Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers wafts in the wind, filling the air.

The golden glow of the setting sun shines on the red walls and green tiles, perfectly blending into the colorful scenery.

Inside the room, He Yuzhu leaned over the desk, writing the last period on the paper with the pen in his hand.

The high-intensity work for more than a year has finally come to an end, and I can return to my normal pace of life.

"Phew~ It's finally over!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, screwed the cap back on the pen and put it aside.

Then he picked up the notebook, scanned the handwriting on it, and checked it one last time.

The significance of these materials is to provide a concise outline. Except for some key technologies, the rest are left to others.

If he wanted to make the information detailed, it would not be something he could do in such a short time.

People are not printers that can directly print out the information in their brains.

It was simply not possible for him to do every stroke with just his own hands.

After checking that everything was correct, He Yuzhu closed the notebook, bent down, put it in the cabinet under the table and locked it.

He stood up, cleaned up the table, and before leaving, he carefully looked at the furnishings in the house and kept these things in mind.

I have stayed in this small room for more than a year, and except for a few people who occasionally come, it is sparsely populated.

Apart from the company of tables and chairs, my mind and energy are focused on the real business.

This experience may never be deciphered and will only remain deep in his memory.

At this moment, she could understand the poems she had memorized quite well. When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she laughed among the bushes.

When the great results that arise from this appear to the world, he will just smile calmly among the celebrating crowd.

He took one last deep look, then turned and left without hesitation.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

He Yuzhu stood outside the office door and knocked gently.

"Please come in!"

A gentle reply came into his ears through the door.

With a smile on his face, he opened the door and walked in.

"Sir, He Yuzhu is here to hand over the keys!"

It's just a key. It's not my turn to hand it over to Mr. Wu in person.

Handing over the keys means the end of the mission. He Yuzhu's mission has been completed, and he came here to hand in the mission in person.

"Okay, Zhuzi. Sit down and rest for a while while I finish reading this document. Pour yourself some tea."

Mr. Wu looked up from his busy work, asked him to take a seat, and then continued to work.

He Yuzhu was not surprised to hear this. He walked to the sofa very skillfully, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

This is basically the case every time he comes here. He sips his tea by himself and looks very relaxed.

As usual, I waited quietly without saying anything to interrupt the work.

After drinking one third of the tea in the cup, Mr. Wu, who had been busy with his work with his head down, finally stood up.

Write down your approval comments at the end of the document, sign your name, and finish the work at hand.

As he put the document on the pile of documents beside him, he looked up at He Yuzhu.

"Are you coming here for the Mid-Autumn Festival? Zhuzi."

When He Yuzhu heard the question, he quickly put down his teacup and looked over sideways.

"Come on, why not! I've been making mooncakes for a few years, and I'm sure you won't be left out!"

He made quite a few pastries himself, so naturally he brought them over for everyone to taste.

Mr. Wu certainly couldn't escape his enthusiasm and tried quite a few kinds of cakes.

Although he didn't like eating these exquisite pastries, his deliciousness was undeniable.

"Well, I'll eat the mooncakes you sent me during this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Last year you were too busy and I didn’t get to eat what you cooked. This year I’ll give it a try.”

After saying that, he opened the drawer, took an envelope from inside, stood up and walked towards He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu didn't dare to be careless and just sat there, so he stood up from the sofa.

With a smug look on his face, he assured, "Don't worry, I won't forget to prepare it for you during the New Year and other holidays!"

"Haha! Then I'll wait for you."

Mr. Wu knew that this was his intention, so he did not refuse directly but agreed.

He walked closer, took He Yuzhu's arm, and sat down on the sofa together.

"Now that you have finished your work, what are your plans next? Are you going back to the Ministry of Metallurgy or do you have other ideas?"

Of course, He Yuzhu continued to do his job as canteen director and it was more appropriate for him to slack off.

"I'm just going back to where I came from. I don't have any other ideas."

Seeing his determined expression, Mr. Wu said no more and nodded, letting the matter go.

He handed the envelope to He Yuzhu and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go back to the Ministry of Metallurgy directly next month."

"Next month?" He Yuzhu didn't quite understand and looked at him in confusion.

Mr. Wu pressed the envelope into his hands and explained, “This is your salary for September, and you will go back to work directly next month.

For the rest of this month, you stay at home with Xiao Chen and the children. Do you understand?"

He really didn't expect to be given such a long paid vacation, and he was unable to react for a moment.

When the envelope was in his hand, he pulled himself back to his thoughts, a smile crept up the corners of his mouth, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"That's really exciting! Haha~ It's really unexpected.

However, I don’t need this money, after all, I didn’t work for many days this month.”

After saying that, he handed the envelope back, not wanting to accept the salary.

Mr. Wu glared at him in pretended anger: "What? Is what I say no longer effective?"

Looking at the situation, I have no choice but to accept this money today.

He Yuzhu's face changed, and he took his hand back with a smile: "Okay, then I will accept it shamelessly.

But you can’t return the mooncakes I sent you during the Mid-Autumn Festival, or give me money.”

Mr. Wu waved his hand and agreed to his request.

The atmosphere in the room was relaxed and cheerful. He Yuzhu helped him massage his head while chatting about family matters.

When the last rays of sunset fell, He Yuzhu had already returned home.

In the north room, the He family's two children were taking their first steps, and He Yushui's encouraging shouts were always beside them.

He Yuzhu hugged his children who were stumbling towards him and laughed heartily.

The child hugged his arms and laughed.

He Yushui was watching the lively scene of the father and his two sons from the other side, clapping his hands and calling out.

"Tongtong, Yangyang, come to your aunt!"

The familiar shouting voice really attracted the attention of the brother and sister, and they let go of each other's hands and walked forward.

He Yuzhu's heart trembled, he opened his arms to support them, and stared at them closely.

Chen Xueru sat aside and watched the warm scene with a sweet smile.

"Brother Zhuzi, will you continue to work in the cafeteria in the future?"

He Yuzhu's eyes were still on his children, and he replied without turning around: "Yes, things will return to normal in the future.

I was given a long vacation this time and will go back to work next month.

There is an envelope in my bag. It contains this month's salary. Please remember to collect it later."

When I heard this, a thought flashed through my mind: there are still more than twenty days until next month.

Chen Xueru's face showed excitement, and she subconsciously grabbed He Yuzhu's arm tightly.

After being so busy for so long, he was overjoyed to suddenly have so much time at home.

"That's great!"

Feeling Chen Xueru's happiness, He Yuzhu patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

"That's perfect. Let's go to the front door next week."