Chapter 343 New Year’s Eve
Seeing that He Yuzhu was not happy, he not only said it, but also hinted that he spent a lot of money on hair oil.
Xu Damao then retorted,

"Even if it's imported from Big Brother, how much is this bottle of hair oil? It would save me from eating meat twice a month."

After rebutting, he then asked about the militia training.
"By the way, Zhuzi, do you militiamen shoot guns during training? How about you take me to the training ground one day to see it for yourself?"

Xu Damao is rich and doesn't care about the consumption of hair oil, and He Yuzhu doesn't want to say more.

When I heard Xu Damao say that he wanted to go to the militia training ground to see it all, I glanced over his head, and the meaning was naturally self-evident.

Then Xu Damao said anxiously,
"No, I just want to follow you to see what's going on and practice my marksmanship. I'm not going to practice fighting with you. Why are you looking at my hair?"

Seeing that he still wanted to practice shooting, He Yuzhu, who knew that movie projectionists would be equipped with guns when they went to the countryside, smiled and asked,

"Xu Damao, since you said you wanted to practice your marksmanship, does that mean Uncle Xu agrees to take you to the countryside to show movies?"

Hearing He Yuzhu's question, Xu Damao instantly became dispirited.
"No, if my father was willing to take me to the countryside to show movies, I would definitely train with them in the security department. There would be no need for me to beg you."

Having said this, Xu Damao put his hand on He Yuzhu's shoulder.
"Sooner or later,

Zhuzi, take me to your militia's training ground to see for myself, and let me fire a few bullets."

Although this was not a big deal, He Yuzhu did not agree.
"Come on, is it that easy to get into the training ground?

I have to register you before I bring you in, and if there is anything I have to write a report. Am I just too idle or what? You are asking for trouble.

Since you will practice sooner or later,

Then you can just wait until Uncle Xu agrees to take you to the countryside to show movies, and then practice with the colleagues in the steel mill security department.
It will only take a year or two, why are you in such a hurry? "

Seeing that He Yuzhu refused to take him to the training ground, Xu Damao had no choice but to mutter a few words and then said nothing more.

Time soon came to New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, He Yuzhu got up from the kang, washed up, and walked out of the house taking the statue of the god.

As soon as I lifted the door curtain, I saw Yan Bugui, who lived across the street, also pasted door gods on his front door.
So I smiled and wished a happy new year.

"Happy New Year, Uncle Yan!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's greeting, Yan Bugui pressed the statue with one hand, then turned around.
"Happy New Year, Zhuzi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the statue in He Yuzhu's hand and asked with a smile,

"Zhu Zi, you are here to put up the door gods too. What did you put up for the gate this year?"

Ever since the deaf old lady made it clear that she wanted to leave the Siheyuan to He Yuzhu, the He family has been responsible for the annual decoration of the Siheyuan for many years.

That's why Yan Bugui asked so naturally.

"Who else could it be? [Yellow-faced] Qin Shubao and [Black-faced] Yuchi Gong!"

He Yuzhu shook the statue in his hand and said as he walked out.
"Uncle Yan, since it's still early, I'll go put up the door gods at the door first. We can talk about anything later."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I also have to take care of things at home."

When they arrived at the door, they found that He Daqing and his team had taken down the original statue on the door when they were cleaning the place two days ago.
He Yuzhu can just paste it up now. After pasting the Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong at the main entrance, he pasted a picture of Zhong Kui on the screen wall facing the main entrance.

Two sets of Zhao Zilong Riding Alone to Save the Lord were given to He Yushui and Li Qingshan in the ear room.

The Hehe Erxian gave it to the principal wife, He Daqing and his wife.
The last two sets of Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong were for himself and the deaf old lady in the backyard.

When he was pasting the door gods, the neighbors in the courtyard were already busy, and the children in each household were running around in the yard wearing brand new clothes.
When He Yuzhu finished pasting the door gods for the deaf old lady's house in the backyard and took her to the middle courtyard for breakfast,
He Jianguo was standing at the door of his house wearing his new cotton-padded jacket.

Seeing his brother bringing the deaf old lady from the backyard, He Jianguo ran over without hesitation, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Madam, Jianguo wishes you a happy new year and a long life.

Madam, do you think my new cotton-padded jacket looks nice? It is very warm to wear!"

Seeing He Jianguo kneeling down and kowtow in front of her, the deaf old lady smiled and took out a 10,000 yuan bill from her pocket.
"You little one, you were dreaming about wearing new clothes while you were having dinner last night, and now you finally got your wish.

Here, take the New Year's money my wife gave you, and ask your brother to buy you firecrackers.

The ground is so cold, get up quickly! "

"Thank you, ma'am."

He Yushui and Li Qingshan greeted He Daqing and his wife and the deaf old lady one by one, had breakfast, and then followed He Yuzhu to the front yard.

At this time, in the front yard, Yan Bugui was leading the brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang to arrange tables, chairs and benches, and prepare the space for writing couplets and spring scrolls.

Seeing He Yuzhu and his sister coming from the Chuihua Gate, he asked with a smile,
"Zhu Zi, have you prepared all your red papers? If you have, bring them here. I will write them for you first since there are not many people around.

It’s still the same as before, just give Uncle Yan some melon seeds and peanuts.”

Although He Yuzhu had already made up his mind to write his own couplets from now on, Li Qingshan had already said it out loud before he could say anything.

"Uncle Yan, my brother said that we will write the couplets ourselves this year, so we won't bother you."

Not only No. 95 Siheyuan,

Even in the entire Maoer Hutong, the He family has a lot of real estate.

In addition to decorating the courtyard, a lot of spring notes have to be written every year. The He family can be said to be Yan Bugui's largest customer.

When Yan Bugui heard Li Qingshan say that He Yuzhu would write his own work this year, his expression immediately changed.

However, he still held on to a glimmer of hope and looked at He Yuzhu and asked,
"Zhu Zi, is what Qing Shan said true? Are you really going to write your own couplets and spring scrolls this year?"

He Yuzhu naturally noticed the change in Yan Bugui's expression. When he saw him asking about himself, He Yuzhu nodded and confirmed.

"Yes, Uncle Yan, Qingshan is right.

When I bought some extra red paper this year, I wanted to try it myself to see how it would turn out.
If I can't write well, I'll come to you for help.

If it turns out okay, I will write it myself and won’t bother you anymore.”

Hearing the affirmative answer from He Yuzhu, Yan Bugui was very unhappy, but in front of He Yuzhu, he couldn't say anything.
I could only force a smile and say,
"Okay, then you give it a try. If it doesn't work, come and find Uncle Yan. Uncle Yan promises to write it well for you."

(End of this chapter)