which exploded right in Yan Bugui's inkstone. Now, his front was dotted with black spots, and the firecracker was really powerful, even his inkstone was blown in half.

The others were more or less unhappy because they were splashed with ink, but when they saw Yan Bugui's expression, they felt relieved. Xu Fugui even took the opportunity to retort Liu Haizhong.

"What are you saying now, Liu Haizhong!"

"Ah, this! The child really needs to be disciplined! Well, something has to happen at home, so I'll go back first!" Seeing that he couldn't get the couplet, Liu Haizhong certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to stay and be ridiculed by Xu Fugui.

"Old Yan, what's going on?" He Daqing naturally came to get the couplet.

"I don't know whose child is throwing firecrackers into the yard!" Yan Bugui said angrily.

He Daqing thought of his daughter, who had just gone out with a lot of firecrackers! He decided to go see what He Yushui was doing!

Due to the special nature of public security work, He Pingan had no holidays even during the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, he had achieved remarkable results in the anti-criminal campaign launched before the New Year, even though he had to work hard for many days. The entire public security bureau was praised by the higher authorities. Everyone felt embarrassed to share He Pingan's credit for nothing, so they reserved two days, the 30th and the first day of the New Year, for He Pingan.

"Uncle, open the door quickly! Help, my dad is going to beat me to death!" On the morning of the 30th, because He Ping'an didn't have to go to work, he got up a little later than usual. He heard He Yushui's shouting outside the door, and got up helplessly.

"Wait, big brother, stop it first. Why are you beating a child on New Year's Day?" He Ping'an came out after putting on his clothes and saw his niece being beaten.

"Ask her yourself!" He Daqing already felt sorry for his daughter, and he beat He Yushui only because she had gone too far this time. When he saw He Ping'an coming out to stop her, he let He Yushui go.

"Okay, Yu Shui, tell me what trouble you have caused. If you keep pretending, I will turn your fake crying into real howling!" He Ping'an felt a headache looking at He Yu Shui who was thundering but not raining!

In fact, He Ping'an also bears the main responsibility for He Yushui becoming what he is now.

He Yushui was born with a deficiency and was malnourished, which led to her developmental delay. At the age of eight, her body is still like that of a four or five-year-old child. In addition, when He Pingan just returned home, the sight of He Yushui's small body collecting old newspapers really shocked him. Therefore, He Pingan loved his niece He Yushui very much, even to the point of doting on her.

After receiving treatment from Dr. Yang, He Yushui has basically recovered, except that he is still a little thin, and his figure is even slightly taller than his peers. Perhaps it is because his body has released his repressed nature after recovery, or because of his uncle's doting, he never has to be punished for doing something wrong! He Yushui has become more and more naughty and daring, and of course, he has caused a lot of trouble.

"Uncle!" He Yushui still wanted to throw herself into He Ping'an's arms and act coquettishly like before, and get away with it!

Every time he saw He Yushui rushing towards him, He Pingan would think of the afternoon when he came back, when his niece's thin body dragged old newspapers that were heavier than her and refused to let go. He could never bring himself to educate her, and sometimes He Pingan even thought that this was more conducive to He Yushui's growth.

"Yushui, you are nine years old this year, and your body has been cured by Doctor Yang. You are already a big child, and you can't let others hold you all the time! Okay, tell me, what did you do? Why did your father get so angry that he beat you up on New Year's Eve!" He Ping'an stopped He Yushui with one hand.

He Yushui had no choice but to explain the whole story honestly.

"Brother, have you dealt with the Yan family?" He Pingan looked at He Daqing helplessly.

"Well, after I found out, I took Yu Shui to apologize. Yan Bugui suffered the most serious loss, especially the inkstone. Although I don't understand it, I know that Yan Bugui's inkstone is not cheap. So I compensated Yan Bugui 200,000 and promised to give him the same inkstone. As for the others, I compensated them with some peanuts and sunflower seeds." He Daqing glanced at He Yu Shui after he finished speaking.

"You!" He Ping'an flicked He Yushui's head, turned his head to look at He Yuzhu who was watching the show next to him, and said to He Daqing

"Brother, let Zhuzi take the money! If he hadn't given the slingshot to Yushui, there wouldn't be so much trouble!"

"Uncle, you can't blame me for this!" He Yuzhu immediately retorted

"I think it's okay!" He Daqing ignored He Yuzhu and agreed with He Pingan's opinion.

"In the future, don't be stupid and watch every show!" He Ping'an looked at the depressed He Yuzhu and followed him to add insult to injury.

"Lululu" He Yushui made a face at He Yuzhu when he saw this.

"Brother, Yu Shui was old enough to go to primary school, but her health was not good. Now her body has almost recovered. I think we should arrange for Yu Shui to go to school after the New Year!" He Ping'an looked at He Yu Shui who was hiding beside him. He originally wanted to wait until she was completely well before going to school, but now he decided not to wait!

"Yeah. I think it's okay!" He Daqing looked at He Yushui's body shape and thought it was okay.

"Dad, uncle!" He Yushui was already nine years old, so of course he knew what going to school meant, and said somewhat unwillingly.

"Why, Yushui, did you take your uncle's gift for nothing?" He Ping'an teased He Yushui.

"Yes, I know. Don't worry, uncle. I will study hard!" He Yushui remembered what she promised her uncle on the day He Ping'an just came back.