Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Joins the Army, Presses an AK-47 with One Hand

"Clang clang clang."

There was a knock on He Yuzhu's door.

"Husband~~"

"Let me go."

Tang Qingfang spoke up.

Her husband was cooking and bringing her shoes, so she couldn't bear to let He Yuzhu do anything more and ran to open the door.

"Ok?"

"Teacher Ran."

Tang Qingfang was somewhat surprised to see that it was Ran Qiuye.

I don't understand why Ran Qiuye came.

Ran Qiuye is Teacher He Yushui, so Tang Qingfang definitely knows her.

"Nurse Tang, I'm here to see Brother Zhu. I'm here at his invitation to attend a cultural class at the courtyard today." Ran Qiuye was a gentle and refined woman. She explained her purpose in a gentle manner so that Tang Qingfang wouldn't misunderstand anything.

"Oh okay."

Tang Qingfang nodded.

Tang Qingfang never worried that her husband would cheat on her.

Love someone.

It means to completely and unconditionally trust the other person.

She believed He Yuzhu felt the same way.

It's love.

Besides love.

I still love you.

"Teacher Ran." He Yuzhu walked over from the kitchen.

"Brother Zhu." Ran Qiuye smiled gently.

When Ran Qiuye saw He Yuzhu, her eyes lit up with a gentle warmth.

He Yuzhu is really too handsome.

And he's talented.

The man who is deeply ingrained in her heart.

"Teacher Ran, it's not time for class yet. Please wait a moment and come in for a seat," He Yuzhu said.

“There are still 10 minutes until the agreed teaching time. The residents of the courtyard will definitely arrive late, not early, so they will listen to your lecture on time. Someone will definitely come later. It is normal that there is no one in the courtyard now.” He Yuzhu then gestured for Ran Qiuye to come in.

"Teacher Ran, please come to our house for a while," Tang Qingfang invited Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye smiled slightly and then went into He Yuzhu's house.

To Ran Qiuye's surprise, He Yuzhu, a man whose ink painting skills were unparalleled, did not have an antique feel in his home. Instead, there were many foreign wines, cigars, and decanters. The sofas and cabinets were full of ancient style, but the decoration was more Western and very simple.

It seems that He Yuzhu is a man who can be both tolerant and versatile.

A combination of Chinese and Western elements.

"Honey, I remember we still have some mangoes in our room. I'll go get them for Teacher Ran," Tang Qingfang said.

"Okay, wife." He Yuzhu shrugged and smiled.

The two addressed each other by their pet names, their words filled with love and tenderness.

Ran Qiuye was stunned.

"You two are so loving," Ran Qiuye said with envy.

He Yuzhu nodded, he did not deny this point.

If you don't love each other, why get married?

Ran Qiuye ate the mango, nodding repeatedly. It was delicious. In this day and age, being able to eat mangoes was a rare treat.

Ten minutes later, time was up. He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye came out of the house. Liu Haizhong and Liu Guangtian, the two brothers, were responsible for setting up the small blackboard and also put up a light bulb, illuminating the courtyard which was not very bright to begin with.

Just as Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu had said before, fifty or sixty people came to the courtyard of the siheyuan to attend class.

Ran Qiuye then began her class.

"Today, I'll start by teaching you to recognize characters. After that, I'll tell you a few fables at the end. We'll proceed step by step, and I guarantee that within a month, you'll all be able to recognize the vast majority of Chinese characters," Ran Qiuye said firmly. Although she appeared gentle and delicate, Ran Qiuye possessed a remarkable presence during class.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"..."

Everyone was cheering and applauding.

They come to class to learn to read, don't they?

Ran Qiuye's promise to recognize the vast majority of Chinese characters within a month has excited everyone.

Chapter 189 Ming Dynasty Blue and White Porcelain

"Let's start by teaching everyone the Hundred Family Surnames."

"Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang..."

Ran Qiuye took a piece of white chalk and began writing on the small blackboard, starting her lesson.

Residents of nearby courtyard houses continue to come and learn.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu maintained order in the crowd.

"Row."

"Although Liu Haizhong isn't a great person, his two sons are quite capable. After a little guidance, they've come to their senses." He Yuzhu was very satisfied with Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu's recent performance. It wasn't just today that they performed well; Li Yong also recognized Liu Guangtian's hard work and diligence.

He Yuzhu's transformation of them can be considered an initial success.

effective.

"Master Zhu".

"Master Zhu".

"Please come here for a moment."

Xu Damao accompanied his wife Wei Shufen to study as well. Xu Damao was definitely educated, having graduated from junior high school, but Wei Shufen was not. She dropped out of elementary school after the first grade and struggled with addition and subtraction beyond nine. She definitely needed to attend classes to learn to read properly. Xu Damao told Wei Shufen to continue her studies and then came to find He Yuzhu.

"Ok?"

He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow.

I don't know why Xu Damao came looking for me.

Sometimes He Yuzhu felt that he was the old man in the courtyard.

What the hell.

People are always looking for him.

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Every word left by our ancestors is useful.

"Uncle Zhu, it's like this, we have a piece of porcelain that I'd like to sell to you. It's said to have been passed down from the Ming Dynasty. My parents passed it down to me. Shufen and I are now settled down and married, so I was thinking of getting a sewing machine. That way, it will be much easier for Shufen to make clothes. Seeing her doing needlework every day really makes me feel sorry for her," Xu Damao said to He Yuzhu.

This kid is a really good person.

Everyone knows how to cherish their wife.

"Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain... how much do you plan to sell it for?" He Yuzhu asked.

In this day and age, there are actually quite a few fake porcelain pieces.

However, the proportion is much lower than it would be fifty or sixty years later.

“I’m short 20 yuan to buy a sewing machine. You can give me 20 yuan.”

Xu Damao thought for a moment and then said.

In today's world, the purchasing power of 20 yuan is only equivalent to 20 yuan. Buying a piece of blue and white porcelain, especially from the Ming Dynasty, for 20 yuan is definitely not a bad deal.

"can."

“Take me to see it,” He Yuzhu said.

It felt great.

When Xu Damao heard that He Yuzhu really wanted to buy blue and white porcelain, his eyes lit up. He knew that if he asked He Yuzhu, he might be able to buy it.

He Yuzhu is rich.

"Okay, here you go." Xu Damao quickly led He Yuzhu to his house, picked up the blue and white porcelain from the windowsill, and showed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu held it in his hand and could tell from the patina, glaze, crackle, and the mark on the bottom that it was from the Ming Dynasty, and even from the reign of Zhu Di. Although the mark on the bottom did not have the proof of an official kiln, it was still a fine piece from a folk kiln, and it should even have been made privately by an official kiln and sold to the public. Several peonies were carved on the blue and white porcelain, and next to it was a small pond with several fish jumping out of the water. The grass was full of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. It was very beautiful, as if the beautiful scenery of an ancient pond had come to life before his eyes.

This is a true antique.

It is full of artistic conception and beauty, as well as a rustic charm.

He Yuzhu immediately took out 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Take it."

Xu Damao's eyes lit up when he saw the 20 yuan.

"Uh-huh."

"Master Zhu, thank you."

"I'll go buy a sewing machine tomorrow," Xu Damao said, grinning from ear to ear.

He Yuzhu took the blue and white porcelain away and put it at home. Then he continued to sit in the middle courtyard to ensure that no one would cause trouble in Ran Qiuye's class this time.

He was the pillar of strength, suppressing all beasts so they dared not move.