Chapter 286: Open Folk Customs
Just when He Yuzhu was somewhat surprised at everyone's enthusiasm,
Several uncles at the station were also making preparations while looking at He Yuzhu and asked with a smile,

"Comrades of the People's Liberation Army,

You didn’t learn radio gymnastics when you were at the front, right? Come down and we’ll teach you how to do it. You’ll learn it after one or two times. It’s very simple.”

Seeing that everyone was ready, He Yuzhu put down his luggage and lined up.

But he said,
"Sir, you are wrong.
Whether it was the first set of radio gymnastics in 1951 or the second set of radio gymnastics in July this year, the State Council specially issued us posters, and we also learned them when we were on the peninsula.

It's just that we often have to be on duty, so we can't gather together for exercises like everyone else.
So I was a little surprised to see this scene today."

When they heard He Yuzhu say that he had also learned radio gymnastics in the army, several uncles immediately became interested.

"Oh, really? Why don't we compete to see who does it better and in a standard way?"

"Okay, then let's have a good competition."

As the radio gymnastics officially began, people from all over the city of Peking rushed out of their homes and started doing exercises. At this time, it seemed that there was only this sound in the whole city.

The people of Daxia were doing exercises actively, and there were some foreigners holding cameras on the roadside taking pictures of everyone with a curious look on their faces.
The common people of Daxia were no longer as timid as before when they saw these foreigners.

Instead, he showed himself very generously.

He Yuzhu felt that they seemed to be more generous than people in the 21st century. It was a kind of confidence that radiated from the inside out.

After doing the radio gymnastics, He Yuzhu first said goodbye to several uncles on the platform.
Then I got on the bus.
But as soon as he got on the bus, he heard the Russians' Katyusha playing on the radio in the cab.
Some of the more fashionable young passengers were clapping their hands to the beat and humming passionately.

When they saw He Yuzhu carrying his luggage onto the bus, several young girls greeted him with laughter and invited him to sing along.

"Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, sing with us!"

Seeing this, He Yuzhu was not afraid of the stage and started to sing along with the beat.

"Just as the pear blossoms were blooming all over the world,

There is a soft veil floating on the river.
Katyusha stood on the steep shore.
The song is like the bright spring sunshine,
Katyusha stood on the steep shore.
......"

With the singing and laughter on board, the bus slowly drove into Di'anmen Station.
He Yuzhu got out of the car carrying the luggage.
Looking at Nanluoguxiang, which he had not seen for a long time, He Yuzhu looked at it carefully, wanting to see what changes had taken place in the past three years.

But as soon as he got off the bus, he was recognized by the neighbors who were out for a walk or chatting.

Although it was already mid-November, the weather in Beiping had begun to get colder.
At night, we have to heat the kang before we can sleep.
But there are still many grandpas and aunts wandering around the streets.
When they first saw He Yuzhu, they thought they were seeing things, but after rubbing their eyes hard, they confirmed that they were not mistaken. The man in front of them was He Yuzhu who was going to join the army.
Then some of them gathered around, shouting and yelling.

"Zhu Zi, why are you back? Does your father know that you are back today?"

As soon as I asked, I heard the neighbors say,
"What do you know? I didn't see He Daqing go out to buy vegetables this morning. If he knew Zhuzi was coming back today, would he not buy any vegetables?"

"Too,
If He Daqing knew that Zhuzi was coming back today,

I must go out early in the morning to buy food and prepare a large table of delicious food and wine.

It can't be like today with no movement at all."

This morning, when talking with the senior leaders of the State Council, He Yuzhu already knew that the State Council had transferred him back, but the higher-ups had not informed He Daqing and his family members.
So when He Yuzhu heard the neighbors say that He Daqing didn't know he was back, he was not surprised. Then he heard the oldest man in the crowd, Mr. Wang, say,
"Alright, alright, you guys, is it the point whether He Daqing bought groceries today? What are you doing around Zhuzi? He hasn't been home for a few years, why don't you let Zhuzi go home quickly.

You young people, hurry up and go to their courtyard to inform them.
Check to see if He Daqing is at work and who else is there. "

As soon as Uncle Wang finished speaking, He Yuzhu saw a few younger uncles answering and then turning around and running towards Maoer Hutong.

He Yuzhu walked towards Maoer Hutong while chatting with the neighbors.

Not long after walking, I heard He Yushui calling me from outside.

"elder brother!"

Hearing his sister's voice, He Yuzhu subconsciously turned his head and saw He Yushui rushing towards him while wiping her tears.
When the neighbors saw He Yushui running over so quickly, they all smiled kindly.

"Hey, little Rain Girl is here, why are you still crying?"

"It's just rain. You should be happy that your brother is back, not cry."

But He Yuzhu didn't bother to pay attention to them, he pushed aside his neighbors and threw himself into his arms.
"elder brother!"

Seeing He Yushui suddenly throw herself into his arms, then look up at him with tears in her eyes, He Yuzhu smiled and touched her head.
"Okay, okay, you're already a 10-year-old girl, why are you still crying so easily?"

"Who's crying? I'm just excited to see you come back!"

Looking at his sister who was wiping tears and looking unhappy, He Yuzhu asked with a smile,
"Is it really just excitement?"

"You're so annoying, brother. You haven't been back for more than three years, and you make fun of me as soon as you come back."

"Alright, alright, it's my fault.

By the way, Yushui, shouldn't you be in school at this time?"

"Brother, today is Sunday. There is no school or work. You have been in the army and you have forgotten what day it is."

“I’m different from you students.

I'm in the army, and all I do all day is training. Why would I need to remember what day of the week it is? "

He Yuzhu had just said this when he heard Ma Yukuan shouting in the crowd,
"Hurry up, Lao He, your Zhuzi is back.

Can't you just run a few steps?
How come you are the only one out of your courtyard? Where are Lao Yi and the others? Aren’t they off work today? "

"What are you running for?

He, as a son, came back and wanted me, as a father, to come out and pick him up.
What about Lao Yi and the others? Don't you know who Lao Yi is? Zhuzi is a junior after all. Do you think they can be so shameless as to come out and take over Zhuzi?
You got it wrong! "

Hearing the voice, He Yuzhu looked up and saw He Daqing, dressed in a grey Zhongshan suit, walking slowly towards him holding the hand of a child of about four or five years old.

(End of this chapter)