He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

He Yuzhu knew what Yan Bugui was thinking, so he looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Uncle Yan, we still need a notary. What if you don't recognize it?"

Yan Bugui looked at He Yuzhu. He didn't expect that He Yuzhu was so cunning and saw through his evil plan at once. But Yan Bugui looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Zhuzi, I am the third uncle in the courtyard. How could I lie to you?"

He Yuzhu curled his lips and looked at Yan Bugui: "Have you forgotten what you did? How can I trust you?"

Just when He Yuzhu didn't know who to look for, Ran Qiuye just walked in and said, "My calligraphy is pretty good. I can prove it to you."

Yan Bugui wondered who it was, but he didn't expect it to be Ran Qiuye: "Teacher Ran, why are you here?"

Yan Bugui knew that Ran Qiuye's calligraphy was indeed good, and it was a good idea to provide this proof.

Ran Qiuye glanced at Yan Bugui and said, "Teacher Yan, I came here to thank my benefactor. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I wonder how I will do with this certificate."

He Yuzhu and Yan Bugui looked at each other and had no objection. He Yuzhu looked at Ran Qiuye and said, "Then I will show my ugliness."

Ran Qiuye looked at He Yuzhu nervously, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and curiosity. He Yuzhu seemed very focused. He picked up the brush on the table and gently stroked the tip of the brush, as if thinking about how to write. As time passed, the whole courtyard was filled with a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

Yan Bugui looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter if Zhuzi can't write. Just give me five dollars."

He Yuzhu just glanced at Yan Bugui but didn't say anything. Ran Qiuye was unwilling and looked at Yan Bugui: "Teacher Yan, don't you know what others are thinking about writing?"

He Yuzhu wrote the couplets freely, and the powerful characters appeared on the paper. His movements were smooth and natural, without any hesitation or pause, as if every stroke was the result of careful consideration. In a short while, a couplet with neat parallelism and profound artistic conception was completed.

Yan Bugui didn't believe that He Yuzhu could write. People in the courtyard only knew that He Yuzhu was a good cook, but as for whether He Yuzhu could write, they didn't believe it at all.

After all, He Yuzhu was just a cook, how could he write? So they all gathered around to take a look at what He Yuzhu wrote.

Yan Bugui looked at the words written by He Yuzhu and did not expect that He Yuzhu could write so majestically. Yan Bugui knew that he had probably lost this time.

Ran Qiuye looked at the words and didn't expect them to be so interesting, so he subconsciously read them out: "【上联】: Four seasons of peace and happiness fill the house, laughter fills the warm spring,

[Line 2]: A happy marriage lasts a hundred years, and the family and business are prosperous with endless joy.

[Horizontal banner]: "A happy family"

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Uncle Yan, how is it? I wonder if I won."

Yan Bugui didn't know what to say for a moment, but Ran Qiuye knew what Yan Bugui's calligraphy was like, so she looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Teacher Yan, I think He Yuzhu really won this time, what do you think?"

Yan Bugui didn't expect that He Yuzhu, who was obviously a cook, could actually write, and his calligraphy was better than his own, so he looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Zhuzi, we were just joking. You see, I know your calligraphy is better. I admit defeat."

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Uncle Yan, I accept the defeat."

Yan Bugui didn't expect He Yuzhu to be so disrespectful to him, but he was too embarrassed to deny it in front of so many people, so he could only honestly take out five dollars and give it to He Yuzhu, then left.

The people in the courtyard wanted to say something, but they were too embarrassed to say it and looked at He Yuzhu.

At this time, a man in the backyard looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Director He, can you write a couplet for me?"

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Bugui and saw that he was not trying to trip him up, so he looked at the neighbors in the yard and said, "Okay, I'll come to your house and write to you later. I don't want anything."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui almost fell down. After all, this was also a good way for Yan Bugui to earn melon seeds during the Chinese New Year.

After Yan Bugui left, Ran Qiuye looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Master He, what do you mean? Tell us."

He Yuzhu looked at his own couplet: "The first line, 'Peace and blessings fill the house', means that the family is safe and auspicious all year round, full of blessings, and laughter is always around, creating a warm and harmonious family atmosphere; 'Laughter and warmth warm the spring' further describes the intimate interaction between family members, as gentle and comfortable as the spring breeze, making people feel the strong family affection and love. The second line, 'A hundred years of happiness and love last forever', symbolizes the love between husband and wife, family unity, deep and lasting emotions, just like the old wine that becomes more fragrant with time; 'The family is prosperous and the business is prosperous, and happiness is connected', which indicates a successful career, a prosperous family, and good things happen one after another, reflecting the virtuous cycle of family and personal development, and the infinite joy and sense of accomplishment brought by it."

Ran Qiuye didn't expect He Yuzhu to be so cultured. How could she have taken the wrong path at that time? "Master He, can you write a couplet for me as well?"

He Yuzhu nodded and looked at Ran Qiuye: "Okay, I wonder what brings you here today."

Ran Qiuye took out the gift she bought: "On the one hand, it's the New Year soon, so I bought some gifts, and on the other hand, thank you for what happened today. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't be able to find the documents in my bag."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "What's the big deal? Seeing injustice on the road, you should help it?"

The two of them didn't know what to say for a moment, so Ma Xiuxiu pulled Ran Qiuye over and said, "Teacher Ran, let's go in and talk."

Ran Qiuye, Ma Xiuxiu and He Yushui all went in. He Yuzhu originally thought that Ma Jianshe was also here, but he didn't expect that Ma Jianshe was watching TV in the house.

He Yuzhu had to clean up outside by himself.

When Yan Bugui returned home, he was shaking with anger. The third aunt looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Shouldn't you be out writing couplets at this time? Why are you back so early?"

Yan Bu looked at the third aunt with a noble look: "Isn't it He Yuzhu, that little bastard, who wants to get involved in everything?"

The third aunt was stunned and looked at Yan Bugui: "Isn't He Yuzhu just a cook? What skills can he have? You went out to write couplets, not to cook. How could he offend you?"

Yan Bugui took a sip of water and said, "Silly Zhu is making me so angry."