Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Chapter 46 The Zhao family appears

 Zhongyuaner.

After He Yuyu ran back to his room like a gust of wind, he threw his schoolbag on the table and threw himself on the bed.

She giggles sometimes, shyly sometimes, sweetly sometimes, and covers her face sometimes.

 "Giggle...Brother Ping'an is so shameful! He's so bad!"

He Yuyu giggled, covered his face with the quilt, rolled on the bed, and giggled.

 “He kissed me.” He Yuyu thought infatuatedly, slowly recalling it, his face turned red, feeling ashamed and happy at the same time.

Time passed slowly, and He Yuyu was completely immersed in his own thoughts.

It wasn't until He Yuzhu came from next door and saw her in a daze on the bed that he knocked on the door several times before she came back to her senses.

“Yu Yu, your face is so red, do you have a cold?” He Yuzhu asked with concern.

He Yuyu took a few deep breaths, suppressed the restless emotions in his heart, shook his head and said: "No, silly brother, do you have something to do with me?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Are you confused?"

“It’s dinner time. I’ve cooked an old hen and stewed it for you. Get up and eat it quickly. It’s hot!”

"Ah! It's already noon?" Only then did He Yuyu react and jumped out of bed.

 After arriving at the door, she murmured to herself: "Brother Ping'an hasn't eaten chicken for a long time, so I want to give him some."

He Yuzhu frowned and said with a sour look on his face:

“He Yuyu, whose sister you are, why do you always think about Jiang Ping’an whenever there is something good for you?”

“Hehe, Brother Sha and Brother Ping An are both my brothers. Isn’t it okay for multiple brothers to love me?” He Yuyu said with a smile.

He Yuzhu said with a displeased face: "As long as you have me as your brother, what kind of brother do you think Jiang Ping'an is?"

 “Do you still have a little bit of girlish reserve?”

He Yuyu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Silly brother, you are so enlightened."

“Now is a new society, which emphasizes equality between men and women. Only by completely abandoning the dross of feudal ideas can we be serious.”

The two brothers and sisters came to the table and sat down. He Yuzhu frowned and said:

　　"Isn't it mine in the end? Then don't eat this chicken, it's also dregs."

"No, this is delicious, not garbage!" He Yuyu glared at him and said seriously.

 Speaking, Shan took a bowl, removed two chicken legs, put them in the bowl, and put them aside.

He Yuzhu asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Save it for dinner?"

"For Brother Ping'an, I'll make some more soup and serve it to him." He Yuyu replied.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu felt even more sad.

He waved his hand and said: "Goodbye, he has a dinner with the leader today and his food is better than ours, so don't waste your work."

"Ah? He's gone out?" He Yuyu hesitated, feeling a little pity for these chickens.

He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Well, I went to the toilet first. I happened to see him going out, so I asked him, and I found out that he had gone to eat with the leader."

He Yuyu continued to pour soup into the bowl, pursed his lips and said, "Keep it for him too!"

"He should come back in the evening, right? I'll heat it up before bringing it over."

 “He Shuiyu, don’t do this!” He Yuzhu felt unbalanced.

“You’re turning your elbow outward, can’t you feel sorry for your brother?”

He Yuzhu smiled and broke off a chicken wing, put it in He Yuzhu's bowl opposite, and said with a smile: "I feel sorry for you."

"Just a chicken wing?" He Yuzhu was startled and said blankly.

He Yuyu rolled his eyes and said, "How old are you, and you still compete with others for food?"

 “It’s great to have one chicken wing! Do you want to compete with me for another one?”

 “I raised you in vain, you have no conscience.” He Yuzhu cursed, lowered his head and started eating.

 …

on the road.

 A green jeep was speeding forward, and the houses and buildings on both sides of the street continued to move back.

Jiang Pingan was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his back, and chatted with Director Chen and Factory Director Zhao who were sitting in the back row.

Director Zhao’s name is Zhao Yuchu. He is the director of the boutique steel rolling mill, a subsidiary of the steel rolling mill.

Zhao Yuchu was also an interesting person, knowledgeable and fond of collecting, but he favored sons over daughters and had a feudal paternalistic style.

 Now he has six children, five of whom are girls, and only the fourth is a boy.

 This made him unhappy, and he even dreamed of having more sons.

He named the children in the order of "I sleep in spring without waking up to dawn, and I hear birds singing everywhere."

 Add a prime character in the middle to get the full name.

For example, the eldest child is called Zhao Suchun, the second child is called Zhao Sumian, the third child is called Zhao Sumu... and so on.

Director Chen smiled and asked: "Old Zhao, your sixth child is named Zhao Suchu. Now that the seventh child is about to be born, what should he be named?"

“Well, this must not be used as a word anymore.” Zhao Yuchu slowly shook his head.

Jiang Ping'an laughed and said: "There are two places, the second one can be a homophone!"

"Eh? Comrade Ping An's suggestion is good, just use homophonic pronunciation!" Zhao Yuchu's eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled.

After pondering for a while, he raised his head and asked: "What do you think of the word 'Chu' in 'clear'?"

“It means, it can be understood as clear, neat, lush, etc.”

 “It can also mean gorgeous, delicate, bright, clear, sharp, charming, dazzling...”

Director Chen clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, this word is OK. Lao Zhao, you are indeed a cultural person, your mind works very fast!"

“This word mentioned by Zhao Chang can be used by both men and women. It kills two birds with one stone.” Jiang Pingan gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.

 Zhao Yuchu waved his hand and said modestly: "Haha, that's ridiculous."

“Thanks to Comrade Ping An for helping me open up my ideas, otherwise I wouldn’t have reacted so quickly.”

Jiang Ping'an waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I don't dare to ask for this credit. I wish Zhao Chang wouldn't blame me for talking too much."

“Hey, let’s chat in private, it’s not that important.” Zhao Yuchu waved and smiled.

"Don't call me the factory director. If you think highly of me, just call me uncle!"

Jiang Pingan was not polite and quickly said: "Uncle Zhao!"

“To be honest, from the first time I met you, I felt particularly kind and friendly.”

"I have wanted to call your uncle for a long time, but I was afraid of taking the risk. Now I finally got my wish!"

Zhao Yuchu laughed loudly. Director Chen next to him raised his hand and nodded Jiang Pingan, and said with a smile:

 “This boy is like a master who lights sorghum stalks on fire and climbs up along the stalks.”

“Old Zhao, if you treat him a little better, he will definitely pester you.”

Zhao Yuchu smiled and said disapprovingly:

“I’d love it if a young man like Comrade Ping An were willing to get close to me!”

“Besides, who doesn’t know that he is one of the three elite generals under your old Chen?”

“In recent years, the canteen of the main factory has been able to successfully complete various reception tasks, and Comrade Ping An is indispensable!”

"By the way, when I give birth next year, I will need something to replenish my body during the confinement period."

“Old Chen, Comrade Ping An, I am going to ask your help for this matter.”

Director Chen pointed at Zhao Yuchu, smiled and cursed:

“Now you call us into the car and wait here!”

“Yes, I just have ulterior motives, so I’m just asking you if you agree to help!” Zhao Yuchu said with a smile.

Director Chen smiled, nodded and said:

“You’ve worked so hard, and if we don’t agree, you won’t let us go!”

As he spoke, he pointed at Jiang Pingan and continued:

“Let Ping An take charge of this matter when the time comes, and I guarantee that I won’t let you down.”

PS: Has anyone watched the TV series "Silly Spring"?

 (End of this chapter)