Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

"Okay, Zhuzi, this is my home address. I'll wait for you at home. If you dare not come, I will go to Beijing to arrest you."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand, picked up his luggage and left, looking so free and easy.

"People who take life and death lightly live a transparent life." He Yuzhu sighed sincerely.

Watching the old man walk away, He Yuzhu carried his luggage and asked for directions along the way. Finally, he took a donkey cart to reach the coal mine guesthouse.

With the letter of introduction from the capital, He Yuzhu was assigned a single room. Unexpectedly, he got a pleasant surprise. He Yuzhu had been prepared to squeeze together with a group of unkempt men. It was not that he was greedy for enjoyment. Who would be willing to suffer if they could be more comfortable?

The so-called single room is nothing more than this, a bed, a table and a chair. As for a private bathroom, forget it.

Fortunately, it was relatively clean. He Yuzhu took out the toiletries prepared by Lou Xiaoe from the space and went out to take a bath in the public bathhouse.

When he came to the bathroom, not many people were taking a bath. He Yuzhu, who had been on the train for several days, took a nice hot bath and relaxed for the first time. As for the coal issue, he decided not to think about it for the time being.

"Put on your watch, take a shower, and enjoy every second of comfort. Leave your worries for tomorrow."

After returning to the room, He Yuzhu fell asleep and slept until noon the next day. After getting up and stretching, he simply washed up and had a simple breakfast in the guesthouse. He Yuzhu decided to interview some of Yang Weimin's comrades first. If they could help, then his journey would be less stressful.

He Yuzhu did what he said and set off with the address. Unfortunately, the owner of the first address had moved, and the neighbors didn't know where he had moved to.

The second one was successfully found, and it was also very welcoming. After the greetings, when He Yuzhu explained the purpose of his visit, the middle-aged man named Wu sighed and said:

"Comrade He, I'm sorry I can't do anything for you. Because my family has overseas connections, I have to stand aside now. I'm sorry."

He Yuzhu also understood his difficulties. He Yuzhu was afraid that the longer he stayed, the more trouble he would cause to others, so he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Comrade He, you can take the things with you. I won't accept the reward without merit~"

Although it was obvious that the middle-aged man really wanted to keep the food as the children at home were hungry, his pride reminded him not to do so.

He Yuzhu also noticed the man's embarrassment.

"Uncle Wu, Uncle Yang and I are very close, you don't have to feel embarrassed. I will tell Uncle Yang about your family's problems when I get back and see if he can do anything about it."

"Comrade He, I will accept it shamelessly. Please don't bother Lao Yang with my family's affairs. Don't cause him any more trouble. I know there are many comrades in the same situation as mine, and Lao Yang can't help them all."

This is a true friend. I may not be able to help you, but I also can’t make things difficult for you.

He Yuzhu was also deeply moved by this pure comradeship.

Before leaving, they still left some money. It was not that He Yuzhu was reluctant to give more, but giving more would harm them instead.

Otherwise, after the Four Olds were destroyed and the situation calmed down, how come many families had so many heirlooms? How did they come from?

Watching He Yuzhu leave, the middle-aged man tightly grasped the envelope in his hand, tears in his eyes, and kept muttering.

"My dear, let the descendants of our Wu family remember that the He family in Beijing saved our lives~"

"Hmm~"

Yang Weimin gave three addresses in total. In view of the situations of the first two, He Yuzhu had no hope for the third one. However, he still decided to go and take a look, just as a way to visit Yang Weimin's old comrade.

The situation with the third family was slightly better. However, although the other party seemed very enthusiastic, they were just chatting with He Yuzhu about family matters and never mentioned helping He Yuzhu get coal. He Yuzhu knew that it would be a waste of words, so he drank a few cups of tea, left the gifts and left.

"Xiaotian, after today, I will be too embarrassed to say hello to Lao Yang when I see him again~"

"Old Song, the situation is so tense right now. Look at Old Wu. The most important thing for us now is to protect ourselves. You can't bear to see the children go hungry."

The middle-aged man surnamed Song took a deep puff of cigarette and said: "Xiaotian, what is wrong with this world, ah~"

He Yuzhu didn't expect that it was only 1965. Before he traveled through time, he remembered that history books said that the storm started in 1966. He never thought that the situation is so serious now.

After returning to the guesthouse, even though He Yuzhu was very optimistic, he had no idea at the moment. He was unfamiliar with the place, and what could he do? The factory was still waiting for the rice to be cooked.

Tonight, He Yuzhu had a rare insomnia~

He Yuzhu, who didn't know when he fell asleep last night, was awakened by voices outside the door early in the morning. He got up, dressed, and went to the cafeteria of the guesthouse.

He Yuzhu walked around with a cigarette in his hand and soon found out a lot of information. Almost everyone present was a competitor, who were sent from various places to grab coal.

Some have lived here for more than a month, their hair is almost falling out from worry, and they have tried many social interactions, but to no avail.

He Yuzhu felt that he could not stay in the guesthouse any longer, otherwise he would be driven crazy or depressed by this group of people.

Since there is no other way, then change your mood, go visit friends, and the only way to relieve your worries is to drink.

He Yuzhu immediately returned to his room, changed into clean clothes, took out the gift from the space, found the address left by the old man, and went out.

"Comrade He, it's useless to give gifts. The people in the coal mine are all vampires and they don't do human things."

He Yuzhu also smiled in response to the kindness emanated from the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Comrade, I'm not going to the coal mine. An elder in my family is here, and I want to go there to relax."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man did not say anything more, but went out to drink to drown his sorrows early in the morning with a bottle of wine.

He Yuzhu, who was unfamiliar with the place, took a donkey cart and arrived at the address left by the old man.

When he arrived at the door, He Yuzhu slapped his forehead. It was the weekend and it was broad daylight. It was the wrong time to come. Never mind. He would just knock on the door. If no one was there, he would have to come back another day.

"Who is it~"

"An old woman's voice came from the courtyard~"

"Creaky~" the door opened.

"Who are you looking for, comrade?"

"Hello, Auntie. Is this Mr. Zhang Qianjin's home?"

"My dear, who is it?"

The old man's voice was heard from inside the house.

He Yuzhu hurriedly shouted: "Old man, it's me, Zhuzi."

"Oh, it's Zhuzi. I was wondering why there was a magpie chirping in the yard today. It turns out it's you, boy."

"Old lady, this is the Zhuzi I told you about, a very good young man."

"Hey, so you are the pillar, please come in~"