Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 205 The Story of Fireflies

As the three of Xu's family returned to the backyard, the neighbors who were watching the fun dispersed laughing and laughing.

Qin Jingru took a look at Yu Li and smiled.

Yu Li also smiled.

What the two of them meant by laughing, maybe they themselves understood.

He Yuzhu nodded with Yu Li, and Yu Li gave him a sideways look, her ears blushing slightly.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu and Qin Jingru returned to the Intermediate Court.

When Yu Li returned home after washing the dishes, the third uncle smiled at her and said, "Yu Li, you did a good job!"

"It's time to give their house some color!"

Yu Li didn't realize it for a while: What did you do well?

It was only later that I realized that the third master and Xu Deqing were trying to take advantage of each other just now, and Xu Deqing had offended the third master.

Yu Li hated the Xu family, and the third master thought she was standing up for her family.

Forget it, misunderstanding is misunderstanding.

Yu Li thought in her heart, and said in her mouth: "Look at their family's pride, you may be born with something."

"That's right, the child's mother is a bit too shabby." The third mother said.

"Just say that Yang Dahong looks like that, how can Xu Damao do anything?" Yan Jiecheng said with a smile.

The third master took a few sips of tea and said with a smile: "There is a reason for this!"

"Huh? What could be the reason for this?"

Yan Jiecheng, Yu Li, the third mother, Yan Jiefang and others all looked at the third master curiously.

"Do you know what the inside reason is?"

The third master waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's not true, it's just explaining Chinese characters."

"Listen, Xu Damao, what is Mao?"

"The leaves and bushes grow well, this kind is called Mao, and the deep green and full of greenery are called 'Mao'."

"What's his daughter-in-law's name? She's called Yang Dahong!"

"Red and green, you can't deal with them? Sheep eat grass, right?"

"His name is Da Mao, and his wife's name is Yang Dahong. Even the word 'big' in the middle is so rigid. Just think about it. When Xu Damao meets Yang Dahong, can he run away?"

Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, Yu Li and others all nodded in agreement: It seems to have a little meaning.

"It's worth talking about." The third mother said with a smile.

The face of the third master Yan Bugui changed, and he hurriedly reminded: "You can't say it! This is a word game, if you say it, I will become a superstitious feudal fortune teller!"

"You want me to write endless thought reports like Lao Yi?"

"Oh." The third mother nodded.

After the family had dinner, Yan Jiecheng went back to the house, got a basin of water, and raised an eyebrow at Li: "Daughter-in-law? Are you coming tonight?"

"No." Yu Li said lazily.

"How long has it been..." Yan Xiecheng complained, "Look, I've got the water ready."

"It's not like you don't know if you don't feel well." Yu Li said, "Besides, what's the point of not being up or down? Find a sock to deal with it yourself."

Yan Jiecheng's face turned red immediately: "Socks?"

Yu Li curled her lips in disgust: "Your socks are about to give birth to a baby, and I'm the one who washes your clothes. May I know what it is?"

"You are always feeling unwell, so I have to find a solution by myself?" Yan Jiecheng blushed and complained, completely losing interest.

Yu Li didn't speak to him again.

After a long time, a sock was thrown out and fell into the basin.

Yan Jiecheng fell asleep by himself.

This basin of water came in handy.

Yu Li swallowed slightly, with some inexplicable heat on her body, she put on her clothes and went into the cellar.

Someone is already waiting for her.

Familiar with the road, sighed and had a lot of fun.

"Hey, let me say, good friends, why don't you let me kiss you today?"

He Yuzhu said.

"It's a trick!"

Yu Li said something softly, and stayed tenderly for a while before going home.

A few days later, He Yuzhu and Lou Xiao'e came to Dachunshu Alley, which turned out to be Xu Deqing's old house.

The inside of the old house was quite clean, and everything except the furniture was gradually prepared.

The two girls, Seventh Brother and You Fengxia, wanted Seventh Brother to "quit from the arena", and also because Lou Xiao'e and He Yuzhu asked them to look after the house.

During this period of time, they hardly went out. They had rice and noodles to eat, so they stayed at home.

The ten yuan that Lou Xiao'e gave, except for spending a little at the beginning, the rest has remained intact until now.

Seeing He Yuzhu and Lou Xiao'e coming, You Fengxia was very happy: "Brother Yuzhu, sister-in-law Xiao'e, you are here!"

Seventh Brother also nodded coolly.

He Yuzhu brought the dishes and cooked a meal himself.

You Fengxia followed behind He Yuzhu and kept watching. She wanted to help but didn't know how to intervene. She didn't worship until the food was ready: "Brother Yuzhu, the dishes you cook are really delicious!"

"When my mother was alive, nothing was as delicious as your cooking!"

After finishing speaking, You Fengxia realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and looked at Seventh Brother.

Seventh Brother remained silent, nodded to her, trying to comfort her.

You Fengxia ran over, and the two sisters held hands, feeling much better.

After they were all in a better mood, He Yuzhu and Lou Xiao'e invited them to have dinner together, and You Fengxia laughed again.

While eating, Lou Xiaoe talked about He Yuzhu's storytelling.

You Fengxia nodded again and again: "Brother Yu Zhu, the story you told is a bit scary, are there any stories that aren't that scary?"

Seventh brother also said: "The villains inside are too hateful."

He Yuzhu was a little helpless: "I didn't tell stories to coax children to play, but to tell others to be careful. Are you addicted to listening to it?"

"Then tell a story that isn't scary?" Lou Xiaoe said to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu said: "No, if you want to hear it, just listen to a story I thought up."

Lou Xiao'e glared at him, and You Fengxia watched his words, worried that they would be angry, and quickly said, "Then let's tell this story."

"Let's talk after dinner." He Yuzhu said, "It saves you from eating."

When Lou Xiaoe heard that he was really going to tell such heart-wrenching stories, she couldn't help but pinch him.

"What are you scaring the two children for?"

He Yuzhu had no choice but to explain: "Then tell me, why did I scare you at the beginning? It was all a warning, and the story is like this."

"If you only tell fairy tales, wouldn't it be good if I go to the library and borrow two?"

After the meal, You Fengxia and Seventh Brother were busy cleaning the dishes and cleaning the table with Lou Xiaoe, and when they were done, they all sat in front of He Yuzhu, waiting for him to tell a story.

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment and said, "This is a story about fireflies..."

The grave of the fireflies is an "anti-war" story in the island country.

The anti-war stories in the island countries are particularly strange. Most of them emphasize how the ordinary people in their country were hurt by the war and how helpless they are... dare not open their eyes to see the people of the Far East outside, how many have been mutilated to such an extent that it is too difficult to write.

This kind of behavior of avoiding the important and neglecting the trivial has always been criticized as: anti-war defeat instead of anti-war, sympathy for one's own people, and not treating people of other countries as human beings.

What He Yuzhu borrowed was just a framework and a general story.

The background of the story is naturally the troubled times decades ago, and the characters in the story are no longer brothers and sisters, but sisters and sisters.

(End of this chapter)