Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 116 It is an honor to participate in the grand ceremony
He Yuzhu could only offer a wry smile, then greeted the elderly man in a Zhongshan suit who had just entered, saying, "Hello, Principal Wang."

Who is this young man?

“You will be my student in the future!” Wang Hongxia replied.

"My future students?"

“Yes, they’ve chosen your school and come here to study,” Wang Hongxia nodded.

"Alright, can't you see the young man is carrying things? Can't we go inside and talk about it?" Old Mrs. Wang interrupted the father and daughter's conversation.

"Yes, yes, let's go inside and talk, let's go inside and talk."

As Grandma Wang led He Yuzhu toward the main house, Grandpa Wang whispered to his daughter, "Hongxia, I see this young man is carrying quite a lot of things. You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

"Look at what you're saying. I bought it myself. This kid is not only good at studying, but also a good cook. You always say you want to eat authentic Shandong cuisine, but you complain that eating out is too expensive. Today, I'll let you have a meal of authentic Shandong cuisine."

"So young, how come he doesn't look like a master chef, let alone a truly authentic one?"

“You underestimate him. You should have heard of his father, He Daqing. He used to work at Fengzeyuan and now works at the steel rolling mill outside Dongzhimen.”

"Oh, so it's his son. Well, I'll have to try it then."

"You actually know that?"

“I visited that steel rolling mill a while ago to discuss the issue of students joining the factory. He Daqing hosted the banquet, but the father and son don’t look alike at all.”

"Zhuzi looks like his mother."

"Oh, you mean what about pursuing education?"

"Zhu Zi graduated from junior high school a long time ago. Maybe because things were chaotic a couple of years ago, he couldn't learn anything in high school, so he didn't take the exam and went to learn to cook. Now that things are peaceful again, he wants to continue his studies, the kind where he can learn some skills. I don't know why he came to ask me here today. What a coincidence! But I have to ask first, does your school recruit students?"

"Yes, he can be recruited, but he needs to take an entrance exam. I hope he's okay with that."

"I don't know that. I only know that I was shocked when I saw his graduation certificate today. He graduated from junior high school in just one year."

"That certificate, it wasn't bought, was it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Their family wouldn't do such a thing. You can test them later."

"You two keep talking, don't you care that guests have come in?" Old Mrs. Wang's voice came from inside the house.

"They're here, they're here!" the father and daughter exclaimed in unison.

As soon as they entered the house, Old Mrs. Wang pulled her daughter aside and asked, "As soon as Zhu Zi came in, he asked the kitchen, 'Are you going to have him cook dinner tonight?' Is this how you treat a guest?"

"Mom, I'm just wasting those ingredients. Zhu Zi is a master chef, so just wait and enjoy the meal. His cooking skills are something most people can only dream of."

"Then go and help him out. What's the point of letting a child do all the work?"

"Okay, I'll go right away. Sheng Li, please keep an eye on things."

"Go."

"Old man, what were you saying to your daughter just now?" Mrs. Wang asked Mr. Wang curiously.

"Nothing much, except that this child wants to go to school, and she wants to go to our school. Also, she praised how good this child's cooking is."

"Tell me about it."

"What's there to say about such a small matter?"

"Hmph, in such a hurry to get back to your study again?"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, alright?"

Zhao Shenglin is a very well-behaved girl, because she was eating candy one by one when no one was watching, and her eyes were so sweet that they were squinted into slits.

Wang Hongxia returned shortly after she left, having been sent back by He Yuzhu, who complained that she was in the way of him because she only cooked a few dishes.

In the main room, Old Mrs. Wang began to ask about He Yuzhu's family situation, and also expressed her curiosity: how could a neighbor be so close?
But when Wang Hongxia mentioned that He Yuzhu had saved Zhao Fengnian, the elderly couple exclaimed in unison, "Heroes emerge from among the young!"

A little while later, the two Zhao brothers arrived, having finished their homework.

Wang Hongxia was also curious about He Yuzhu and his brother, so she had to tell them the story again, this time adding the mutton noodles they had for lunch. The two brothers' mouths dropped open.

Then I started sniffing the air because He Yuzhu had started cooking, and the aroma filled the entire courtyard.

Zhao Shenglin, that little girl, couldn't even care less about eating candy. While sniffing, she unconsciously moved towards the kitchen.

Once she reached the kitchen, she asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Big brother, what delicious food did you make? It smells so good!"

"What's wrong, Xiao Shengli? You want to eat?"

"Mmm!" Zhao Shenglin nodded her head like a sleepyhead.

"Let me give you a taste first." He Yuzhu used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork intestine for her.

As the aroma drew ever closer, the little girl's mouth watered. As soon as the large intestine entered her mouth, she couldn't wait to start chewing.

"Good, good! I've never eaten anything so delicious in my life."

He Yu laughed and said, "You're only a few years old, yet you're talking about a lifetime!"

Then he saw two heads peeking out from the kitchen doorway, and it was none other than the brothers Zhao Xingbang and Zhao Zhenhua.

They watched their sister eat with great relish, and the two boys unconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"Get back inside! What are you doing lying at the kitchen door? No manners!" Wang Hongxia's voice rang out, and the two boys' heads disappeared.

Then Hongxia came over, took Zhao Shengli away, and also took away the braised pork intestines that He Yuzhu had prepared.

The table in the main room had already been cleared out. Old Master Wang, unusually, didn't go back to his study. When he saw his daughter bringing in the dishes, he sniffed and said, "Nine-Turned Intestines?"

"Correct!"

"The aroma, the color, wow, it seems you weren't just bragging to that young man."

"We don't need the pillar; he's truly skilled."

When He Yuzhu served the second dish, sweet and sour carp, Wang Hongxia asked Zhao Xingbang to get bowls and chopsticks, along with rice.

He Yuzhu told them to eat first, but Grandpa Wang disagreed. Although they were cooks, they were still guests, and the hosts shouldn't eat first.

However, there was an extra bottle of wine on the table. How could such a delicious meal be served without wine?

Amidst the family's anguish, He Yuzhu served up a variety of dishes including braised tofu, stir-fried double crisp, smashed cucumber, and sugar-coated tomatoes. Seeing that the Wang family even had seaweed, He Yuzhu also made a seaweed and egg drop soup.

When He Yuzhu sat down at the table, Grandpa Wang asked him if he wanted to drink. He Yuzhu said no. Grandpa Wang was a little disappointed that no one would be drinking with him.

Grandpa Wang started eating first, his target being the braised pork intestines. He Yuzhu was quick, and since it was hot and the dish was still hot, he put it in his mouth before Wang Hongxia could even ask.

The old man immediately said, "This is the taste! I haven't had this flavor in many years. Young man, you've truly mastered the art of Shandong cuisine."

"You're too kind!" He Yuzhu said politely.

"I'm not trying to flatter you, but there are so many Shandong cuisine restaurants in Beijing, and your skills are among the best."

"How about it? I told you, Zhu Zi's cooking is pretty good."

"well."

After exchanging a few words, the father and daughter couldn't keep up the conversation because there wouldn't be any food left. The three children ate non-stop, while the old lady ate more elegantly, her chopsticks moving like the wind.

He Yuzhu didn't try to grab it; he just kept eating the smashed cucumber. When Grandma Wang couldn't stand it anymore, she asked him a question. He Yuzhu replied, "Grandma Wang, I can have it made anytime I want to eat it. You don't need to worry about me."

"That's so embarrassing!"

"It's alright. As a cook, the best compliment is when the guests enjoy the food." After a few more words of politeness, He Yuzhu finally took a couple of bites, and only then did Old Mrs. Wang stop talking.

There was nothing left on the table; even the soup was used by the two brothers to mix with their rice.

Halfway through her meal, Zhao Shenglin burst into tears again. She was so anxious; she wanted to eat more, but she was already full and couldn't eat anymore.

It was only when He Yuzhu promised to make it for her again next time that she stopped crying, along with a few pieces of milk candy.

Wang Hongxia didn't understand why He Yuzhu had so much candy in his pocket. She hadn't mentioned that there were children with him tonight. How could she know that He Yuzhu had taken the candy out of his spatial storage? There was too much in there, and since the candy was small, no one would notice if he took it out of his pocket.

After dinner, Wang Hongxia cleared away the dishes, and He Yuzhu followed Old Master Wang into the study.

After chatting for a few minutes, Old Master Wang was even more surprised; this young man knew quite a lot.

Then he asked some questions about physics and the like. Grandpa Wang asked curiously, "Zhu Zi, with your level of education, you could easily finish high school and go to university. Why don't you take the high school entrance exam?"

"University? That's a long way from now until I graduate."

"You're only 14, you'll only be 20 after you finish reading."

"too long."

"You're that eager to work?"

"That's not it, but I can't say for sure why."

"Is there some reason you can't say? Is it because your family can't afford to support you, or something else?" Old Master Wang wasn't going to give up trying to persuade him.

"No, even if I could get into your school, I wouldn't study for the full three years. I plan to finish everything in one year."

"Young man, it's not good to be overly ambitious. You have to be down-to-earth when it comes to scholarship." Old Master Wang was a little angry and stopped calling him Zhuzi.

"You won't think so after I finish telling you. I started school late, after the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan. But I went straight to sixth grade. It took me a year to finish junior high school. After graduation, I went to Tianjin to learn cooking. It took me a year to master Sichuan cuisine and halal cuisine."

"Hiss!" Old Master Wang was genuinely surprised. Wang Hongxia hadn't gone into such detail before; he only knew that she had attended junior high school for a year, and he had assumed she had bought her certificate.

"Words are no proof. If I get in, you just need to allow me to take all the exams with the upperclassmen. If I pass, you can let me graduate. Is that alright?"

"I've never encountered a situation like yours before. I need to go back and have a meeting to decide."

"Then can you give me a spot to apply?"

"Of course, how can we let a student like you, who has come to us for the taking, pass us by?"

"Thank you, Principal Wang!" He Yuzhu stood up and bowed slightly.

"Hahaha, I still don't believe you. Prove it to me."

“Okay!” He Yuzhu said confidently.

After He Yuzhu left, Wang Hongxia asked how the conversation went. He Yuzhu said it was fine, but they hadn't said when the exam would be. He said if she found out, she should ask Wang Cuiping to go home and tell him so he could take the exam.

As for graduating early, He Yuzhu didn't mention it. Doing it is always more impressive than saying it. Talking to Principal Wang was out of the question; he had to get his permission.

With Wang Hongxia saying "Be careful," Zhao Shenglin saying "Brother, come again next time," and the eager eyes of the two little brothers from the Zhao family, He Yuzhu left the Wang family.

After He Yuzhu left, Grandpa Wang and Wang Hongxia chatted for a few more minutes, with the implication that it would be beneficial for the younger generation to have more contact with He Yuzhu in the future.

Wang Hongxia naturally agreed, which was another reason why he brought He Yuzhu back today.

When He Yuzhu returned home, he told his family about the news, and He Daqing and Chen Lanxiang were very happy. He Daqing knew that when the principal of the vocational school came to their factory, the chairman personally received him.

Those students who got jobs in the factory earned high wages, and they didn't have to do manual labor; it was all technical work.

Chen Lanxiang felt that her son finally had a goal and no longer had to stay at home doing nothing.

In early July, Wang Cuiping brought back a letter. The exam was on July 15th. The exam was at the Beiping Municipal Senior Industrial Vocational School, located in Shijin Garden, Dongsi, which was also in Dongcheng District and very close to her home.

However, He Yuzhu needed to provide a photo; he required it for his exam admission ticket.

He Yuzhu gave it to him on the spot. He hadn't changed much in the past two years, and the photo he took when he applied for the pass in Tianjin was still valid.

A few days later, Wang Cuiping brought him back his admission ticket. During that time, He Yuzhu also went to the school to familiarize himself with the place.

The exam went smoothly, and He Yuzhu received his admission notice in early August. He Daqing treated everyone to a meal. Only the middle and back courtyards of the courtyard house had a few families, and of course, Wang Hongxia's family was also there.

Grandpa Wang and Grandma Wang didn't come; it wasn't convenient for them to come.

The Intermediate People's Court was quite lively now, with a group of children running all over the courtyard.

Zhao Xingbang disliked that they were all children and didn't want to play with them. After several unsuccessful attempts to invite them, Xu Damao got angry and then dealt with Zhao Xingbang.

It can't really be called a cleanup; it's more like the two made a bet that whoever won would get to decide the outcome, and as a result, Zhao Xingbang was knocked down by Xu Damao in one move.

Then Xu Damao was pestered by the two Zhao brothers to teach him kung fu. Xu Damao dared not, as he hadn't even graduated yet. If He Daqing found out, he would break his legs.

Finally, they sought help from He Yuzhu, who taught them a few moves of freehand fighting and told them to practice on their own. This was something they hadn't learned from a master; they figured it out themselves. It was fine for dealing with ordinary people, but not for those who were actually trained.

On September 1st, He Yuzhu started school, choosing mechanical engineering as his major. However, he bought a complete set of all the books for civil engineering and also received another piece of good news.

Wang Cuiping and her team are in charge of the grand ceremony in October. They can vouch for and recommend people to attend the ceremony. They ask people if they are willing to go.

Others may not know, but He Yuzhu knew all too well. How could he miss such a historic moment? He immediately persuaded his whole family to go, including Wang Siyu, who was still an infant.

Wang Cuiping looked at him strangely. Her daughter was only 4 months old. What was he doing there?

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "Aunt Ping, this is something that might not happen for several lifetimes. I'm taking Xiao Siyu with me now, and she'll be grateful to me as her brother for the rest of her life."

"You're so full of tricks, aren't you afraid of scaring her with so many people around?" Chen Lanxiang said from the side.

"It's alright, just put some cotton in her ears. Otherwise, if the whole family goes, who will watch over her?"

"How about I stay home and keep an eye on things?" Chen Lanxiang said.

"Mother, you'll regret this."

"Madam, my legs aren't very good. Why don't I stay home and take care of the children?" the old lady said.

He Yuzhu didn't speak, but looked at Wang Cuiping.

“Then take her with you. I don’t want that girl to nag me when she grows up!” Wang Cuiping said through gritted teeth.

She knew all too well how important this event was and how high the security level was; she had been working overtime every day to eliminate potential security risks in advance.

So He Yuzhu was right. You'll really regret missing it. There's no other place you can come to, and it would be a real shame to be able to go to Beijing and not go.
Finally, the decision was made: the He family, the old lady, the Xu family, Qiao Lingyi, and the two young girls, Wang Siyu.

On October 1st, the largest square in Beijing was packed with people.

At 3:00 PM sharp, *** declared to the world: "The *** People's Government is established today!"

This announcement was broadcast across the country via radio, and 30 soldiers and civilians in the square cheered thunderously, their voices "surging like a tidal wave."

He Yuzhu was fortunate enough to bring his family to participate in such a grand event. Wang Siyu, who was in Chen Lanxiang's arms, was not frightened by the thunderous cheers because her ears were stuffed with cotton. Otherwise, she would have been the youngest girl to participate in the ceremony and probably the only one to cry during the ceremony.

The children's voices were hoarse from shouting, and even the old lady abandoned her reserve and cheered with the crowd.

Next came the grand military parade, followed by a mass procession. Everyone's hands were red from clapping, and they were still clapping enthusiastically.

After the event, no one felt tired at all; they were only excited. Many people even had insomnia that night.

　Next, I want to write about the most lovable people. After all, it's a bit of a waste for this person to just stay at home. It should be combined with film and television. If it can't be based on historical facts, it definitely won't pass. I don't know if the film and television version will pass either. If it does, I'll continue writing. If not, I'll go back to my daily life.

　　I've written a bit about ancient warfare, but this is my first foray into modern warfare. I hope I won't lose too many readers!
　　Thinking of a character name is also a headache. If you want to have a passionate moment, you can vote for a character (name, nickname, special skill). As for whether they can come back alive, we'll discuss that later.

　　Finally, I would like to thank all the readers for their support. I express my gratitude from afar!
　　
　
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