Soul of the Siheyuan: Zhuzi, I can still give birth

Soon, another general meeting of the Siheyuan began.

This time, it was still the third uncle Yan Bugui who made the opening remarks.

"Today is a happy day for our No. 95 compound."

"Comrade He Yuzhu from our yard has been officially promoted to deputy director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill today. Everyone applaud!!"

The neighbors in the yard were clapping sparsely?

What does his promotion have to do with us?

This is what most neighbors think.

The second uncle also spoke at this time.

"Today, Uncle One discussed with me and Uncle Three. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"Since Zhuzi has been promoted to deputy director, he is still a leader, so he should help the neighbors in the courtyard more. Don't you think so?"

Everyone in the hospital knows what the situation is in He Yuzhu's family. If Zhuzi can help the people in the hospital, he will also benefit.

Just when everyone in the hospital was excited, Xu Damao stood in the crowd with a look of disdain on his face.

"Isn't he just a stinky cook? Even if he becomes the director, isn't he still a stinky cook? Who wants his help? Jingru, let's go home!"

After saying that, he pulled Qin Jingru, who was still preparing to continue eating melon, back home.

As for Xu Damao, no one in the hospital paid any attention to them. He was unwelcome.

Yi Zhonghai spoke at this time.

"Zhu Zi, we didn't blame you for not helping the people in the hospital before, but now that you are a leader, it's a bit unreasonable if you don't help the people in the hospital anymore."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu and asked him to express his opinion.

"Since everyone is saying this, it would be unreasonable for me not to help. Indeed, there are still many families in need in the hospital, and it is understandable to help them."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were overjoyed.

My good days are coming again soon.

"If you ask me to help everyone by myself, that's not realistic. I'm only one person and my energy is limited. Why don't we do this?"

"There are families in need in the front, middle and back yards. Let me help one of the families in the yard, and you three managers can't fall behind."

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, the three uncles immediately smelled a conspiracy.

They could even guess what He Yuzhu was going to say next.

"The poor families in the middle courtyard include the Jia family and Aunt Li's family, the Yang family in the front courtyard, and the Chen family in the back courtyard."

"Well, there are exactly four of our most needy neighbors, three uncles, plus me, which makes exactly four."

"We provide one-on-one assistance. Uncle Yang's family in the front yard will be assisted by Uncle Three."

"Mother Chen's family in the backyard will be assisted by the second uncle."

"As for the Intermediate Court, I helped Aunt Li's family. Aunt Li's husband died early, and the two boys in the family were just grown up. When they were eating their father out of money, I helped Aunt Li's family."

"As for the Jia family, which is in the most difficult situation, it was Yi Zhonghai who helped them when Jia Dongxu was still alive."

"Now Widow Qin is also Yi Zhonghai's apprentice. There is nothing wrong with a master helping his apprentice. If everyone agrees, then let's make this decision today."

Seeing that He Yuzhu was about to end the meeting, Yi Zhonghai and others became anxious.

The third uncle not only failed to catch the fox, but also got himself into trouble.

Not only did I not gain any advantage, but I also became a burden.

Yi Zhonghai's original intention was to let He Yuzhu help the Jia family.

But now this dog-skin plaster has been stuck on myself.

He wanted to refute, but he didn't have the strength to refute.

The second uncle is fine. There are only two people, grandfather and grandson, in the Chen family in the backyard, so the burden is not heavy.

As long as you have a good relationship with Zhuzi, then we will help you. It's just some food every month, it's just a drizzle.

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui stood up at the same time and wanted to say something.

But soon Yan Bugui sat down again.

We can't offend Zhuzi now.

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Say you won’t help the Jia family.

They are a poor family.

Talk about help.

This is another family of vampires. In just a few months, I have already spent more than a thousand dollars.

"Why, Yi Zhonghai, do you have anything else to say?"

When He Yuzhu saw Yi Zhonghai stand up, he thought he had something to say.

"I... Never mind. I have nothing to say."

Yi Zhonghai choked and sat down again.

"Since you have nothing to say, let's go. Aunt Li, come home later and I'll get you some corn flour."

After that, He Yuzhu asked Aunt Li from the middle courtyard to come to his house later to get food.

Aunt Li nodded embarrassedly, took the two boys, and followed He Yuzhu to his home.

"Aunt Li, wait a moment. Sit down first. I'll get you some cornmeal."

After saying this, He Yuzhu went to the kitchen.

It was the first time that Aunt Li and her two children came to He Yuzhu's house.

Looking at the beautiful house and furniture, especially the newly bought radio, which was playing Ma Sanli's stand-up comedy.

The two boys laughed out loud.

After a while, He Yuzhu took out a bag of corn flour, which probably weighed about 30 kilograms.

"Oh, Zhuzi, there are too many. We can't finish them all. Please leave some. Food is in great demand now."

When Aunt Li saw such a big bag, she quickly refused.

He Yuzhu said.

“Aunt Li, I’ve actually wanted to help you for a long time, but you know the people in the courtyard.”

"If I help one family, two more will come to help. You know, my brother and I didn't have a good life before."

"When my father passed away, I was still in school. My brother and I almost starved to death. It was Uncle Deng who helped us."

Speaking of this, Aunt Li also had tears in her eyes.

If my husband hadn't died, my family wouldn't be living like this now.

"So, from now on, I can help your family openly, and no one in the courtyard will dare to say anything."

He Yuzhu handed the corn noodles to Aunt Li’s eldest son, Deng Jianmin.

Deng Jianmin is almost sixteen years old this year. After graduating from junior high school, he stopped going to school because his family was poor.

Now I am waiting for the street office to arrange a job for me.

But it's difficult.

There are few jobs nowadays, not to mention that he is just a junior high school student.

"Zhu Zi, thank you, thank you!"

Aunt Li cried and thanked He Yuzhu, then took her two sons out of the He family's door.

Looking at the bag of grain in Aunt Li's eldest son's arms, Jia Zhang, who was sitting behind the window and observing secretly, saw it.

"This idiot Zhu actually used the food to subsidize Widow Li instead of helping our family. He has no conscience at all!"

"This courtyard is full of heartless people. My family is in such a difficult time, but they don't even come to help us. Look, my darling grandson has become skinny due to hunger."

Jia Zhang touched Banggeng's chubby face and said this against her will.

Banggeng has been living a very good life during this period.

From time to time, he could steal some money from He Yuzhu's house.

Sometimes it was a few cents, sometimes it was a dollar or two, which made him want to sneak into He Yuzhu's house and search from time to time.

"Okay, Mom, Shazhu is clearly trying to cut ties with our family, so stop scolding him. Huaihua is awake, maybe she peed, go check it out."

Little Huaihua also woke up at this time and was crying loudly.

Jia Zhang walked to the bedside cursing, picked up Xiao Huaihua, pulled out the spittoon, and let Xiao Huaihua urinate in it.

"This damn money-losing thing, why is it so torturous? It makes me pee several times a day. Isn't it annoying?"

Qin Huairu also carried a bag of flour and a grain book and went out to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy food rations.

Liu Haizhong in the backyard also asked the youngest son Liu Guangfu to take ten kilograms of corn flour to Uncle Chen's house.

He felt that providing ten kilograms of corn flour a month to support the Chen family was already the most he could do.

This corn flour costs ten cents per pound.

One dollar a month to support other grandparents and grandchildren is enough.

When Uncle Chen saw Liu Guangfu bringing him corn noodles, he was naturally happy and quickly thanked Liu Guangfu.

Liu Guangfu was also deeply moved after hearing this. He felt that no one had ever said thank you to him in his life.

What he had to face every day was Liu Haizhong's broom handle and beatings.

Yan Bugui, the third uncle in the front yard, was in a very uncomfortable situation.

The Yang family in the front yard has five members, and only the eldest son, Yang, has a job, burning boilers in a boiler factory.

Twenty-two dollars and fifty cents a month.

I have parents above me and younger siblings below me. I’m already 27 years old and still not married.

That woman would be willing to marry into such a family.

However, other members of the Yang family also made matchboxes to help with the family expenses, earning more than ten yuan a month.

If it’s difficult, it’s still manageable.

Yan Bugui sat at home and sighed, while the third aunt kept complaining beside him.

"Look at you, why did you follow Yi Zhonghai to get involved? Now you don't get any benefits and you have to pay a lot."

The third uncle also said with a bitter face.

"This old Yi always comes up with bad ideas. Every time he tries to scheme against someone else, he succeeded that time."

"The current Zhuzi is no longer the silly Zhuzi of the past. It seems that I should say less in the future meetings of the whole institute."

The third aunt patted the third uncle on the shoulder and said.

"What should we do now? I just went to the middle courtyard to ask Zhuzi and Lao Liu if they have given us food. If we don't give them any more food, we will be too ashamed to stay in this courtyard in the future."

The third uncle said painfully.

"Send the five kilograms of sweet potatoes from home to the Yang family."

After saying this, the third uncle slumped in his chair, as if all his strength had been drained away.

Yu Li looked at the third uncle and complained in her heart.

"It's just five pounds of sweet potatoes, worth at most ten cents, and you're going to give up everything? How can there be such a stingy person?"

Yan Jiecheng seemed to have noticed his wife's disdain, so he said to his father.

"Dad, it's just a few pounds of sweet potatoes, not worth two cents. This is ten cents, just consider it as a gift from me."

After saying that, Yan Jiecheng took out a dime and put it on the table.

When the third uncle saw the ten cents on the table, he immediately felt full of strength and quickly put the ten cents into his pocket.

The task of delivering the sweet potatoes naturally fell on the second son, Yan Jiefang.

These sweet potatoes were what he exchanged for when he went out of the city and into the countryside.

Yan Jiefang took the sweet potatoes and went to Yang's house, but the Yang family did not accept the bag of sweet potatoes.

He also told Yan Jiefang that he would not need to send food in the future, as his family's income was enough to support the whole family.

Yan Jiefang was also very happy after hearing this.

He also perfectly inherited the calculations of the third uncle.

So he hurried back and told his family the good news.

This made the third uncle's family very happy. The third uncle even took out a small bag of peanuts and shared it with his family.

As for Jia Zhang, she had been waiting at the door of Yi Zhonghai's house early in the morning, demanding food and meat.

This caused great headaches for Yi Zhonghai and his wife.

If you don't give it to me, this old woman will block the door and curse you.

Finally, the aunt had no choice but to throw a bag of corn flour and a small piece of bacon on the ground, and then slammed the door.

Then a quarrel was heard coming from the uncle's house.

Jia Zhang didn't care whether you quarreled or not. She picked up the things on the ground and went home happily.

Let Qin Huairu cook that small piece of bacon. Although we have already had dinner, we can still have a midnight snack.

Just like that, the farce of supporting the courtyard ended.

The next day, He Yuzhu got off work early and went to the gate of Hongxing Primary School to wait for Ran Qiuye to get off work.

Because it is almost the end of the year, Ran Qiuye is busy with the children's homework.

Although he was only in the first grade and the homework was very simple, Ran Qiuye still took it very seriously.

So it was almost dark when Ran Qiuye came out of school.

It was so cold that He Yuzhu was frozen to death.

"Qiuye, you finally came out. I was almost freezing to death."

He Yuzhu even broke off some dead branches from the roadside, built a fire in a corner, and squatted there to warm himself.

"I'm sorry, Zhuzi. I forgot about meeting you today because of the children's homework. I guess you are freezing."

While apologizing, Ran Qiuye rubbed He Yuzhu's frozen face with her hands.

"Come on, let's go get something warm. I can hardly feel my hands and feet."

He Yuzhu took Ran Qiuye's bicycle and drove her straight to Donglaishun.

He Yuzhu even felt that only a meal of mutton hotpot could save him.

Arrived at Donglaishun.

The business in the store is very busy.

Maybe it’s because it’s winter, this kind of soupy food is the best at warming people up.

At the dinner table, Ran Qiuye kept picking up hotpot mutton for He Yuzhu.

"That's enough, eat some too, my bowl is almost full."

He Yuzhu was holding a bowl, which was already filled with mutton hotpot.

"By the way, Qiuye, what do you want to talk to me about today? You seem quite busy!"

He Yuzhu wiped the sweat from his forehead. The temperature in the store was very high and he was sweating while eating.

"My parents...want to see you!"

Ran Qiuye said to He Yuzhu with a red face.

After hearing this, He Yuzhu was so happy that he put down his chopsticks and grabbed Ran Qiuye's hand.

"When we meet, I can prepare myself and buy two new clothes first. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to your parents to wear these old clothes."

"What else do you need to bring? Cakes, candies, and ten chickens...!"

Just when He Yuzhu was planning what to bring to meet Ran Qiuye's parents, Ran Qiuye spoke.

"Not so soon, maybe during the Chinese New Year. You know, my parents are both teachers, so they don't have any extra time right now. We can only wait until the winter vacation."

He Yuzhu nodded.

"Yes, yes, it's okay. I'll get ready first and then go meet your parents. I don't know if your parents will like me."

He Yuzhu said a little nervously.

"It's okay. My parents are very open-minded about my relationship and won't interfere too much. Don't worry. Even if they really don't like you, it's okay as long as I like you."

He Yuzhu chuckled after hearing this and put a piece of mutton hotpot into Ran Qiuye's bowl.

While eating, Ran Qiuye accidentally saw the brand new watch on He Yuzhu's hand.

But she didn't ask, and continued to accompany He Yuzhu for dinner.

He Yuzhu also noticed that Ran Qiuye discovered the watch on his wrist.

So he continued eating without saying anything.

He decided that when he got the money next month, he would buy a women's watch for Ran Qiuye. After all, as a teacher, she would have a strong sense of time.

He Yushui was still muttering that it was inappropriate to wear a watch, which cost more than a hundred yuan, and there would definitely be people who would covet her watch.

I'll buy it for her when she starts working.

However, He Yuzhu did not tell Ran Qiuye about this. He wanted to give Ran Qiuye a surprise.

Two months passed in a flash.

The time came to New Year's Day of 1962.

There are still six days until the Spring Festival.

The school was on winter vacation, and Ran Qiuye set the meeting time for two days later.

He Yuzhu has been very busy during this period.

Mr. Han told He Yuzhu about it.

The black market business is booming right now, and everyone is trying to find ways to get New Year's goods.

He Yuzhu said that supplies can definitely be guaranteed, but we must pay attention to safety and not get caught.

Mr. Han also had the supplies from the Red Star Steel Mill delivered over.

Because of the high quality of the materials and some concessions on profits, He Yuzhu successfully took over the line of delivering materials to the steel rolling mill.

The steel rolling mill will have its annual holiday on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month. Supplies will be distributed in the factory in the afternoon of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and then the company will have a five-day holiday.

I officially started work on the third day of the Chinese New Year.

What He Yuzhu is most concerned about now is the meeting with Ran Qiuye’s parents in two days.

I also bought new clothes and some candies and pastries.

The chicken, duck, fish and meat are also ready, and all that remains is the meeting two days later.

But He Yuzhu wants peace, but the people in the hospital don’t. Now someone is preparing to cause trouble again.