Rebirth He Yuzhu stays away from troubles

The comfortable life in the countryside is like a beautiful poem, telling the beauty of nature and the simplicity and kindness of the folks.

There is no hustle and bustle of the city, no pressure of time, only bright sunshine and endless hope.

In his life in the countryside, Xu Damao found his spiritual sustenance "Li Wan'er" and realized the true meaning of harmonious coexistence between man and nature.

Yes! In this life, He Yuzhu did not fight Xu Damao at every turn; nor did Yi Zhonghai take sides and settle the matter after being beaten by He Yuzhu.

Xu Damao grew up in a normal life, and his mind was not twisted. He did not have to lick his wounds alone at home after being hurt again and again, so he did not become a person who appeared to be honest on the surface, but was actually cunning and calculating against others behind the scenes.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling..."

Accompanied by the pleasant ringing of car bells, Xu Damao felt the prosperity of the city: watching the bustling crowds of people shuttling through the streets and alleys, the busy vehicles on the road; the endless stream of customers in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the various commodities displayed in the windows; the various restaurants and cinemas were bustling, and the sounds of people talking and laughing were intertwined with the noise...

Xu Damao's inner uneasiness and anxiety were gradually drowned out by the prosperity along the way as he rode his bicycle through the old city.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling..."

Xu Damao pushed his cart into the courtyard. The second uncle Yan Fugui, who lived at the gatehouse, greeted Xu Damao with a kettle for watering the flowers. He seemed to be concerned and asked, "Damo, you've been out for almost a week, right? Did your trip to the countryside go well?"

"Uncle, thank you for your concern. My trip to the countryside that time was not like lifting an ant with a big crane. It was very easy." Xu Damao laughed.

Yan Fugui looked at the local specialties that Xu Damao brought back from the countryside hanging on the handlebars of his bike, and his eyes became jealous. He continued to make small talk: "Da Mao, you went to the countryside, and Lou Xiao'e went back to her parents' home these days."

Xu Damao looked at Yan Fugui's greedy expression and thought to himself, "If I don't give him some sweet treats, he will probably start to talk to me."

"Uncle, the fellow villagers gave me some dried mushrooms. Although there are not many, I'll give you a handful to improve the flavor." Xu Damao said as he opened the cloth bag, grabbed a handful of dried mushrooms, and handed them to Yan Fugui.

"Hey, dried mushrooms are a good thing these days. Thank you, uncle."

"If you need anything, just let me know. I'm grateful." Yan Fugui took the dried mushrooms with a little excitement and spoke politely.

When Xu Damao returned home, he saw that his home had hardly changed from before he went to the countryside. He sighed and tidied up the house.

"If it weren't for this era, Lou Xiao'e and I wouldn't be together. It was this era that brought Lou Xiao'e and I together."

"In this slum with complicated human relationships, Lou Xiao'e has no one to talk to. When I'm not at home, she really has no choice but to go back to her parents' home..." Xu Damao was tidying up the house with his heart in high spirits.

"Knock, knock..." Xu Damao knocked on the door of the Lou family villa.

"Son-in-law, you're here to pick up the young lady!" The servant of the Lou family greeted her tactfully.

"Yes, I went to the countryside to show movies. As soon as I came back, I came to pick up Xiao'e." Xu Damao explained casually.

When I walked into the living room of the Lou family, Lou Xiao'e was listening to the radio and reading a book with her head down.

"Xiao'e, what book are you reading?" Xu Damao asked, looking at Lou Xiao'e's figure.

"Da Mao, you're here!" Lou Xiao'e stood up with a little joy and said to Xu Damao.

"It's just to kill time. The book is How the Steel Was Tempered."

"A novel by the Soviet writer Nikolai Ostrovsky, written in 1933."

"Through Pavel Korchagin's growth path, the novel tells people that only when a person defeats the enemy and himself in the hardships of the revolution, and only when he links his pursuit with the interests of the motherland and the people, can he create miracles and grow into a steel warrior."

Xu Damao took up Lou Xiao'e's words and explained "How the Steel Was Tempered" as if he was narrating a movie, so natural and casual.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes sparkled with little stars, and she said gently, "Da Mao, shall we finish our dinner here before going back?"

"I'll listen to you." Xu Damao looked at Lou Xiao'e lovingly.

"These are dried mushrooms given by the villagers when I went to the countryside. I brought a bag here for your parents to try." Xu Damao lifted the cloth bag and motioned for Lou Xiao'e to see.

"Sit down and take a rest. I'll go tell my mom that you're here. I'll be back soon." Lou Xiao'e walked towards the stairs happily.

As the country transformed the national capitalists, the Lou family left the old couple in Beijing. Some of the children went to Hong Kong and some went abroad. Fortunately, the married Lou Xiao'e would come back from time to time to accompany the old couple.

Every time the Lou family saw Xu Damao coming, they had complicated feelings. If measured by the Lou family's wealth, Xu Damao was too insignificant; but in this era and environment, it would be safest for Lou Xiao'e to marry Xu Damao, and it would also bring the Lou family a good reputation of being close to the workers and peasants.

The Lou family had dinner in silence at the table. The Lou family still adhered to the rule of "not talking while eating". However, during the meal, Lou's mother frequently picked up dishes for Xu Damao, and Lou's father Lou Bancheng also asked Xu Damao to eat more dishes.

After dinner, everyone started chatting in the living room. The servants of the Lou family also made tea. Lou Bancheng asked Xu Damao about the recent situation of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and his experiences in the countryside. Listening to Xu Damao's narration, Lou Bancheng frowned and relaxed, feeling very happy...

The national capitalists of this era experienced the Japanese occupation and the Republic of China. Most of them were oppressed and survived in the cracks. Most of those who stayed after the founding of the People's Republic of China were patriotic, and they wanted to contribute to the country's construction with the heart of serving the country through industry.

Seeing that Lou Bancheng and Xu Damao had almost finished their conversation, Lou's mother burst out with her "pitiful parental love" attitude without reservation. She interrupted at the right time, urging Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao to have a baby quickly, which made Lou Xiao'e blush and Xu Damao didn't know what to say.

Seeing her daughter and son-in-law like this, Lou's mother became even more anxious, so she asked, "You've been married for several years, and it seems that you two have a good relationship. Is it a physical problem, or are you not doing the right thing to have a child?"

When Mr. Lou saw that the situation was not good and his wife was about to scold his daughter and son-in-law, he quickly made an excuse that he had something to do and went to the study upstairs to hide away.

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao could only sit there and listen to Lou's mother talking over and over again. Finally, Lou's mother felt that she had said enough and finally decided, "You two can find time to come home one day. I will ask the top traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the city to treat you."

"Da Mao, I know you are busy and hard-working, but you can't neglect the work of having children. Only when the working class and peasant class have offspring can they better build the country..."

Amid Lou's mother's nagging and care, Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e fled from the Lou family's home.

The city at night is like a beautiful painting, leaving behind the hustle and bustle of the day.

Under the shelter of the night, the city seemed to exude a unique charm. Xu Damao rode his bike with Lou Xiaoe, chatting and laughing, and drove slowly towards the courtyard along the plane trees on both sides of the road...