Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

The New Year is supposed to be a time of joy. People these days are also the easiest to feel happy.

Or in a few years, I can’t say that.

Especially a family where the whole family is reunited and lives a healthy life. There is no longer the distorted life of feasting and feasting in the city and bombardment outside the city. Everyone is so drunk that they can't see clearly where tomorrow will lead.

Not to mention He Yuzhu's age, even He Yuzhu bursts into tears when talking about two or three years ago.

There's no way, it's too scary. Sijiucheng is pretty good and has not experienced war. But gunshots rang out from time to time on the street, and the security chief and his gangsters came into the hospital from time to time to call their names.

Of course, they won't arrest people for no reason like what they show on TV.

But don’t even think about living a peaceful life.

In fact, He Yuzhu is luckier than He Yuzhu, but also more miserable than He Yuzhu.

He Yuyu belongs to the kind of cross-society person who knows that being stable and having enough food and clothing is happiness.

And because He Yuzhu has no memory of his previous life, he cannot feel the happiness now.

To put it bluntly, he has reached this era. My feeling about this era is half helpless and half novel.

Just like He Yuyu, when he took a bite of braised pork, his eyes turned into beautiful crescent moons.

But He Yuzhu looked at the table full of delicacies and was thinking about his little old man. Where should he be now?

Should I eat fried noodles while chewing snow on the peninsula, or eat hot dumplings in the back of Northeast China?

When I think of my little old man in his previous life, I think of Uncle Qian. At the end of the year, the old man got into a lot of trouble.

Uncle Qian was still worried about his son not returning to Sijiu City. When He Yuzhu went to clean his hut that day, he thought of cleaning Old Man Qian's house as well. As a result, he was rejected. Looking at Uncle Qian's disgusting face, He Yuzhu could only walk out dejectedly.

I met a neighbor who lived in the front yard, a family of four, whose surname was Shen. He Yuzhu followed others and called him Third Brother Shen. He saw He Yuzhu coming out of Old Man Qian's house holding a broom and rag. Quickly wave him over.

When He Yuzhu came up, they greeted each other. Third brother Shen whispered to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzhu, don't waste your efforts. The old man's awkward attitude will not be relieved until he sees his son and his family. Even when Uncle Gan asked his two boys to clean up the backyard, the old man pushed him away. Oh. Oh, this time. The old man is really sad."

He Yuzhu also asked in a low voice: "Weren't you very happy to hear the news about his son some time ago? Even if he can't come back because of a mission, it won't be like this? He hasn't been prepared for years. I just took a look , The old man has not prepared anything in his house. Is it possible that he will spend the Chinese New Year in a cold place?"

Third Brother Shen was also angry, threw the things in his hand to the ground, and said angrily: "It's not that some old women in the alley are gossiping that the old man's son is unwilling to come back, it's not because he is busy with work. It's because he hates the old man for abandoning his family and his son. He made a revolution and killed his mother.

These old ladies just talk nonsense day after day when they have nothing to do. If it weren't for the old man back then, how could we be where we are now? All of them are ungrateful. "

Only then did He Yuzhu understand why the old man's mood had changed so much recently. I originally felt guilty towards my son and wife, so I raised some hopes, but was stimulated by other people's gossip.

He Yuzhu knew why. It was because after Uncle Qian learned about his son, he held a banquet in the whole courtyard and the smell of the meat spread to other courtyards.

If you can't eat it, you will feel greedy and resentful in your heart.

He Yuzhu sighed: "Oh, I wish I had known better and not let Uncle Qian hold that banquet. Otherwise, if his son doesn't come over in a day, Uncle Qian will not be able to turn around."

Brother Shen also slapped his thigh and sighed: "Who says it's not the case? This is such a stupid thing."

.........

On the evening of the 30th, when the food was not on the table, He Yuzhu took a lunch box and divided a few rare dishes.

Seeing his son like this, He Daqing asked, "Is he giving it to Lao Qian?"

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said: "The old man's son won't come back this year, so he heard some gossip. He got into a childish temper and refused to prepare anything. We can't let him drink porridge during the Chinese New Year, right?"

He Daqing nodded, stood up, took a lunch box, and went to the place where he kept dumplings to fill a box full of frozen dumplings.

He Daqing handed the lunch box to He Yuzhu and said: "Go and give it to you, Uncle Qian. If he wants it, just say he doesn't want it and I won't let you go home. What's the matter!"

When He Yuzhu walked to the small courtyard with his lunch box, he naturally exchanged happy wishes with familiar people on the road.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu's lunch box didn't contain soup, otherwise the lunch box would have spilled if he kept raising his hand and letting it go.

Lao Gan was coming out of Lao Qian's room. When he saw He Yuzhu, he first said hello to each other. Then he saw the lunch box held by He Yuzhu and mouthed towards the old Qian family next to him! He Yuzhu nodded in agreement.

Lao Gan walked closer and said with a wry smile: "Okay, you should try it too! Lao Qian was too pretentious today. He took back all the things everyone sent. I just asked him to go to my house to have a glass of wine with me. He refuses to go, saying that there is no rule in the world about going to other people's New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve. He has not returned the things his comrades sent him, but this old man refuses to do it. Now he is just drinking peanuts. .”

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said loudly on purpose: "Then I'm in a bad situation. What can I say about my old man? If I can't complete the task, just tell me not to go home for dinner. Who do you think I offended? New Year's Eve Thirty suffers this injustice!"

Uncle Qian heard the conversation outside and understood what the two people meant. Opening the door and shouting: "Come in! Everyone is pretending, do you think I'm deaf?"

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand to let Lao Gan go first. Lao Gan gave He Yuzhu a thumbs up with a smile and walked into Qian's house first.

Lao Gan walked in and said with a smile: "Hey, Comrade Qian has figured it out?"

Lao Qian rolled his eyes helplessly and said with a smile: "What if you don't want to communicate? Children have their own responsibilities!

Just like Zhu Zhu said just now, if it can't be completed, many people will not be able to eat New Year's Eve dinner!

I was not like this back then. On the night of New Year's Eve, when the superiors told us to set off, each person took hot sweet potatoes and marched in a hurry. The delicious dishes and rice prepared by the chef class and fellow villagers for a long time were left to dry there. In the past, I just wanted to live like this..." Uncle Qian pointed to the lights of various houses outside the window, and said with some choking, "But I..."

He Yuzhu looked around and sighed secretly. Indeed, who doesn’t want to reunite as a family? Why do you think so, cold pot and cold stove?

He Yuzhu moved his mouth, but couldn't say any comforting words.

Lao Gan next to him also sighed and said with a wry smile: "Brother, there are times when we meet each other when we are alive! Don't listen to those gossips, they are all because you don't want to see good things in others. Unlike me, I miss my brother now and want to say something. Apologize, I don’t know if he can hear it?”

He Yuzhu walked forward, opened the lunch box and placed it on the table. It's okay, except for the dumplings, everything else is hot. He smiled and said: "No matter what! The days are getting better and better. From now on, there will be no such bad things. Come, Uncle Qian, try one. I usually want to taste my Lao He's craftsmanship, but I have to spend money. .”