The Red Era: The Crowd in the Siheyuan

Chapter 478 Sensible Children
Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu didn't need to discuss it at all.
Although the intensity of militia training is not very high, it is much greater than the amount of exercise in daily life, so you must eat enough.
Considering that their family could barely make enough food, how could they possibly let Banggeng go to training with food coupons?

It's the kids in the courtyard

Although they all wanted to train with He Yuzhu because they could shoot guns,
But most of the neighbors had the same idea as Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu. They were unwilling to pay for their children to participate in militia training. As soon as they heard the children's request, they suppressed it directly.
Among them, the voice of Yan Bugui, the neighbor next door to the He family, was the loudest.
Maybe it was because the school was closed today and the neighbors spit on his face when he came back. Yan Bugui understood that Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang wanted to go to training, so his tone was much higher than usual.
"Go, go, go, what are you going to take? Didn't you hear Zhuzi say that you have to bring your own food coupons?
It's not like your eldest brother hasn't participated in militia training before. With the intensity of the training, how much food would our family have to use to fill this hole?

It's not easy for your father to earn some money to support the family, but you are always thinking about my little things."

Hearing the noise coming from the opposite door, He Yuzhu and Lou Xiaoe, who had just packed up and were about to go to the Central Courtyard for dinner, looked at each other and then tacitly said nothing more.

Coming to the main room,

The mixed noodles made by He Jianguo and Bai Guafu were just out of the pot.

He Yuejin and He Qing had already been sitting at the table, looking at the steaming pot with envy.
"Uncle, when can we eat? We are all hungry. The noodles with soy sauce smell so good. We are so hungry."

"Haha, you two little guys, your dad and mom haven't come yet, how can you sit at the table to eat first? Aren't you afraid that your mom will beat you up?"

"But I'm really hungry. My mouth is watering."

Then, the sharp-eyed He Yuejin saw He Yuzhu and his wife who had just crossed the Chuihua Gate, and immediately shouted at He Jianguo,

"Uncle, uncle, my parents are here, hurry up and serve the noodles."

Hearing this, He Jianguo stuck his head out to look outside the door, then picked up the noodles with chopsticks and looked at them, then took the large basin and started to serve the noodles.
"Okay, okay, I'll serve some noodles right away. Give more to you two little greedy cats."

"Thank you, uncle!"

"You're welcome. I'm your uncle after all. If I don't feel sorry for you, who else should I feel sorry for?"

When He Yuzhu and his wife entered the house, they saw a large bowl of mixed noodles in front of the two little ones, and they immediately knew what was going on.

"Yuejin, Qingqing, are you disobedient again? Grandpa and the others haven't come to the table yet, you two should sit down first."

Hearing her mother's question, He Qing raised her head and gave Lou Xiao'e a flattering smile.
The older He Yuejin subconsciously touched his butt.
"Without mom, my sister and I were hungry. My uncle felt sorry for us and served us some food first. If we didn't go to the table, the noodles would have lumped together.

If you don’t believe me, ask Grandpa. He can vouch for me and my sister.”

Although He Daqing liked several children, he never interfered with He Yuzhu and Lou Xiaoe's child training.

Because he knows himself well and knows that his words as a father are useless.
However, seeing his grandchildren looking at him for help, and Lou Xiao'e being pregnant with her grandson, He Daqing couldn't help but stand up.

"Xiao'e, you are still pregnant.
Yuejin and Qingqing are already sensible enough. They can learn the rules slowly.

Hurry up, I'm hungry too, let's eat, otherwise this mixed noodles will get clumpy later."

Seeing He Daqing coming forward, and considering her current special situation, Lou Xiaoe didn't say anything more, "Okay, Dad, let's eat first.
Yuejin, did you and your sister thank your uncle just now? "

Seeing that there was no need to be beaten, He Yuejian nodded happily. "Thanks for, thank you for your uncle. The uncle said he didn't need to thank him, and he said that he was a little uncle, just to hurt us."

"Thanks, that's all. Let's eat now!"

Seeing their mother asking them to eat, He Yuejin and He Qingru immediately picked up their chopsticks and began to eat in small bites. Then they squinted their eyes and looked at He Ying happily.

"Brother, are you really going to Tiananmen Square with Dad tomorrow? Aren't you going to play with me and my sister?"

Hearing this, He Ying swallowed the noodles in his mouth and nodded.

"When I was in school, you two had a lot of fun in the courtyard. It's better to play with grandpa than with me. Grandpa even bought you peach cakes and glutinous rice sticks."

"No, Grandpa is fine.
But brother, you finally don’t have to go to school, we want to follow you, grandpa wants to follow you too, right grandpa?”

Knowing that He Yuejin's enthusiasm was short-lived, if the two brothers really stayed together every day, there would definitely be a lot of noise.

Even if they don't fight, they still quarrel endlessly.

Hearing He Ying pulling him out, He Daqing didn't care and nodded with a smile.

"Of course, Grandpa wants your brother to follow me around every day, but your brother has grown up now and needs to train with your father, so Grandpa can't delay the important things.

When I come back from training, I'll still take you guys out to play."

Seeing that his grandfather didn't support him, He Yuejin stopped trying. As for looking for his mother or something like that, he never even thought about it because he was afraid of getting beaten.

The next morning, after breakfast, He Yuzhu and his son pushed their bicycles and prepared to go out.
As for going to the neighbors' homes to ask, he had no such idea at all. If the neighbors in the courtyard were willing, they would have brought their children out long ago.

I saw my brother sitting on the back of a bicycle with my father heading towards Tiananmen Square.
He Yuejin said to He Daqing with envy,

"Grandpa, I want to grow up quickly. I want to ride dad's bicycle to train like my brother. It looks so impressive."

Hearing this, He Daqing nodded with a smile and patted his grandson's head.

"Yes, yes, grow up quickly."

On the other side, He Ying, wearing an octagonal hat and a small military uniform, attracted the attention of the militia as soon as he followed He Yuzhu to Tiananmen Square.
Especially the female militiamen, looking at the proud little guy, they circled around him with laughter.
On the contrary, He Ying was a little hesitant and didn't know where to put his hands.

Seeing his son looking at him with embarrassment, He Yuzhu smiled and drove everyone away.
"Okay, you guys, our He Ying came here with me for training, you guys will scare him away like this, what if he doesn't come tomorrow?
It's getting late, everyone should return to their teams and prepare for training."

Seeing He Yuzhu talking about serious matters, the militiamen all looked serious and saluted in a proper manner.
"Yes, Captain He!"

He Yuzhu could control the militiamen under his command, but he could not control others, especially the teachers and students who came to Peiping from other places.

(End of this chapter)