Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 161 Three years, are these guys KGB?

When those people realized they couldn't persuade him to leave, they started trying to get close to He Yuzhu, offering to tutor him and mentioning how good he was at which subject.

Cui Feng and Wang Chunhe immediately said they could do that too, and then they started bargaining, naturally about the cost of the groceries.

He Yuzhu was happy to watch the excitement. He had never lived in a dormitory in his life, and this scene was somewhat similar to that in the military. Of course, the military didn't discuss things like firewood and rice.

In the end, they reached a decision: tutoring, cleaning, and grocery shopping would be done in shifts. Apart from studying and cooking, He Yuzhu became a hands-off manager.

Since the entrance exam was approaching, He Yuzhu went to register the next day. There are always people who look at transfer students with strange eyes.

However, He Yuzhu proved everyone who looked down on him wrong by getting first place in the class in the first mock exam.

Then, Director Qin came to visit He Yuzhu's dormitory.

He brought news that He Yuzhu had to learn physics; this was an order, not a request, and that his roommate, Wang Chunhe, should start teaching He Yuzhu the basics right now.

Wang Chunhe naturally guaranteed that he would teach him everything he knew.

Then Director Qin told He Yuzhu that he had informed his family about his situation and that he shouldn't worry. After that, Director Qin left.

In July 1954, He Yuzhu was admitted to the Physics Department of Moscow University with excellent grades.

In September 1954, He Yuzhu began his life as an international student. During the winter break in February 1955, He Yuzhu, who had just turned twenty, completed nearly half of the physics curriculum. By July 1955, he had received all the credits and was ready to graduate.

Are there any difficult courses? Yes, there are. He Yuzhu got many points by memorizing them. Otherwise, he would have had to pack up and go back to China before he even finished studying them.

He was practically a legend at school, and then he applied for a master's program in the same field.

In September 1955, He Yuzhu was admitted to graduate school and majored in computational mathematics and programming.

Studying books at school is always tedious, but what can you do? The knowledge in books is static, and it's far from being put into practice, especially for his major, which requires him to find places to practice.

Therefore, He Yuzhu applied for graduate school without hesitation, just so he could have the opportunity to work in a laboratory.

Another six months passed, and in February 1956, he and Wang Chunhe became classmates in the same grade. Wang Chunhe was extremely depressed.

In July 1956, He Yuzhu received his Bachelor of Science degree in Computational Mathematics and Programming.

He secretly sent the books and materials they had studied to Lao Fan. Yes, Lao Fan was also surprised to learn that He Yuzhu was going to university.

Because He Yuzhu didn't need to study at all; his achievements were enough to get him a very high position.

He returned the film intact. Later, he learned that the contents of the film were very important and highly confidential. For this, his department gave He Yuzhu a great credit, but the award would only be given to him after He Yuzhu returned to China.

After that, he and Wang Chun, along with their fellow graduate students, entered the Joint Institute, located in Dubna, 120 kilometers from Moscow.

Once inside, He Yuzhu felt that they were being watched. Apart from being in the dormitory, whenever they entered the laboratory, they could feel that there were eyes watching them, the Chinese students, all the time.

Moreover, when He Yuzhu returned to his dormitory from the lab, he discovered that the dormitory had been ransacked. Although it had been restored very well, he could still tell that.

Every now and then, international students are called in for talks, and they all come back looking indignant, as if they have been greatly insulted.

The reason is simple: they can participate in the experiment and borrow the materials in designated places, but they cannot record any experimental data, experimental procedures, or the contents of the materials on their own, let alone take them out.

This little thing is no challenge for He Yuzhu. Why has he worked so hard these past two years? It's all for this opportunity. Otherwise, how could he have gotten into a place like this?

So He Yuzhu spent quite a while copying down the information, of course, he would read it, pretend to think about it, and then copy it down in his online space.

There was so much data, it was practically massive. He Yuzhu could only pick out some to copy, leaving the information on power and electricity generation for later, since it wouldn't be needed in China for the time being.

This consumed almost all of He Yuzhu's time after his experiments and studies. He slept very little. His supervisor advised him to take care of his health several times, but he continued to do as he pleased. It was only because he was fine that the supervisor forced him to rest.

In addition, it is possible that Wang Chunhe secretly told other international students who could be completely trusted that He Yuzhu had a photographic memory and asked them to keep it a secret. All the international students who received the news were almost overjoyed and cried tears of joy.

Then He Yuzhu began to receive all sorts of compiled data and information, which of course were not sent openly.

They all used the excuse of borrowing books to get He Yuzhu to tutor them, and even when they ate, they would bring a note saying that they had leftover bread to give him.

This naturally attracted attention. He Yuzhu's dormitory was searched countless times, but nothing was found. Later, management was strengthened, prohibiting people from visiting other dormitories and preventing people from different projects from communicating.

However, He Yuzhu secretly organized the collected information, which was already quite substantial and could save China from many detours.

In June 1957, He Yuzhu, who had been away from his homeland for more than three years, and all the physics graduates were summoned back to China.

He Yuzhu knew that this was the beginning of research on that in China.

When they left the research institute, everyone was searched, their luggage was searched, and even their teeth and backs were searched. It was a blatant humiliation, but He Yuzhu and the international students gritted their teeth and endured it.

That wasn't the end of it. The road back to China wasn't so simple. Ever since leaving the research institute, He Yuzhu had discovered that someone had been following them.

Once they arrived at the meeting point, it wasn't just following them, it was blatant surveillance. The embassy reassured the students, urging them to prioritize the greater good.

These people were practically escorted onto the train. Of course, the country sent people to protect them, but there were too few of them.

Once on the train, He Yuzhu strolled around and found that the same people were in almost every carriage.

So he found the person in charge of international student safety, a section chief surnamed Cao.

"Section Chief Cao, hello, my name is He Yuzhu."

"Hello, you don't need to introduce yourself. I know you, everyone around here knows you, and we are very familiar with your information."

"Alright, since you all know me, I won't waste any more words. What should we do with those people who followed us on the train?"

"They shouldn't do anything, right?"

"You think we have such a good relationship with them? You should know who they are, right?"

"I know, they must be KGB agents."

"You should be familiar with their usual methods of operation, right?"

“But you are international students, it’s different.”

"No, we are the international students who pose a threat to them, especially those who have achieved research results and published papers."

"how do you want to do it?"

He Yuzhu made a throat-slitting gesture.

Section Chief Cao shook his head. "No, no, that would cause a huge uproar and might even affect the entire relationship."

"What if they actually take action?"

"Then do as you say."

"Okay, now move all those international students I mentioned to my carriage."

"Okay." Although Section Chief Cao had never witnessed He Yuzhu's skills, he still trusted him unconditionally.

"The rest of the carriages are up to you."

"Don't worry, we'll protect them even if it costs us our lives."

"Please." He Yuzhu grabbed Section Chief Cao's hand and squeezed it tightly.

The international students changing carriages attracted the attention of those people, but that was all they did, because Section Chief Cao and his group didn't actually do anything.

Everything was peaceful from Moscow to the border, but as soon as they crossed the border, He Yuzhu discovered that these guys were getting restless.

He Yuzhu thought to himself, "So that's what they were waiting for. Are they trying to frame me or what?"

Before nightfall, He Yuzhu informed Wang Tong and the others that after the lights were turned off, they should close one side of the car door and block it with something.

He Yuzhu went to the other side of the car door beforehand, pretending to go to the toilet, but actually guarding the door.

Sure enough, after the lights were turned off, the carriage was dimly lit, and He Yuzhu saw three guys sneaking towards their carriage.

Those people were clearly taken aback when they saw He Yuzhu standing at the toilet door, and one of them unconsciously reached for his waist.

Just as his companion was about to stop him, He Yuzhu moved, sliding down his feet and slamming into the man who was about to pull out his weapon, sending him flying.

With a "crack" and a "plop," the man's bones broke, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while flying in mid-air.

His companion was both shocked and furious, and immediately drew the pistol from his waist.

He Yu wouldn't give them a chance to fire. With an elbow strike, another person fell to the ground. Then he lunged forward, grabbed the last person's arms, and with a powerful pull, the person's arms drooped down with two sharp cracks.

This last one was also ruthless. He ducked and charged at the man, but He Yuzhu grabbed his head and twisted it hard. "Crack!" The man immediately went limp.

Then He Yuzhu kicked the other two unconscious guys in the neck, sending them to meet their God.

He picked up the pistols from the ground and went back to his carriage.

There was a slight commotion inside the carriage because He Yuzhu's fight was quite loud, and someone on the other side had already started banging on the door.

Suddenly, I heard two muffled thuds, "bang, bang."

He Yuzhu shouted, "Everyone, lie down!"

As he shouted, He Yuzhu raised his guns with both hands and fired, emptying the magazines of both pistols.

Then he heard gunshots from other carriages. He Yuzhu quickly ran towards the broken carriage door to make sure the enemy was dead.

After checking and confirming they were all dead, He Yuzhu collected their guns and magazines and shouted, "Who can shoot?"

"I, I used to be from the Fourth Field Army."

"I, I'm from Sanye."

"I studied at the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University."

"Alright, no need for introductions. Come and get your guns. Keep an eye on the other side; I'm going to help our comrades."

"We'll go with you too," the group said in unison.

"No, your mission is to protect yourselves."

“I know you. You’re a student too. You can’t order us around,” said one of the students who had a gun.

“Shut up. If you had his skills, he definitely wouldn’t have stopped you.” One of the people next to him tugged at his sleeve.

The man immediately fell silent; he really didn't have that kind of skill.

He Yuzhu didn't waste any words with them, quickly changed the magazine in his gun and ran to the other side.

At that moment, the lights in the carriage came on again, probably because the train conductor had also heard the commotion and was sending someone to check. There were also railway police officers on board.

He Yuzhu was firing as he ran, making it easy for the enemy to be identified. The comrades who had taken down his opponents immediately followed behind him to provide cover.

He Yuzhu fought his way from one end of the train to the other, and only after he had eliminated all the confirmed enemies did he realize that several of Section Chief Cao's men were injured.

The train police were also injured. Since this was a domestic train, all the crew members were Chinese. They naturally wanted to help when they saw their own people fighting with the Russians.

He Yuzhu shouted at a flight attendant, "Do you have a first aid kit?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go get it right away." "Throw their bodies out of the car," He Yuzhu whispered to Section Chief Cao.

"This, isn't it good?"

"If someone goes missing, they just go missing. There must have been quite a few missing people over the years, right? It would be a big problem if they were seen at the station."

"it is good."

"What about the other people in the car?"

"You can handle this as you see fit. Detain them or hold them in custody, whatever you want. Just don't let them go back to Russia so soon. As for our side, forget about it. You know the procedures better than I do."

"Okay." Section Chief Cao then began assigning tasks to people.

When the first-aid kit arrived, He Yuzhu began to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound. He wanted to do some further treatment, but the conditions didn't allow it; the first-aid kit only contained simple items like gauze and alcohol.

They could only be taken to the hospital in Manzhouli. At Manzhouli Station, all passengers were prohibited from getting off the train. They were only allowed to secretly get off the train and leave the station after arrangements were made outside the station. They were all taken to a military camp.

A statement had to be taken, and He Yuzhu was no exception. Because of Section Chief Cao's presence, no one made things difficult for him. Otherwise, with a foreign student as bold as him, they would have investigated him thoroughly.

The international students were released quickly because they had to go to their next destination.

No one was allowed to go home; they were only allowed to write a letter home, which had to be checked before it could be sent. Then they changed trains and continued on their way to their destination.

When they got off the train, they realized they had arrived in the Northwest. They would have to transfer to a bus, and their final destination was in the vast desert.

Upon arriving at their final destination and settling into their accommodations, He Yuzhu was called out separately. Everyone assumed it was because of what happened on the train and wanted to speak up for him.

They were told that it was a misunderstanding and that there was something else going on.

When He Yuzhu returned, he was already wearing a military uniform. He thought he would just be a low-ranking officer, but there were two stars in the two stripes on his shoulders. That's right, when this guy was awarded his medal, he became a colonel. Many of his achievements could not be made public. On the surface, it was the achievement of purchasing steel mills and training steel rolling technicians, but in reality, it was the achievement of those materials. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to skip several ranks.

This military uniform made the students quite envious, especially those who had taken off their uniforms to engage in scientific research.

Next came the assignment of tasks, and He Yuzhu was initially assigned as a researcher.

However, after He Yuzhu secretly submitted several documents, his task became a document copyist. His superiors ordered him to copy all the documents he remembered and even gave him a small office.

There was too much data, and He Yuzhu couldn't take it out of his own space, so it still took quite a while.

After he submitted all the materials, when his superiors ordered him to participate in the experiment, problems arose. This guy really wasn't cut out for experiments, and after a few times, he was transferred to do something else.

Not long after, he was asked to sign a bunch of confidentiality agreements, and then told he could go home.

He Yuzhu was also a little confused. They could leave just like that?
They also explained to him that the information he brought back was very important, but what he learned could only be described as rote memorization, and it wouldn't work in experiments. They said that having him wouldn't make a difference, and not having him wouldn't make a difference either.

For most people, there would be no way to get them back; there has to be a result. But he's special. The things he brought back are things that others can't get back. He can choose not to hand them over, can he?

The problem is that once they've paid, it's inappropriate to keep them stuck here.

They weren't worried about safety at all; assassinating this kid would be like an old lady eating poison.

His situation was discussed in a meeting by the leadership in the desert, but they couldn't make a decision, so they reported it up again. After some discussion, the higher-ups felt that it was a waste of talent for him to stay in the desert, so they decided to let him go back to Beijing.

The reason we sent him to study physics was so that he could get the materials back, and we didn't even give him a chance to refuse. Now that he's brought them back, the mission is successfully completed, and we can't just keep him under house arrest there.

Moreover, he protected a group of scientists and brought them back. Others may not know this, but the people in the secret organization know it very well. No one else on that train could have done things so cleanly and efficiently except for him.

As for why he was going back to Beijing, the higher-ups didn't say; they told him to go back and wait for further instructions.

Returning to Beijing felt like stepping into another world for He Yuzhu. In the desert, where one could only see wind and sand year-round, there were no people to be found.

Standing at the gate of his own courtyard, He Yuzhu took a deep breath before going inside.

His military uniform made Yan Bugui, who was standing at the door, pause for a long time before he recognized him.

"You, you're Zhu Zi? Didn't you go to school? Why are you wearing a military uniform again?"

"Teacher Yan, do I need to explain this to you?"

"How can you talk like that? I'm your elder, after all."

"I only have my own elders, what kind of logic are you talking about?"

"You, you..." Yan Bugui was choked with words.

He Yuzhu ignored him and walked straight inside. After turning the corner of the screen wall, he saw Jia Zhangshi holding a little girl and a six or seven-year-old boy next to her. However, the boy was not chubby and looked about the same size as other children, with a pale and sickly appearance.

"He, He Yuzhu?" Jia Zhangshi's reaction was similar to Yan Bugui's.

He Yuzhu ignored her and walked straight to the front yard. On the way, he encountered Yang Ruihua and Liu Haizhong's wife, who all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

When we arrived at the Intermediate People's Court, we saw two boys running around wildly in the yard. These two boys had rosy complexions, but they were still thin.

While running, the two boys suddenly saw someone enter the courtyard. They didn't recognize him, so they asked, "Who are you? What are you doing in our courtyard?"

"Yuxin, Yuyao?"

How do you know us?

"Yuxin, Yuyao, who are you talking to?"

“Mother, we don’t know each other. He’s a soldier, but he knows our names.”

“Zhu, my son, you’re back.” Chen Lanxiang walked to the door and looked into the yard, tears streaming down her face.

"Mother, your son is back."

"Waaaaah, how could you bear to stay away from home for so long?" Chen Lanxiang ran over and hugged He Yuzhu, then started hitting him while crying.

"Mother, is this our eldest brother?" a boy asked.

"Yeah, yeah, you two brats, why aren't you calling me 'brother' yet?"

"Hello, Big Brother!" the two boys said in unison.

"Hey, which one of you is Yuxin, and which one is Yuyao?"

"I am Yuxin."

"I am Yuyao."

He Yuzhu looked at it for a long time but still couldn't tell them apart. Chen Lanxiang wiped away her tears and said, "You'll be able to tell them apart once you get to know each other."

"You two boys go to the backyard and invite your mother over. Tell her that her eldest grandson is back, and to be slow, understand?"

"Got it, mother."

“I’ll go instead; those two kids are too impulsive,” He Yuzhu said.

"Okay, your wife talks about you every day, don't make her too excited." Chen Lanxiang took He Yuzhu's luggage. He Yuzhu only had a quilt, a washbasin, and a toothbrush cup when he came back from the desert.

Before, when he was in Russia, he would occasionally send things and letters home. But after entering the research institute, he could no longer write letters. People would only come periodically to let him know that He Yuzhu was doing well. How could his family feel at ease?

When He Yuzhu ran to the desert, no one came to report that he was safe. They only said that he had gone to carry out a mission. They didn't know where he went, when he would return, or whether he was still alive.

When they arrived at the backyard, Xu Damao's door was locked. He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment at the old lady's door before knocking.

"Who is it? Just come in, why are you knocking?" The old lady thought it was the two boys playing pranks again.

"Madam, I'm back."

There was a loud thud inside the room, clearly the sound of the cane hitting the ground.

Fearing that the old lady might fall again, He Yuzhu pushed the door open and entered.

Upon entering, I saw that the old lady had already gotten out of bed, but she was sitting on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Madam, are you alright?"

"Zhu Zi, it really is my Zhu Zi back! Madam, am I dreaming?"

"No, I wasn't dreaming. It's me, Madam, your eldest grandson is back."

He Yuzhu picked up the old lady and was about to put her on the kang (a heated brick bed), but the old lady hugged her tightly and began to sob silently.

He Yuzhu gently patted the old lady's back.

"Madam, please calm down, please calm down."

It took the old lady a long time to recover, and then she was met with a barrage of criticism.

"You promised to go on a business trip and come back soon, but who would have thought you'd be gone for years? At first, you wrote to us, so we weren't worried. But then the letters stopped, and thankfully, someone would come to let us know you were safe. Eventually, even that stopped. All we heard was that you were on a mission, and we didn't even know where you were. Do you know how worried we were? Waaah!"

"Madam, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Where did you go?

"I can't say."

"Are we leaving or not?"

"I've been transferred back, and I don't know what my future plans will be."

"Waaah! It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. You don't know how much the whole family has been waiting for you to come back."

"I know."

"What do you know? You know that Yushui is already in junior high school, and Xiaoman is already 20. If you don't come back soon, they'll all be waiting for you to become old maids."

"I"

"What do you mean, 'you'? Do you know that matchmakers have been lining up at Wang's house? Aren't you afraid your little wife will run off with someone else? How could you bear to do that?"

"Let me help you to the Intermediate People's Court. My mother is waiting for you." He Yuzhu could only change the subject.

"You child, don't you have that in mind?"

"It's been so long since we last met, let's talk about it when we do."

"Let me tell you, if you make Xiaoman sad, I won't forgive you." The old lady raised her cane.

"Okay, okay, you have to let me meet the person and ask them clearly, right? It's free love now," He Yuzhu said.

"Humph."

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　　The story of the Russian bear is basically over, and it's unlikely the main character will go there again. He'll probably switch to another direction, since the most difficult period is coming.

　　As for things like aerospace and deep-sea exploration, they definitely can't get their hands on them; those places are inaccessible, and the protagonist isn't immortal.

　　The time span is a bit long, but we've tried to shorten it as much as possible. Depending on the actual situation, they definitely won't be able to come back unless they stay for five, six, seven, or eight years.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)