Siheyuan: From Being Called Shazhu

He Yuzhu is not stupid, he can still understand this little trick.

He just deliberately mentioned a person who was no longer alive and whose family had even moved away. After dealing with Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu, the matter came to an end.

But, time just keeps passing by.

In the blink of an eye, it's Sunday.

August 51, 8, the twelfth day of the seventh lunar month, is a good day for marriage.

He Yuzhu was practicing martial arts in the yard early in the morning when he was disturbed by the crackling sound of firecrackers set off by the wedding procession. He then went back to read the almanac.

"Brother, why is it so noisy outside?"

In the room, He Yushui rubbed her eyes and sat up on the bed in a daze.

"It's okay. Brother Dongxu from the old Jia family in the west house is getting married today. Let's go pick up the bride now."

"To pick up the bride?"

After hearing He Yuzhu's explanation, He Yushui suddenly became energetic.

"Brother, can I go? Xiaogui said that when her brother got married, she also went to pick up the bride, and it was so much fun. Moreover, her sister-in-law's family gave Xiaogui a lot of delicious food."

Looking at He Yushui, who was obviously tempted by the "delicious food" but wanted to act like she just wanted to "join in the fun", He Yuzhu touched her little head with amusement.

"I'm afraid not, because they are going to Changping to pick up the bride, which is quite far away."

"Is it far?"

He Yushui didn't know where Changping was, so he could only ask ignorantly:

"Is that farther than the front door?"

This question directly confused He Yuzhu.

He really wanted to say now, "I don't know, I'm not from here, you should ask someone else."

. . . . . . . .

After much persuasion, He Yuzhu finally managed to fool the other party.

After breakfast, He Yuzhu took He Yushui to the west room of the Jia family first.

"Aunt, congratulations, I hope my brother Dongxu will have a baby soon."

He Yuzhu looked at the people in the room, said a few auspicious words to Jia Zhang, and then walked to the accounting desk.

"Hey, Uncle Yan, your third child has been born in a blink of an eye, but you still haven't held a full-month banquet, haha."

He Yuzhu joked with Yan Bugui for a few words, put down 5000 yuan, picked up a cigarette, and left with He Yushui, who found everything new to him.

To be honest, if we're talking seriously.

Now, if He Yuzhu doesn't spend money on gifts, no one can say anything.

However, after all, He Yuzhu is now working and has even started to "set up a household", so it would be a bit unreasonable not to give a gift.

oh~~~

Spend it, spend it, it’s just 5000 yuan.

If you spend money, just consider it as buying peace of mind.

But why did He Yuzhu's heart feel like it was cut by a knife?

After all, it’s 5000 yuan.

How much does He Yuzhu earn in a month?

He Yuzhu, feeling more and more distressed the more he thought about it, decided not to leave before he even left the compound.

He just squatted down and looked at He Yushui.

"Xiao Yushui, did you like the excitement just now?"

"Yes, I like it."

Seeing He Yushui nodding with a smile, He Yuzhu felt relieved.

Touched He Yushui’s little head.

"If you like, then you can stay in the yard and play. After you finish eating with them at noon, you can come find me if you want."

"Really? Thanks, brother."

He Yushui cheered, turned around and ran back to the central courtyard.

Now, He Yuzhu was satisfied and went to work with a smile on his face.

After Qin Huairu came into the hospital and He Yuzhu saw her a few times, they kept seeing each other, and it was already September.

It’s time for Xiao Yushui to go to elementary school.

"When you enter school, you must listen to your teacher. You must unite with your classmates, don't fight, don't be naughty, and study hard. Do you understand?"

"Don't listen to your brother. If anyone dares to bully you, just fight back. It's okay. I'm here. Just do your job without worry."

"Master, what you said is wrong. How can you teach a little girl to fight? Yu Shui, don't listen to your uncle. Remember, don't fight if you can. When you can't bear it anymore, then fight and protect yourself."

"Well, that's right. Little Rain, be good and remember to kill with all your might. If you don't uproot the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze."

"Master, please teach them something good. You let the kids kill each other when they are fighting?"

"What's wrong with killing me? I just want to ask you what's wrong with you? If you don't kill me, how can a tiny thing like Xiao Yushui protect himself?"

"Master, please don't make things more complicated. Don't think I don't know that what you usually teach is to defeat the enemy with one move."

"You're still blaming me? Isn't it the Bajiquan you learned? Or the prisoner-catching sword you practiced? Or maybe the 'mad dog fist' you taught Xiao Yushui isn't it?"

"stop."

Seeing two people arguing right at the school gate and even threatening to fight, He Yushui shook his head helplessly like a little adult and inserted himself between them.

"Uncle, brother, the teacher said that we can't quarrel. Those who quarrel are not good children."

"Hmph~~"

"Hmph~~~"

The two people who were spoken to by He Yushui looked at each other, then snorted and turned their heads away, no one looking at each other.

In the end, He Yushui became anxious as he saw more and more people entering the school.

He shouted, "Uncle, brother, I'm going to school first" and ran into the school.

He Yuzhu and Master Sun turned back reluctantly and watched He Yushui run into the school.

"Master, I'll get off work early this afternoon and come to pick up Xiao Yushui."

"Why? You stay, I'll come over to get Xiao Yushui."

"No, I'll pick it up. I'm her brother."

"No, I'm still her uncle, I'll take it."

"I'll pick it up."

"I'll pick it up."

From the gate of No. 17 Maoer Hutong.

He Yuzhu and Master Sun were like little kids, bickering with each other all the way to their unit in Yuer Hutong ahead.

Even when they got to work, the argument between the two had not stopped.

In the end, neither of them made the connection.

They both forgot.

Nowadays, primary schools only have two classes in the afternoon, and school ends before 3 o'clock. . . . .

Neither He Yuzhu nor Master Sun were willing to miss this "historic" "first connection".

But what if I'm unwilling?

Now they are all busy taking off.

It's October now.

They started again.

And that’s not all.

They added another

Because this year's "third time",

This saves a lot of trouble.

Originally, He Yuzhu thought that according to convention, after a week after the "anniversary", He Yuzhu and his colleagues could take turns to rest.

but.

Their unit under the "Public Security Committee" has been assigned tasks by other committees.

Sometimes, He Yuzhu just thinks.

Even if they are the street offices of later generations, they cannot be assigned tasks by just calling a committee or even a meeting.

But what can we do?

I can only curse in my heart and accept it "willingly" on a surface.

This time, the Cultural Committee was given the task.

It started from October 1st when the official document was issued.

The school has been restructured.

To be precise, it is the school system reform.

Originally, primary school was 6 years, divided into grades to of lower primary school and grades and of upper primary school, followed by three years of junior high school, two years of high school or two to four years of junior technical secondary school.

Finally, I won’t talk about secondary technical schools, advanced technical colleges, and universities.

As for the rest, there are cram schools, literacy classes, night schools, and professional training schools run by units or factories, which are not the focus.

(It varies from place to place, so don’t be too picky, just get the general idea.)

Now, primary and secondary schools have been completely changed.

Primary school has been changed to five years. There is no distinction between lower primary school and upper primary school. It is just called primary school.

Graduate from primary school, pass the exam, and go to middle school.

Middle schools are divided into junior high schools and high schools.

Unification takes three years.

Of course, those who have the equivalent academic qualifications of a junior high school can take the entrance exam for a junior technical secondary school.

(I won’t go into detail here. For details, please refer to the “Reform of the School System” on October 51, 10.)

Now, He Yuzhu was confused.

It was not because the task assigned by the Cultural Committee was to persuade school-age children in the area to go to school.

It’s not because the additional task assigned by the Cultural Committee is to persuade adults to attend cultural cram schools.

Rather, He Yuzhu himself had miscalculated.

He miscalculated how long it would take Xiao Yushui to go to school.

Originally, he always thought that "9 years of compulsory education", even if there is no such term now, but 9 years of elementary school plus junior high school will definitely not change.

But now, a document was placed in front of him, telling him clearly that elementary school plus junior high school would be eight years.

Calculate it this way.

Xiao Yushui will go to school this year. It will take eight years to finish his studies, which is 59 years. With three years of high school, if he is more compact, can he still "gamble" on getting into a junior college?

This. . . .

For a moment, He Yuzhu's mind was in a mess.

He now hated himself a little bit for not asking the old masters which three years the "old three classes" referred to when he was chatting with them in later life.

Now, when I really encounter it, my head is full of question marks.

What is this?

Is this what it means to “regret not having read enough books when you need them”?

Forget it, forget it.

What if, just what if, what if Xiao Yushui doesn’t study well and can’t get into technical secondary school, right?

Originally, He Yuzhu thought that this issue would not be considered until at least 11 years later.

But, I didn't expect it.

Here, He Yuzhu dragged his tired body back home after walking all day.

Over there, Xiao Yushui ran over crying and hugged He Yuzhu's arm tightly.

"Brother, the teacher said he would come to visit my home tomorrow night and asked me to drop out of school."

He Yuzhu: My sister has been in primary school for one and a half months and was persuaded to drop out by the teacher. What should I do?

urgent!!!!!