Siheyuan: Cooking journey

"Sister Qin, how could my brother be like this..."

He Yushui sobbed as she confided to Qin Huairu.

"Your brother might be in a bad mood, don't take it personally."

Qin Huairu comforted him softly, but she felt bad. She also needed comfort, but she had to comfort He Yushui first.

She never expected that He Yuzhu could be so cold to his own sister.

In the past, although He Yuzhu was careless, harsh in his words and loved to compete, he never spoke harshly to He Yushui. He loved this sister who depended on him for everything very much, and his sister's words were like an imperial decree.

I originally wanted to use this to get closer to He Yuzhu.

Now that her hopes were dashed, Qin Huairu felt empty and at a loss.

Is that really the only way to go?

Qin Huairu was hesitant and felt a little unwilling.

If He Yuzhu's support had not stopped, she would not have had these thoughts.

Now that He Yuzhu no longer supports her, she begins to hesitate. Even if she really wants to do that, why must it be He Yuzhu? Wouldn't it be better to find someone with better conditions who can truly change the family's situation?

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu was no longer so concerned about He Yushui. Instead, she found her crying very annoying.

Is it necessary to cry like this for just a small injustice?

She has an older brother who takes care of her and spoils her, and she can go to school without any worries. She has no idea how difficult life is.

Unlike me, who was born in the countryside and had poor food and warm clothes.

I thought I would be able to live a good life after marrying into the city, but ended up in this situation, with the heavy responsibility of supporting the family.

She also longs to be loved and pampered by someone, but who is willing?

I originally saw a glimmer of hope in He Yuzhu, but now, this hope is extinguished.

The more Qin Huairu thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. As a widow, even if she kept herself clean and did nothing wrong, she would still have to endure the rumors and gossips from the outside world. If she really did something in the future, she would be cursed by everyone and her children would not be able to hold their heads up.

Qin Huairu really didn't want to take that step unless she had no other choice.

But now, she felt that she could not hold on any longer.

Not only is the work hard, but you also have to run around when you get home and even have to budget your meals carefully.

Even if the child cries and says he is hungry, there is no extra food.

Because if you eat too much at this meal, you will be hungry at the next one.

She hoped that the children could have enough to eat every meal.

If it can be achieved, what does it matter if I suffer a little injustice?

……

He Yushui ran away.

He Yuzhu was too lazy to pay attention. He finished all the noodles, cleaned up the dishes, washed up, locked the door, and went to bed.

As for He Yushui, she has her own room and he doesn't need to worry about her.

This courtyard with three entrances was the residence of a high-ranking official in the feudal era.

The room he lived in was considered the west wing at that time and was also one of the master bedrooms. It was quite spacious. Although it was just one room, it was actually as big as three tiled houses.

In that era, only people of status could live in such a house, and there was also a small side room next to it, where maids lived, so that they could serve at any time.

Now, He Yushui lives in that side room.

And he himself occupied the master bedroom.

At a time when housing is tight, a family of several people squeezed into a small house. Having such a big room and a stable job is definitely the definition of tall, rich and handsome, and many girls would be vying to marry him.

But because he was involved with the widow Qin Huairu, bad rumors spread, and no one introduced such a tall, rich and handsome man to a partner.

This is such bad luck.

Helping with good intentions may end up helping yourself to remain single.

The most important thing is that He Yuzhu couldn't explain why, because the atmosphere was conservative these days and even holding hands could be considered hooliganism.

It is the most immoral thing for an unmarried man to have trouble relating to a widow. Everyone will despise him, and perhaps also be jealous of him.

But no matter what, what He Yuzhu wants most now is to draw a clear line between himself and Qin Huairu and get rid of those gossips.

If He Yushui gets involved again, he will not recognize this sister.

……

A peaceful night.

He Yuzhu slept until dawn. Without a clock, he didn't know the exact time, so he just got up when he woke up.

He was brushing his teeth by the tap in the yard. Qin Huairu was carrying a basin of diapers to wash them. The four-year-old Xiaodang followed beside them, calling "silly uncle" in a baby voice.

He Yuzhu glanced at her and ignored her.

Qin Huairu pursed her lips, looked at He Yuzhu, wanted to say something but couldn't open her mouth, and finally lowered her head to continue washing diapers.

He Yuzhu ignored the mother and son. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he picked up the toothbrush cup to leave, but found that the toothpaste was missing.

I looked around subconsciously and saw Xiaodang putting toothpaste into his mouth.

Seeing He Yuzhu's eyes, Xiaodang seemed scared and started crying timidly.

"Xiaodang, it smells so good, I want to try it, it's cool and delicious, silly uncle, give me some, I'm so hungry."

Looking at Xiaodang's appearance, He Yuzhu felt sad.

"Xiaodang, what are you doing? Spit it out quickly. You can't eat it."

Qin Huairu walked forward anxiously and tried to pry open Xiaodang's mouth. Xiaodang was sobbing, but his mouth was tightly closed.

"How can you be like this, kid? Open your mouth."

Qin Huairu was so anxious that she almost cried.

It was early in the morning and the noise was heard by people in other rooms.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai from the Intermediate Court thought something big had happened and ran over in a hurry.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"fine."

He Yuzhu glanced at him, then looked at the anxious Qin Huairu, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Eat less toothpaste, it's okay."

After saying that, He Yuzhu turned around and went back to the room.

By the tap, Qin Huairu hugged Xiaodang tightly, tears silently falling.