I accidentally entered the courtyard and became Qin Huairu

On the train to Baocheng!

He Yuzhu and He Yushui, brother and sister, sat opposite each other.

He Yuzhu looked at his sister opposite him. Although he didn't say anything, he could feel that his sister was not in a good mood.

He knew that his sister might be nervous and uneasy because she was about to meet He Daqing.

So he tried to lighten the atmosphere with some light-hearted topics.

"Yushui, look at how beautiful the scenery outside the window is! When we get to Baocheng, I will take you around and buy you some beautiful clothes and delicious food." He Yuzhu said.

After listening to his brother's words, He Yushui raised his head to look out the window, then lowered his head and thought about something silently.

After a while, He Yuzhu felt that this was not going to work and he had to think of a way to make his sister happy.

He suddenly had an idea, took out a braised chicken from his bag, carefully opened the wrapping paper, broke off a chicken leg, and handed it to his sister: "Yushui, have some! I made this at around five in the morning, and it's still hot!"

He Yushui looked up at her brother He Yuzhu and was touched. She took the chicken leg and took a big bite, savoring its rich aroma and juicy texture.

"Brother, it smells so good!" He Yushui said vaguely while chewing a chicken leg.

Hearing his sister's praise, He Yuzhu laughed proudly: "Haha, I told you, my cooking skills must be no problem!"

Seeing his brother so happy, He Yushui couldn't help but laugh, a happy smile on his face.

She began to take the initiative to chat with her brother and share each other's daily life trivia and interesting stories.

"Brother, how is your work going recently? Have you encountered anything interesting?" He Yushui asked.

"Hehe, it's okay! I'm busy every day, but my life is quite fulfilling. By the way, how about you? Is there anything interesting happening at work?" He Yuzhu replied.

In this way, the brother and sister talked and laughed along the way, the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and happy, and they enjoyed the happy time in each other's company.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the windows of the courtyard onto the dining table of the Yi family. Yi Zhonghai finished his breakfast and was about to go to work. However, at this moment, a word from an auntie made the whole atmosphere tense in an instant.

"Old Yi, we received a telegram from Baocheng yesterday..." The aunt's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in Yi Zhonghai's ears.

His face suddenly changed, his body trembled violently, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground. Then, he seemed to lose his support and fell directly into the chair.

Seeing this, the old lady was shocked and asked quickly with concern: "Old Yi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to take a rest?" Her eyes were fixed on Yi Zhonghai, trying to find the answer from his face.

However, Yi Zhonghai did not answer her question.

His face was terribly gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner emotions.

After a moment's silence, he finally said slowly: "It's okay, I'm going to work!" After that, he stood up, his steps seemed unusually heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

An old lady looked at his departing back, with a look of bewilderment and confusion on her face.

She really couldn't understand why Yi Zhonghai suddenly became like this.

She recalled the scene just now. The two words "telegram" were there. Was it because of the content of the telegram? Or was there some other reason?

After Yi Zhonghai left home, he felt increasingly depressed.

Memories of the past kept coming back to his mind.

He knew very well what the telegram meant!

"Shouldn't we have cared about this kind of thing in the first place?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't be like this!"

Yi Zhonghai came to the steel rolling mill with a lot on his mind.

Baocheng, a city with a long history, displayed its unique products and characteristics in the 1960s.

Baocheng has rich and diverse products. The fertile land breeds high-quality agricultural products, and crops such as wheat, corn, and cotton grow vigorously, providing people with abundant food and textile raw materials.

In the orchard, apples, pears, peaches and other fruits hang on the branches, exuding an enticing aroma.

Special products are also well-known. Traditional handicrafts, such as paper-cuts and New Year paintings, are deeply loved by people for their exquisite skills and unique style.

In addition, donkey meat hot bread is even more famous. The combination of the crispy hot bread and the tender donkey meat is unforgettable.

In terms of industry, Baoding has some important industries.

Factories such as machinery manufacturing, textiles, and chemicals have contributed to the development of the city.

After He Yuzhu and his sister He Yushui got off the train, they felt the lively atmosphere here.

He Yuzhu looked at the watch on his wrist and found that it was past mealtime, so he took He Yushui to a state-owned restaurant.

They walked into the store and ordered some donkey meat hotpots and a bowl of donkey offal soup, preparing to fill their stomachs before going to look for their father He Daqing.

After finishing their meal, the brother and sister walked straight to He Daqing’s current residence.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, but their hearts were filled with emotion. Childhood memories came to mind, as clear as if they happened yesterday.

Finally, they arrived outside a familiar compound.

He Yuzhu and He Yushui stood at the door, staring quietly at the old courtyard, with a complex emotion flashing in their eyes.

This is the place they least want to recall.

Just as the brother and sister were lost in thought, an old man wearing a sweatshirt and holding a large palm-leaf fan appeared in front of them.

The old man was lying leisurely in the rocking chair, seemingly enjoying the sunshine of the summer afternoon.

Suddenly, he noticed two unfamiliar faces in front of him, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

"Who are you looking for?" The old man put down the large palm-leaf fan in his hand, sat up straight, and looked He Yuzhu and He Yushui up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

He Yuzhu came closer with a smile! "Uncle, we are from the capital, we are looking for He Daqing! Do you know him?"

When the old man heard the name He Daqing, he felt very familiar with it.

"I know, I know. He's not at home?"

"It's time to go to work at this hour!"

"By the way, who are you to him?"

He Yuzhu instinctively wanted to say that he was his son, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"We are his relatives!"

Old man, he didn't doubt that He Yuzhu was lying!

"Go in through this door and go straight in. The house at the back is the one!"

He Yuzhu smiled and nodded at the old man, saying, "Thank you!"

Then he took his sister He Yushui with him, and the two of them walked into the slum together.

As soon as they came in, they felt a chaotic atmosphere.

The slum was dirty and messy everywhere. Some houses had coal piled up in front of their doors, while others had shabby miscellaneous items placed in front of them.

These messy things occupied the already narrow passage, making walking very difficult.

The brother and sister took a lot of effort to finally arrive at the house the old man at the door mentioned.

However, the scene before them stunned them—a dilapidated wooden door stood in front of them, like an unbridgeable chasm.

The door looked shaky and would collapse at any moment.

He Yuzhu and He Yushui stood in front of the door, hesitated for a moment, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

They didn't know what the people inside would think of them, and the brother and sister didn't even have the courage to knock on the door.

This door became an insurmountable obstacle in their minds, making them want to give up.