Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Yan Fugui smiled awkwardly, not knowing whether it was because of the heat or because he felt guilty, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a teacher who valued his reputation. After all, he would lose face if he asked a junior of his generation for help. Just now, when he was drinking tea and taking rock sugar at He Yuzhu's house, Yan Fugui felt his face was a little red.

But after thinking about it, in order to get through this winter smoothly, he decided to save his face, so he scratched his head and said, "Well, Zhuzi, I'm in trouble. You know I have to support a family of six with 27 yuan a month. It's really a stretch. You bought two new stoves this year. Can you lend me the old stove in your house?"

He Yuzhu pursed his lips, not expecting that the old man was here for this matter. He grinned and said, "Uncle, it's not that I, He Yuzhu, don't want to lend it to you. It's just that you came too late. I have already given the old stove to Huairu's parents." Yan Fugui's eyes widened when he heard it. He said in disbelief, "Ah, you gave your old stove to your father-in-law and mother-in-law."

He Yuzhu nodded, and Qin Huairu said, "Yes, Third Uncle. Didn't my parents come to see me the day before yesterday? They just happened to come by donkey cart. Brother Zhuzi felt sorry for my parents who had no heating at home, so he gave the old stove to them." Yan Fugui nodded, not expecting that he was too late. He felt a little sad, because he trusted He Yuzhu very much and thought that he would not cheat Yan Fugui just because of an old stove.

But Yan Fugui thought about it again, and still said with a stiff upper lip, "Well, didn't your family buy two stoves? Can you lend one to your uncle? Our family is relatively poor and can't afford a stove." He Yuzhu was a little unhappy. What does your family's poverty have to do with me? Who can I blame for not being able to buy a stove? He really thought that he, He Yuzhu, was a sucker.

He Yuzhu wanted to lose his temper, and Qin Huairu patted her man's thigh. Based on what she had learned during this period, this was the sign before her man got angry. But Qin Huairu felt it was not good to offend the neighbors in the yard for such a small matter. Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Uncle, you are joking. The other stove has to be placed in the rain room. As a brother and sister-in-law, we can't treat our sister badly, right?"

He Yushui's face was not pretty, and she glared at Yan Fugui fiercely. She had never thought that Yan Fugui, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would dare to take her stove. It was winter now, and every night after school, her sister-in-law would light her stove. She didn't feel cold sleeping in the house at night. He Yushui felt very comfortable. If she really gave her stove to Yan Fugui, how would she survive this winter?

Looking at He Yushui's eyes, Yan Fugui scratched his head in embarrassment. He also felt that what he said just now was not good, and he could not stay in He Yuzhu's house any longer. He smiled and said, "Hey, look at what I just said. You two can't be angry with me, the third uncle. It's my fault. I apologize, I apologize."

He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hands. After all, the attitude of the old man Yan Fugui was very upright, so there was no need for him to be unreasonable. After the two chatted for a few more words, Yan Fugui left. He Yushui closed the door and angrily said to his brother and sister-in-law, "This third uncle is really too shameless to do such a thing."

He Yuzhu sighed, thought for a while and then said, "There is nothing we can do about this third uncle. Although I was very angry just now and felt that this third uncle was getting too much. But after thinking about it, I feel that it is still because of poverty. After all, Yan Fugui only has 27 yuan a month, but he has to be responsible for the food and drink of a family of six. The little brats are starving me to death. The three boys in their family consume a huge amount of food every month."

Qin Huairu nodded, but after thinking about it, she said, "I still don't agree with what you said. A monthly salary of 27 yuan is an astronomical figure in our Qinjiazhuang. There is also a couple in our Qinjiazhuang who gave birth to several children. I remember the couple with the most gave birth to 5 sons. Although they live a very hard life, they are still living strong?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "That doesn't seem right. Although what you said makes sense, their six sons are six laborers. The work points they earn every year can definitely be exchanged for a lot of food after the autumn harvest. They shouldn't be hungry." Qin Huairu smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Farmers always rely on the weather for their food. If it is a bumper year, there will be no problem in having enough food. But what if it is a disaster year or a bad year? Then we have to be frugal."

He Yuzhu and his sister nodded, thinking that they had thought about the problem too simply. There are many people who suffer in this era, and people like Yan Fugui are definitely not the most miserable. He Yuzhu thought about it and picked up the sweet potato on the side. While peeling it, he said, "Let's go back to Qinjiazhuang on the next Saturday. Let's send some food to mom and dad so that you can rest assured."

Qin Huairu felt happy when she heard her husband's words. Her husband was really good to her, but she thought about it and said, "Is this bad? After all, I'm married now. If I often go to my parents' house to get things, the neighbors will definitely say something."

He Yuzhu didn't care at all, after all, this was something he had taken the initiative to give. If Qin Huairu secretly squeezed his mother's family, He Yuzhu would not say anything, but he would be unhappy in his heart. After all, his things were not given for free. If he really got used to it, he would definitely take revenge. But if he took the initiative to propose it, then its nature would be different.