Courtyard House: He Yuzhu started in 1948

He Daqing was full of energy. After finishing a busy day, he called He Yuzhu over and said, "Starting tomorrow, you can go to the school. They're setting up the cafeteria, right? Go help them. You don't need to worry about things at home."

Just one day later, He Daqing had sorted things out.

He Yuzhu went to school, while he helped his mentally challenged son watch Tianzao grow up. After He Yuzhu graduated from high school, the two children got married, and a year later he held his grandson... Life would be perfect.

It would be even better if there were a widow to warm the bed for me.

He Daqing believed that He Yuzhu should hurry up and go to school so that he could be worthy of Tian Zao.

He Daqing is full of energy now. When he thinks of his daughter-in-law and grandson, he wishes he could fast forward to the moment his grandson was born.

The main reason is that He Yuzhu has to prove himself.

He Yuzhu was very satisfied with He Daqing's words. He couldn't be more eager to get away from Tian Zao. She learned from He Daqing that He Yuzhu was only thirteen years old. With a smile in her eyes, she was thinking about taking him in as her little brother.

Let's go, go as far as possible.

The next day, after He Yuzhu had breakfast, he was on his way to the Fifth Middle School when he ran into Tian Zao and her brother.

"Pillar……"

Before she could finish speaking, He Yuzhu hurriedly disappeared from the other end of the alley. Tian Zao laughed angrily, "That Zhu... he's really a fool. We're brothers, he calls me 'sister,' what could he possibly be doing wrong?"

Okay, let's focus on making food first.

……

He Yuzhu went to No. 5 Middle School. The gatekeeper already recognized him. After entering, he went directly to the bungalow behind the teaching building. Zhang Tianyong was cleaning the room with several teachers who were not teaching and students who were having physical education class.

He Yuzhu ran over: "Director Zhang."

"Um?"

Zhang Tianyong was impressed by the boy who had taken on the role and asked curiously, "Why did you come today? Is everything settled at home?"

"Once everything was settled, my dad sent me over to help."

He Yuzhu brought up He Daqing, implying that if he wanted to improve himself, then his father should also want to improve: "Director Zhang, please feel free to ask if there's anything you need me to do. I may be young, but I'm quite strong."

"Good lad!"

Zhang Tianyong's affection for He Yuzhu grew even stronger as he witnessed her willingness to make sacrifices.

The school was really short of money, so the principal used his connections to go to the education department to find Shen Jianshi, the special commissioner for the Pingjin area, and Ying Qianli of the municipal education bureau. Hmm... he was the grandfather of the director of the first sitcom, "I Love My Family".

The Ministry of Education, banks, entrepreneurs... they begged for donations everywhere, five hundred here, three hundred there... They raised three thousand silver dollars, which were used as funds for the dormitories and student canteen for the following year.

Don't think that 3,000 yuan is a lot. Things are getting more and more chaotic now, and prices are soaring. 3,000 yuan won't last long.

Renovating ten brick houses would cost money, buying beds would cost money, and the road between the playground and the teaching building was all dirt road. When it rained, the ground would be flooded and mud would form a mud pit with every step. They would also have to buy bricks to repair the road. In order to save the already limited funds, the school teachers did not hire workers and called on the students who were taking physical education classes to help with the tidying up. They would hire a few workers to help when they laid the roof, and they planned to do the painting themselves.

Because No. 5 Middle School is a public school with incredibly low tuition fees, the school only charges a token amount for the dormitories and canteen, or provides food instead. If a student's family is truly poor, the school will pay for their meals out of its own pocket.

As for those who want to take more than their share, there are basically none. They all know that it's already good enough that No. 5 Middle School can keep running. If they take more than their share, the school will go bankrupt.

Nowadays, everyone values ​​dedication, and this is especially true at No. 5 Middle School. Progressive young people of all ages, from teachers to junior high students, are willing to contribute to the development of the school.

Zhang Tianyong knew that he had to be careful with the three thousand dollars. He could get three thousand dollars now, but he might not be able to next year.

If He Yuzhu knew that the school's dormitory and canteen budget was three thousand silver dollars, he would definitely have spent it all.

The Kuomintang in the city won't last a year, what's there to worry about!

Go all out!

Zhang Tianyong immediately had He Yuzhu assigned to work. He wasn't very good at much work; he could only collect the construction waste on the ground, gather the broken bricks and tiles together, and put them in a designated waste disposal area.

Looking at the broken bricks and tiles on the ground, He Yuzhu thought of Xu Sanduo from the TV series "Soldiers Sortie," and the road he paved in the Fifth Platoon on the grassland... Seeing that the area between the teaching building and the bungalows behind it was all bare earth without any cement paving, he immediately raised his hand and said, "Director Zhang, could we make use of these broken bricks and tiles?"

"Um?"

Zhang Tianyong became interested and pointed to the road ahead, saying, "You mean, this road is paved with broken bricks and tiles?"

"I'm afraid that won't work."

A student from a better-off family raised his hand to express his opinion, "Teacher Zhang, the soil underneath is lotus soil, which crumbles as soon as you step on it. These broken bricks and tiles are useless, they're too thin. Once it rains, the road will be gone. If you ask me, it would be more appropriate for us to go to the area under the city gate tower and find some useless city bricks."

Lotus soil is fine soil; a single shovelful will yield a large chunk.

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Tianyong sternly rebuked the student, saying, "Du Jian, why does the school even have dormitories and a cafeteria? It's so chaotic outside. What will the school say to your family if you get hurt?"

Du Jian lowered his head dejectedly, realizing he had been thinking one-sidedly.

Zhang Tianyong then said to the other students, "Go back and tell your classmates that no one is allowed to go down to the city wall to pick up bricks!"

After Zhang Tianyong finished scolding his classmates, He Yuzhu said, "Then let's do it like building a house, digging a pit, compacting the surrounding soil, pouring in broken bricks and tiles, covering it with mud and watering it, then covering it with more broken bricks and leveling it out. Wouldn't that work?"

Ok?

That's a good idea.

Zhang Tianyong then said, "Yuzhu, these broken bricks can't be used to pave a road."

He Yuzhu pointed to the northeast corner: "Isn't there still coal ash over there?"

Hey……

This kid really knows how to make use of waste.

Another student objected: "Can coal ash be used to pave roads?"

"Yes! It's definitely possible!"

Zhang Tianyong slapped his forehead and waved his hand, "Let's do it!"

In the past, the school would clean up the coal ash regularly in the spring. This year, in order to prevent outsiders from entering, the school has not had time to clean it up yet. Now, it's perfect time to make use of it.

"Comrade Yuzhu has come up with a great idea! Let's give Comrade Yuzhu a round of applause!"

Zhang Tianyong started clapping first, and the students joined in. After the students gradually stopped clapping, he introduced the student to the class: "Let me introduce you to He Yuzhu, the kitchen helper in our school's logistics department. Don't let Yuzhu's young age fool you; he comes from a family with a rich culinary tradition. His father was once the head chef at Fengzeyuan Restaurant, and his skills were superb... Let's give Yuzhu another round of applause."

Gradually, the students' eyes lit up, and the applause became more and more enthusiastic.