Courtyard House: He Yuzhu started in 1948

The students were somewhat disappointed upon hearing this, but their ideals became even more resolute.

Their classmates are already imprisoned for their shared ideals. What they can do is not to back down, but to continue their efforts with even greater enthusiasm and determination to carry on their common cause!

To maintain secrecy, Zhang Tianyong suggested that everyone stay at the school, with He Yuzhu in charge of purchasing supplies.

Even if we don't buy any more, it's fine. We have enough meat and flour. In addition, when the radishes were harvested a few days ago, He Yuzhu also stocked up on a lot of radishes and vermicelli, which is enough for everyone to eat.

But He Yuzhu had to go out and ask Tian Zao and the others to come back first, and then they could talk.

"it is good."

He Yuzhu went to buy supplies and quickly went to find Tian Zao, telling her and her brothers to come back first.

"What's wrong?"

Tian Zao noticed He Yuzhu's anxiety and asked with concern, "Did something happen?"

"Don't ask, just go home and wait for my message."

He Yuzhu looked at Tian Zao very seriously and said, "Don't worry, it won't delay the plan. Han Qingkui won't live past New Year's Eve!"

"Um."

Tian Zao looked at He Yuzhu with a concerned expression: "Be careful."

"Um."

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After settling Tian Zao in, He Yuzhu went home and told He Daqing that there was something going on at school and he would have to stay there for a while.

He Daqing wanted to ask what it was about, but he swallowed the words back.

Forget it, don't ask anymore.

Even if you ask He Yuzhu, he won't tell you.

"You're an adult now, you need to be careful."

"Don't worry, Dad."

He Yuzhu laughed and said to He Daqing, "After we're done with school matters, I'll find you another wife!"

"Get lost!"

After packing up, He Yuzhu took out some sweet potatoes and radishes from the cellar, grabbed his bedding, and rode his donkey back to school.

The supplies are sufficient; his trip was solely to let his family know.

Lü Qinghuan borrowed the camera, and accompanied by a reporter from the newspaper, Lü Qinghuan's journalist friend. This reporter was not a member of any political party; he just thought Lü Qinghuan was making some big news and wanted to get it on the front page.

After arranging everything, Zhang Tianyong told everyone to get some rest: "Everyone, get plenty of rest and recharge so we can greet the flag-raising ceremony with the best of spirits tomorrow!"

Lu Qinghuan joked from the side, "If you don't get enough rest, you won't look good in photos, and you can't blame anyone else for that."

Ha ha ha ha...

Everyone chuckled quietly, then went to sleep.

There weren't enough beds, so He Yuzhu led everyone to sleep on the floor in the canteen. They put the cleaned tables together, lit a coal stove, opened a small window, and then went to sleep.

The next morning, before He Yuzhu was even awake, he felt a hand hitting him from the side. When He Yuzhu opened his eyes, he saw Jia Zhangshi's face.

Holy crap!

He Yuzhu was startled and sat up abruptly, looking at Jia Zhangshi with a puzzled expression, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here for work."

Confused, Jia Zhangshi whispered, "Isn't it time to get paid after work today? I... I came to collect my salary. I asked your father, and he said you were at school, so I came."

"..."

There really are people who would rather die than keep their money.

He Yuzhu was speechless. Jia Zhangshi looked at the students sleeping in the cafeteria and asked curiously, "Yuzhu, what's going on? Why are you all sleeping in the cafeteria?"

"I……"

Although he disliked Jia Zhangshi, He Yuzhu didn't want her involved in anything dangerous: "Auntie, there's something important at school today, you should go home first. I'll send you the money when I get home tomorrow, okay? Or you can go home and ask my dad for the money, just say I sent you."

"This...isn't that a bit inappropriate? Why would your dad give me my school salary?"

Jia Zhangshi did not believe that He Daqing would give her money. He would not even give her a piece of lard normally. How much lard could two silver dollars buy?

"Zhu Zi, is the school running out of money? Besides, my month's pay will only start after I finish today's work. How about I finish this job before I leave?"

Once you finish the work, you won't be able to leave.

The more He Yuzhu tried to persuade Jia Zhangshi to leave, the more determined she became, insisting on finishing her work for the day to get her wages. Helpless, He Yuzhu could only let her be: "Auntie, don't blame me for not warning you, things aren't peaceful at school today. If anything happens, stay far away, or you might get hurt."

He Yuzhu's words did indeed frighten Jia Zhangshi.

But thinking about the two yuan salary, Jia Zhangshi couldn't bear to leave. She nodded and said, "This school is a place to cultivate geniuses. What could possibly happen? Don't worry, Zhuzi, if anything happens, your aunt will protect you."

Protecting me?

Go to hell!

He Yuzhu didn't want to say anything more, so he started cooking!

Because the school has few students and a lot of meat stored, He Yuzhu can cook meat for all three meals a day.

Jia Zhangshi went to steam buns, He Yuzhu dug a basin of meat out of a vat in the warehouse, then carried radishes and vermicelli, loaded them into his donkey, and went to the canteen.

The donkey was originally used by Da Yong and his friends for doing business, but now that the world is in chaos and they can't do business, He Yuzhu simply started using it himself, as it's convenient to ride from the warehouse to the canteen.

He Yuzhu was cooking, and some of the students who had woken up early were helping to cook as well.

The waterworks had been shut down, so the students helped fetch water and then clean up.

Around 7 o'clock, the meal was ready, and Zhang Tianyong, Lü Qinghuan, and the others arrived, along with the reporters. After everyone finished eating the communal meal, they began preparing for the flag-raising ceremony.

The reporter was organizing his camera, working hard to make his front-page headline.

The students were also preparing. They washed their faces, combed their hair with their hands, and tidied their clothes and shoes. No one spoke at this moment, but the atmosphere was solemn and respectful.

"Pillar, what are they doing?"

Confused, Madam Jia went to He Yuzhu's side and asked, "Why are all the children so serious? What are they doing?"

While straightening his clothes, He Yuzhu calmly said, "Raise the flag!"

"What's so good about raising the flag?"

Jia Zhangshi often saw students raising the flag, and pointed to the reporter fiddling with a camera nearby: "What does he do?"

"The photographer."

"Take a picture?"

Madam Jia's eyes lit up. This was the first time a young woman had ever gotten into a sedan chair, and she had never even had her wedding photos taken. "Then...can I have my picture taken too? Does it cost money?"

"It's free."

He Yuzhu looked at Jia Zhangshi, wanting to persuade her but holding back: "Auntie, are you coming too?"

"I want to participate if it's free."

Jia Zhangshi seemed a little embarrassed. "I...I've never had my picture taken before, Zhuzi. Could you give me a picture later? Do you charge for photos?"

He Yuzhu found it somewhat amusing that Jia Zhangshi was so lucky to witness history.

Jia Zhangshi, you may not know what this photo could bring you in the future, right?

"Shall I pay you the money?"

"That's great!"

Madam Jia smiled more brightly than a sea of ​​chrysanthemums, and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder: "Your aunt didn't spoil you for nothing!"

"hehe……"

Old Deng, you're going to be scared to death in a minute!