Siheyuan: Black and steady Gou Laoliu

"Big pot, Sugar Fuluer is so good, I like big pot the most, big pot is the best."

Children's emotions come and go quickly. After Han Xiaoxiao finished eating a string of candied haws, all his previous feelings of grievance and fear were swept away.

Han Li was also very happy to hear this: "When Xiaoxiao can recite five ancient poems, Daguo will buy you a string of candied haws."

Han Xiaoxiao responded excitedly: "Okay, okay."

After the water boiled, Han Li felt that the temperature had not risen enough. Worried that his sister would catch a cold while taking a bath, he decided to just wash her hair first.

"Xiaoxiao, stop sucking on the candied haws sticks and come over here to wash them for me."

"Okay." Han Xiaoxiao put the candied haws stick carefully away, then ran to the big pot.

Wet your hair, apply soap, and scrub gently, each step is in order.

Han Li appears to be extremely patient with his lovely and adorable sister.

If it were Han Yong and Han Cong, they would start by using the violent Indian style of shampooing.

However, Han Li felt that this situation should not occur because the two brothers were not worthy.

Hey, such double standards!

"Da Guo, when should I start reciting poems?" Han Xiaoxiao was still thinking about the candied haws she would get as a reward for reciting five poems, so she was very motivated to recite poems.

"I'll teach you now. I'll read a line, and you follow me. 'Ode to the Goose' by Luo Binwang. Goose, goose, goose…"

"Eternal Hunger by Luo Binwang Hungry, hungry, hungry..."

Han Xiaoxiao pouted and looked distressed: "Da Guo, this man named Luo Binwang is so pitiful, he is always hungry."

Hearing this, Han Li was slightly startled, then realized that the little girl had heard the word "goose" as "hungry". He couldn't help but laughed and shook his head to correct her: "It's goose, the goose of the big white goose, not the hungry one."

"Big pot, what is that big white goose?"

It seems that Han Xiaoxiao has never seen a big white goose. Han Li thought for a while and then said, "It's a relatively large duck. I'll take you to see the big white goose later."

"Big Pot, what's the duck tied to?"

Han Li was stunned by the question, thinking that this was the capital city, and Han Xiaoxiao was only three years old and had hardly ever left the courtyard, so he had very little knowledge of the outside world.

“Remember the taste of roast duck last night?”

"Remember it, it's so fragrant and delicious."

“Then roast duck is roasted with duck.”

"Slurp~ Big pot, the roast duck is so good." Han Xiaoxiao smacked her lips, clearly savoring the taste of the roast duck. As she was thinking, she suddenly said, "Big pot, when can we have roast duck again?"

Han Li tapped his sister's forehead and said, "You little greedy cat, you only think about food. When you can recite 20 poems, you can eat roast duck."

At this moment, He Yushui suddenly ran in, crying, "Brother Han Li, my silly brother is dying again."

"Yushui, your brother is fine. It's just like when a person has a cold and feels weak. He just needs to rest for a while."

As the culprit, Han Li knew Sha Zhu's condition very well. He knew that Sha Zhu's body was drained after the effect of the medicine that restored his physical strength wore off.

When He Yushui heard that Silly Brother was fine, her fear and panic immediately dissipated.

But when she saw Brother Han Li helping Han Xiaoxiao wash her hair and Han Xiaoxiao's face was filled with a happy smile, He Yushui couldn't help but think that no one loved her, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.

There is no harm without comparison. He Yushui was so envious that she cried.

At this moment, she wished so much that she was also Brother Han Li’s sister.

She was thankful that her silly brother not only helped her wash her hair, but also kept her from going hungry.

He Yushui still clearly remembers that her scalp was severely itchy last month. She had a fever that night after washing her hair and felt uncomfortable for several days.

It would be fine if I didn’t think about it, but once I thought about it, my head started to itch again.

"Yushui, don't cry, your brother will be fine. If you cry, people who don't know will think I'm bullying a child."

He Yushui sobbed, "I, I'm not crying. I, I'm happy."

Seeing that He Yushui had dry and yellow hair, a pale face, and his clothes were not patched but dirty, and looked rather slovenly, Han Li couldn't help but feel pity for him.

"Yushui, I want to discuss something with you." Han Li thought for a moment and continued, "From now on, you will teach Xiaoxiao to read and write, and I will teach you cooking and life skills. Is that okay with you?"

He Yushui is already seven years old and has begun to have self-esteem. This kind of equal exchange is better than alms.

In addition, Han Li felt that it was appropriate for He Yushui to teach his younger sister, and the two little ones could play happily together.

"Okay." He Yushui nodded like a chick pecking at rice without hesitation, and said seriously: "I will definitely teach Xiaoxiao well."

The experience of begging for food many times made He Yushui, who was only seven years old, realize the fickleness of human nature.

Whenever someone gave her the cold shoulder, she would think how nice it would be if she could cook, so that she wouldn’t have to care about other people’s faces.

Unfortunately, her silly brother would either fight with Xu Damao or drink after get off work every day, and never thought of teaching her.

After drying his sister's hair, Han Li reminded her, "Xiaoxiao, stay here in the sun and don't run around until Daguo comes back."

There was no hair dryer, and I was afraid that my sister would run around like a child and catch a cold.

"Okay."

He Yushui watched this scene and couldn't help thinking: "Brother Han Li is ten thousand times better than my silly brother. It's so happy to be her sister."

Then, Han Li and He Yushui walked towards the central courtyard.

Just after passing the hanging flower gate in the front yard, I saw Third Aunt Yang Ruihua coming out of the house: "Xiao Han, I've been dozing off a lot lately. Can you help me feel my pulse and see what's wrong?"

This is the Yan family. They want to take advantage of everything, especially free ones.

This man just sold Han Xiaoxiao and had that old hag Jia Zhang blocking the door and scolding him for so long, but now he lets Han Li help her with her medical treatment without blushing or beating his heart.

Without saying anything else, this kind of shamelessness is just like that of the calculating old man Yan.

"Third Aunt, I have to go see Sha Zhu first. As for your sleepiness, it must be because you slept too late at night."

Han Li remembered that Yan Bugui (Bu, the Bu in Bengbu) was also quite fertile, but now she only had two children, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang. This sleepy girl might be pregnant again.

Thinking of the reason why he slept late at night, Yang Ruihua couldn't help blushing and quickly turned around and went back to the room.

It was almost time for dinner, but no one was seen in the Central Courtyard.

After entering Sha Zhu's house, Han Li still smelled a faint smell of urine, but it was much better than in the morning.

And Shazhu was lying on the bed half dead, groaning.

Han Li ignored Sha Zhu and walked towards the He family's kitchen.

"To cook, you have to make a fire first. You can take one or two pieces of coal and a brazier and go to my house or Auntie's house to start a fire. Be careful when you bring back the red-hot charcoal..."

Han Li patiently explained every step of cooking.

After teaching He Yushui how to cook corn flour and make pancakes, Han Li's face darkened when he saw that the corn flour was almost gone.

"The family must store enough food to last for at least ten days or half a month. When the food is running out, ask your brother to buy more. This is called having food at home so that you don't have to worry.

If you really run out of food one day, you can go to my house or Auntie's house to borrow money, and then pay it back when you come back to buy something. This is called borrowing and paying back, so it is not difficult to borrow again. "

After He Daqing ran away with Widow Bai, He Yushui had no one to teach him. He probably had to endure countless cold stares and scolding before he could learn to live independently.

"In addition, you must have money in your hand. When you are short of money, ask Sha Zhu for it. You should know that you also have a share of the two rooms in Old He's house.

If Shazhu refuses to give it to you, then you can tell him that you want to split up the family and sell the house. However, you must remember that this kind of threat can only be used when you have asked for money three times but still cannot get it. "

In fact, Han Li also has a more gentle solution, such as asking He Yushui to help her silly brother with laundry and housework in exchange for compensation.

In this way, the brother and sister can get what they need from each other, and their lives should become more and more prosperous. Maybe their relationship will even get better and better.

But does Sha Zhu deserve it? Han Li was very conscientious in not instigating He Yushui to hate Sha Zhu.

"Brother Han Li, thank you."

He Yushui was very happy. After Brother Han Li's advice, she realized that she could live with dignity instead of having to beg for help from others when her stomach was growling with hunger.

"You teach Xiaoxiao to read and write, and I teach you these. We each get what we need, and neither of us owes anything to the other. When you have time, go to the outer courtyard and learn how to wash clothes and cook from my mother."

Han Li smiled lightly, thought for a moment and added: "By the way, I don't think Uncle He is such a heartless person. He must be thinking of you. After he sorts out his affairs, he will definitely send you living expenses by mail."

Han Li also didn't want He Yushui, who was only seven years old, to live in hatred and feel that the whole world was cold.

"Is this true?" He Yushui's eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared at Brother Han Li with expectation, wanting to get a confirming answer.

She always felt that she was abandoned by her father. Even when she and her brother went to Baocheng, her father He Daqing hid and didn't want to see them.

Especially the old witch Jia Zhang always scolded her for being a money-losing thing. It was because she was a money-losing thing that her father didn't want her.

This also directly led to the young He Yushui thinking that he was a real money-loser, and his personality became withdrawn and inferior.

Han Li nodded heavily: "I believe Uncle He is not such a heartless person, and he will not abandon you. He must have his own reasons. Yushui, you are so cute and a good child, how could Uncle He be so cruel to abandon you."

He had read a lot of Siheyuan fan fiction and knew that He Daqing had sent living expenses to He Yushui by mail, but it was always intercepted by Yi Zhonghai who wanted to do a favor to Sha Zhu.

It was not until many years later that Yi Zhonghai handed the money to Qin Huairu, who was married to Sha Zhu.

As for He Yushui, who needed the money the most when she was a child, she didn't even see a single hair. Since she didn't feel any love from her father, she resented her father for decades.

Just imagine, He Daqing was able to mail the living expenses for He Yushui to Yi Zhonghai. He must have entrusted his two children to the Yi family before leaving and went to Baocheng with peace of mind.

What a pity, I trusted the wrong person!

All I can say is that Qinman Siheyuan deserves its name.

"Don't think too much. Go eat. Your stomach is starting to rumble."

After saying that, Han Li turned around and left, leaving He Yushui alone staring at the door, crying and laughing, unable to calm down for a long time.

After lunch, the young teacher He Yushui immediately went to work. When she appeared again, the smile on her face was much brighter.

Before long, the sound of Lang Lang reading could be heard from the outer courtyard, while Han Li was sitting on a stool leaning against the wall, dozing off, thinking in his mind about how to deal with Jia Dongxu.

The old witch Jia Zhang relied on her young and strong son Jia Dongxu and her uncle Yi Zhonghai to bully others in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai relies on his status as a big boss and will not fight with anyone unless it is absolutely necessary. He only plays the game of moral blackmail, and Han Li is not afraid of him at all.

But Jia Dongxu, the mama's boy, will most likely come directly to the door and beat them up. It is because the Han family was too weak and could be bullied before.

The temperature was rising at the moment, and Han Li didn't sleep well last night, so he started to feel drowsy after sunbathing for a while, and finally fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Li was woken up by someone. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Wude's anxious face: "Xiao Han, hurry up and follow me. Don't keep me waiting anxiously."

As he spoke, Lao Xu started pulling Han Li's arm, looking extremely anxious.

A moment later, Han Li, sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, saw Xu Wude pedaling so fast that he left an afterimage.