Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 643

After hearing this, He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter.

That laughter seemed to contain the warm sunshine in spring that melted the ice and snow, full of ease and joy, just like a heavy stone that had been hanging for a long time and finally landed steadily on the ground.

After this smile, his eyes suddenly lit up and his body moved abruptly, like a black lightning, and he took a step forward at lightning speed.

At this time, Chen Xueru had no time to react and was pressed tightly under He Yuzhu.

As the saying goes, a long separation is better than a new marriage, and this saying is fully reflected in the two of them.

What's more, Chen Xueru is no longer the young girl she used to be, but has grown into a graceful young woman.

Her figure became more and more plump, and her curves were as exquisite as a carefully carved work of art. The childishness of her girlhood had faded away, replaced by the unique charm of a mature woman, and her every move exuded endless charm.

Her skin seemed to have been moisturized countless times by morning dew, and was like an extremely ripe and juicy peach. When you touched it gently, you could feel its delicate texture that was as soft as a baby's, and it also exuded a charming and enchanting scent that made people intoxicated.

Every time she frowned slightly, every time the corners of her mouth curled up in a slight smile, it was as if she was cast under a spell, full of unique charm.

As her eyes moved, the unique charm of a mature woman was freely dissipated, making people involuntarily sink into it and be deeply attracted by it at first sight.

He Yuzhu was comfortably sinking into the old but soft sofa. Chen Xueru's delicate hands were like nimble butterflies, kneading his tense shoulders just right.

The fingertips pressed lightly with moderate force, from the neck to the shoulder blades, dispelling the fatigue all over his body.

He Yuzhu felt as if all the pores on his body were opened one by one by delicate keys, and the comfortable feeling was like the warm spring sun, seeping into every inch of his skin.

He subconsciously tightened his arms and held Chen Xueru tightly in his arms. Her unique faint fragrance lingered on his nose. Their warm bodies pressed against each other, just like two people hugging each other for warmth in the cold winter.

Chen Xueru had a faint smile on her lips, her eyes were full of tenderness and doting, and her fingers were still massaging slowly.

In this small but warm space, time seemed to be under a spell and stopped, just to witness their sweet moment. He Yuzhu's heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction, as if he possessed the most precious treasure in the world.

However, Chen Xueru has always been a reasonable person and has a more thorough understanding of human nature than anyone else.

She knew clearly in her mind that this was the first time that He Yuzhu had returned home officially as a son-in-law. According to etiquette, he should first pay his respects to his parents-in-law. This was a major matter that could not be neglected in any way.

As she thought about this, a hint of hesitation flashed across her face. Then she took a deep breath and slowly reached out her hand. Her movements were as gentle as if she were handling a rare treasure, yet revealed an unquestionable firmness. She gently pushed He Yuzhu away, her voice gentle and filled with concern. She slowly said, "Zhuzi, you haven't seen your parents for a long time. They must be thinking about you all the time. Why don't you go see them first? I'm sure they'll be so happy to see you."

He Yuzhu was conflicted. Although what Chen Xueru said made sense, he really couldn't bear to leave, and a hint of attachment unconsciously flashed in his eyes.

But after thinking it over again and again, he still followed Chen Xueru's advice.

In this slightly empty room, he waited boredly for a while, feeling restless. From time to time, he walked to the window, staring into the distance, hoping that his child would return.

Finally, in the afterglow of the setting sun, he saw his two sons returning from school along the familiar path.

The two little guys, like two happy little deer, trotted into the yard, their cheeks flushed from running, and their faces filled with innocent and bright smiles.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu hurried forward, his movements a little anxious.

He carefully took out the gifts he had prepared in advance from his bag. They were two extremely exquisitely made toys, one was a small tin train and the other was a clockwork frog. At that time when supplies were scarce, these were considered rare items.

He handed the gifts to the children with a loving face. The two little guys' eyes lit up at once, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. They were so excited that they almost jumped up. They happily took the gifts, and then immediately wrapped themselves tightly around He Yuzhu like two little pendants, clamoring to play with him.

He Yuzhu played with the children enthusiastically. Sometimes he patiently guided them in building blocks, helping them build one "castle" after another in various shapes. Sometimes he happily played a clapping game with them, and the crisp clapping sounds were intertwined with the children's silver bell-like laughter.

Looking at the innocent smiles of the children, the fatherly love in He Yuzhu's heart became stronger, as if the whole world was illuminated by this pure happiness and became exceptionally bright.

Time passed quietly, the sun gradually set, and in the blink of an eye it was time to leave.

He Yuzhu's face was full of reluctance. He squatted down and gently said goodbye to the children one by one, gently stroked their heads, and told them to be good and obedient.

When he stood up and left the backyard, he couldn't help but look back every few steps, his eyes closely following the cute appearance of the children. With every step he took, his concern in his heart increased, and his heart was full of attachment to the children.

Seeing that the agreed time was approaching, He Yuzhu became anxious and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

At this moment, it was too late to go back to the other women. He gritted his teeth and rushed quickly towards the jeep parked on the corner.

As soon as he sat down, he stepped on the accelerator and the jeep rushed towards the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang like an arrow from a bow.

The wheels spun rapidly on the street, kicking up a cloud of dust that danced like a yellow dragon. Passersby stopped and looked at it in astonishment. Some subconsciously raised their hands to block the dust as they watched the jeep's receding form, muttering, "Who is this? Driving so fast!"

As soon as the car stopped, Yan Bugui, who lived in the front yard, seemed to have sensitive receivers in his ears and instantly caught the movement.

On weekdays, he was particularly attentive to any movement in the yard. Whenever he heard a little sound, he couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen carefully.

As soon as the sound of the car engine was heard, he acted as if he had heard an emergency assembly order. He quickly put down the objects he was fiddling with and walked out of the room as fast as the wind.

I saw his slightly hunched figure, anxious and a little curious, hurried to the car.

When he saw He Yuzhu getting out of the car, the surprise on Yan Bugui's face instantly "exploded", his eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth opened slightly uncontrollably, as if he had seen some incredible sight.

Then, a series of words filled with surprise and curiosity came out of his mouth: "Zhu Zi, when did you come back? You were away for so long, everyone was missing you!"

He Yuzhu's smile remained undimmed as he looked at Yan Bugui with gentle eyes. He raised his voice and answered, "Hey, Uncle Yan, I just returned to our alley today. You see, there's a new business expansion in the south, and the factory specifically asked me to help. They think highly of my craftsmanship, so how could I refuse?"

Yan Bugui adjusted his reading glasses and continued, "You said you were doing well in your job, so why did you insist on being transferred south? Will you come back to work here after the New Year?"

He Yuzhu raised his hand to scratch his head, nodded emphatically, and said firmly, "Of course I have to go back. I still have to oversee the completion of this project. I guess it will only be two or three months around the Spring Festival when I can go back to our courtyard to chat with everyone and visit with them."

He Yuzhu disappeared for such a long time without any warning, which naturally attracted attention in the factory.

As an employee of the machinery factory, he was very popular in the factory canteen with his excellent cooking skills. Not only did he often show off his cooking skills in front of his fellow workers, he was also always willing to help others. He was also quite famous in the factory.

For such a person to suddenly disappear, there must be a reasonable explanation, otherwise it will surely lead to a lot of speculation and discussion.

Therefore, the factory announced to the public that He Yuzhu was transferred to a branch factory in the south to take up an important position due to his outstanding work performance. For the sake of family reunion, his whole family also followed him there.

Now, he appeared in the public eye again, and he had a perfect excuse - there was a temporary change in the work tasks at the branch factory, and he was urgently transferred back to the original factory.

This explanation would not cause too many unnecessary questions, and would also allow him to naturally return to his original life trajectory and continue to live his familiar days in this courtyard full of fireworks.

He Yuzhu had a faint smile on his face and exchanged a few words with Yan Bugui indifferently.

In this courtyard, he knew Yan Bugui's character very well.

Yan Bugui was a well-known thrifty person who would rather spend every penny carefully. He was always stingy and acted like a petty citizen. He was not very popular in the courtyard.

But things are different now. He Yuzhu has had a lot more money recently, and his life has become more comfortable. With his wallet fatter, his mood has also become much more open.

He thought that if he gave people like Yan Bugui some sweet treats occasionally, he might be able to avoid more trouble in the future when doing things in the courtyard.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu turned and walked towards the bicycle parked nearby, and carefully took out a piece of bacon from the canvas bag tied to the back seat.

This bacon weighs about half a pound, with an attractive bright red color, and traces of years of curing can be seen between the textures. When you smell it up close, the mellow aroma hits your nose, making you salivate. It is obvious that it is a top-quality product carefully selected from the home of a good craftsman. This is the "stepping stone" he specially prepared for today, and he hopes to exchange some favors from Yan Bugui.

He wore a warm smile, his movements natural and respectful. He handed the item to Yan Bugui with both hands, his voice full of enthusiasm and sincerity. He said, "Third Uncle, take a look! This is a rare thing I spent a lot of time looking for in the south, and I thought I would bring it back for you. Please don't be polite with me. Just consider it a small token of my appreciation for your care."

When Yan Bugui heard He Yuzhu's generous proposal, the expression on his face froze instantly, and the polite words that were on the tip of his tongue were choked back.

He widened his eyes, full of disbelief, as if trying to confirm whether he had heard it wrong.

The surprise that flashed in his eyes was like a shooting star across the night sky, fleeting.

Then, realizing his loss of composure, he quickly coughed lightly, adjusted his expression, and tried to restore his usual composure.

However, his slightly trembling hands still revealed the turmoil in his heart.

Soon, his face was filled with a smile that was somewhat flattering. He said, "Zhu Zi, you are really open-minded. Thank you, Zhu Zi."

After sending Yan Bugui away, He Yuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat beads on his forehead.

Then, he picked up the large and small bags in the car with both hands, and the heavy weight made his arm muscles bulge slightly.

He lifted his leg and stepped over the threshold, his steps brisk but filled with a hint of secret anticipation, thinking of giving his family an unexpected surprise.

Stepping into the central courtyard, the afternoon sun gently shines on the yard, casting mottled shadows of the trees.

Wen Yuping was seen sitting steadily on the old but clean stool in front of the door, with a thick cloth pad on her knees. The needle and thread in her hand were moving up and down rapidly, and the friction between the hemp thread and the sole of the shoe made a slight "hissing" sound.

She lowered her head slightly, a few strands of hair fell from her forehead, and her eyes were so focused that it seemed as if the whole world was only the pair of soles in her hands, and every stitch was sewn closely and neatly.

Not far away, He Yutang, who was already 8 years old, was sitting on the edge of the steps. A homework book was spread out on a slightly worn chair beside him. The handwriting on the book was crooked but written very carefully.

His upper body leaned forward slightly, his small eyebrows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, one hand supported his chin, his eyes were fixed on the questions in the homework book, and he was muttering softly from time to time. It was obvious that he was racking his brains over a difficult problem. His feet swayed unconsciously on the steps, occasionally kicking the small stones beside him, making crisp sounds.

On the other side of the yard, a small figure, like a ray of lively light, was happily kicking a shuttlecock.

That was He Yuyan, who was only 6 years old. She had two playful pigtails on both sides of her head, with bright red hairbands tied on the ends of the pigtails. As her body jumped up and down, the pigtails swung happily, just like a bird that had just learned to fly and was flying freely in the woods.

Her face flushed red, and beads of sweat covered her forehead, but her interest in playing did not diminish at all. Every time she kicked the shuttlecock, she counted clearly in her mouth, "One, two, three..."