Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

"I lost my mother when I was nine, and was abandoned by my father when I was thirteen, leaving me and my younger sister to depend on each other. In order to take care of my younger sister, I had to drop out of school and work..."

"The uncle whom I have always regarded as my biological father is actually a complete hypocrite. In order to completely control me and make me take care of him in his old age, he first changed my position as a chef to an apprentice, and then deliberately spread rumors about me to ruin my reputation..."

"I was soft-hearted for a moment and helped the widow Qin in the courtyard, but I didn't expect that I helped a family of ungrateful people. In order to make me continue to give blood to her family, they come out to sabotage every time I go on a blind date..."

"I am both her father and mother, and I raised her with my own hands, but she looks down on me and thinks I am only fit to marry a widow named Qin who has three children..."

"And there's the third uncle Yan Bugui. I originally thought he was a teacher with high moral character, but I didn't expect him to be a sinister villain who played me like a fool. Under the guise of introducing me to a date, he repeatedly swindled money and property from me, which is why I was so angry yesterday..."

Listening to He Yuzhu's narration, the soft-hearted and kind-hearted Ran Qiuye's eyes turned slightly red and her face was full of sympathy.

She never dreamed that this big boy with a resolute face in front of her would have such a rough life. He lost his mother at a young age, and having a father was like having no father at all. At a young age, he was surrounded by wolves...

In such a harsh environment, he did not feel sorry for himself or blame others. Instead, he relied on his perseverance and reached his current position step by step.

While Ran Qiuye sympathized with He Yuzhu, she also had a greater admiration and appreciation for him, and comforted him softly:

"Master He, eight out of ten people are not satisfied with their lives. Even if life is full of frustration, we should still be positive. With light in our hearts and a path under our feet, happiness will eventually knock on our door..."

He Yuzhu suppressed his negative emotions, a resolute look appeared on his face, and he said with emotion:

"If life deceives you."

"Don't be sad, don't be anxious!"

"On sad days, you need to be calm."

"Believe it, happy days will come!"

"The heart always looks forward to the future."

“Now I am often depressed.”

"Everything is fleeting, and everything will pass."

“And what has passed will become a fond memory.”

He Yuzhu's recitation was ups and downs, with an orderly rhythm. His voice was mellow and magnetic, his words were clear and round, and his articulation was full of emotion. Ran Qiuye's eyes were dazed and she was amazed when she heard it.

Young men and women in the 1960s all had literary hearts and were particularly fond of poetry, and Ran Qiuye was no exception.

Ran Qiuye's eyes sparkled with a ripple, and he said excitedly: "Master He, I didn't expect you to know poetry and recite it so well. Didn't you say you dropped out of school after junior high school? How do you know these?"

"Although I dropped out of school early to take care of my sister, I never gave up studying. I have read nearly half of the books in the Beijing Library."

He Yuzhu had a smile on his face and lied without hesitation.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You've read so many books. Who's your favorite modern poet?"

Ran Qiuye smiled with dimples, her eyes shining.

He Yuzhu smiled gently, "Among foreign poets, my favorite is Tagore, and among domestic poets, my favorite is Xu Zhimo!"

“Which poem of Xu Zhimo do you like best?”

"Of course it's 'A Farewell to Cambridge'! However, although I like his poems, I despise his character."

"I don't like his character either, but I like his poetry. Master He, can you recite "A Farewell to Cambridge"?"

"Forget it, I still won't embarrass myself in front of you!"

"Master He, you are too modest. Your voice is powerful and your emotions are sincere. You recite better than my previous Chinese teacher!"

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher Ran, please stop teasing me!"

Ran Qiuye said seriously: "Master He, I'm really not kidding you, you recited really well!"

"Really?" He Yuzhu looked unconvinced.

"It's more real than pearls. Just recite it aloud!"

Ran Qiuye's soft, cute, coquettish, and slightly coquettish tone made He Yuzhu's bones almost weaken.

He Yuzhu shuddered all over and complained a little: "Isn't it okay for me to recite? Don't talk to me in that tone. It gives me goose bumps!"

Ran Qiuye's pretty face flushed, and she gave him a charming look, "Hate it, recite it quickly!"

"Cough cough!"

He Yuzhu cleared his throat, gathered his emotions, and recited in a rhythmic manner:

"I leave quietly, just as I came quietly."

"I waved my hand gently, bidding farewell to the clouds in the west."

"The golden willows by the river are brides in the sunset."

"The beautiful shadow in the waves ripples in my heart."

……

After He Yuzhu finished reciting, Ran Qiuye clapped his hands. He looked so excited, as if a child had found his favorite toy.

Ran Qiuye smiled sweetly, "Master He, your voice is really beautiful. You can definitely become a singer."

He Yuzhu said with a wry smile: "Teacher Ran, please stop making fun of me. I am just a cook. I am destined to have no chance of such a high-end career as a singer..."

Ran Qiuye pouted and said, "Master He, there is no distinction between high and low professions. You can't belittle yourself and look down on yourself."

He Yuzhu chuckled and said, "I don't look down on myself, but I see myself clearly. I am just an elementary school student. Do you think it's realistic to dream of becoming a singer?"

Ran Qiuye's eyes rolled around and he said excitedly, "Master He, you've read so many books, you can definitely go to night school!"

He Yuzhu sighed and said, "I would like to go to night school, but unfortunately I don't have any connections..."

Ran Qiuye blinked her beautiful big eyes, "I have one. One of my dad's students is the person in charge of the night school. I can introduce you to it!"

He Yuzhu said excitedly: "Really? That's great!"

Ran Qiuye's eyes were cunning, "I can help you, but not for free. You must agree to one condition of mine."

He Yuzhu said generously: "As long as I can go to night school, I will agree to any condition, not just one."

Ran Qiuye smiled and said, "You said so. My request is very simple. When I want to hear poetry recitation, you must do it!"

He Yuzhu said cheerfully, "I thought what the conditions were? Forget about reciting poetry. Even if I had to serve you tea, make your bed, wash your feet and sleep with you, I would be willing to do that."

Ran Qiuye heard this and said shyly, "What are you talking about? You rascal!"

He Yuzhu realized that he had said the wrong thing, and slapped himself twice, saying with a guilty look on his face:

"Teacher Ran, I'm sorry, I spoke without restraint and said the wrong thing!"

Ran Qiuye glared at him angrily, "In order to punish you for speaking without restraint, you must agree to one more condition of mine!"