The Courtyard House: The story begins with He Yuzhu beating up the White Widow.

As questions arose in He Yuzhu's mind, he suddenly felt that the world seemed to have some meaning. Back home, He Yuzhu put He Yushui on the bed, then threw a few coal briquettes into the stove. Once the stove was lit, He Yuzhu looked at He Yushui and asked, "Are you going to sleep by yourself or with me in a little while?!"

Without hesitation, He Yushui replied, "I'll sleep with you!"

"Okay!" He Yuzhu replied, "You sit at home for a while, I'll go outside and bring in the things that are drying." With that, He Yuzhu went out the door.

He Yuzhu quickly brought the things that had been drying outside into the house, placed them on the back of a chair, then went to the stove, touched the kettle, and felt the temperature was about right. He Yuzhu poured water and let He Yushui wash up first. After busying themselves for more than half an hour, the brother and sister lay down on the bed. Not long after, He Yushui fell asleep. Only then did He Yuzhu close his eyes and use his divine sense to organize the things in his spatial storage.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, He Yuzhu woke up. To be precise, He Yuzhu didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by He Yushui pressing down on him. He Yuzhu gently moved He Yushui's arm off his chest and quietly got out of bed. After getting dressed, He Yuzhu opened the stove door, lit the fire, and took his toiletries out of the house.

Xu Damao, who was brushing his teeth by the sink, saw He Yuzhu and quickly spat out the foam in his mouth, saying, "Silly Zhu, have you found your dad yet?!"

He Yuzhu retorted, "Silly Mao, why didn't I see you yesterday?!"

Xu Damao's expression changed, and he questioned, "Who are you calling 'Silly Mao'?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "It's normal for you to call me Sha Zhu and for me to call you Sha Mao." Then He Yuzhu glanced at Yi Zhonghai's house and continued, "Some people say that just because we live in the same courtyard, we're family. Although we can't agree on surnames, we can agree on generational names. We're all from the 'Sha' generation."

Just then, someone said, "Sha Mao is actually a pretty nice name."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao immediately became agitated! His eyes darted around as he demanded, "Who?! Who's talking nonsense?!"

He Yuzhu chuckled and chimed in, "Silly Mao, the eyes of the masses are discerning. Just accept your fate!" Then, changing the subject, he continued, "But don't worry! As long as you don't call others by their nicknames, no one in the compound will call you 'Silly Mao.'"

"Fine! He Yuzhu! You just wait!" With that, Xu Damao didn't even bother washing his face, grabbed his toiletries and ran off.

He Yuzhu watched Xu Damao's retreating figure and muttered, "You little punk?! I can't handle you?!"

The neighbors looked at each other, and finally all had the same thought: "Sha Zhu isn't stupid anymore! He's not easy to deal with!"

He Yuzhu had no idea what the people around him were thinking, and even if he did, he would just laugh it off and not take it seriously. He'd deal with whatever came his way. If the people in the courtyard wouldn't let him have an easy time, then nobody would have an easy time either.

After washing up, He Yuzhu returned home, took out a 20-pound bucket of cooking oil from his spatial storage, filled the oil jugs, and then took out some semi-finished roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and roudan hamburgers, and started cooking. When He Yuzhu plated the heated roujiamo and roudan hamburgers and put them on the table, He Yushui woke up.

Hearing the noise, He Yuzhu urged, "Breakfast is ready! Hurry up and wash up!"

"Okay!" He Yushui responded obediently, quickly dressed, and got out of bed. He Yuzhu handed He Yushui the prepared toiletries, then took out instant milk and oatmeal, made two bowls, and placed them on the table. Not long after, He Yushui rushed in from outside, put the toiletries down, walked to the table, and seeing what was there, her face immediately lit up with a bright smile. She asked, "Brother, when did you prepare so much delicious food?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "Don't ask when it was prepared. Eat up! It won't taste right when it gets cold!"

"Hey!" He Yushui eagerly grabbed a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and started eating. Soon, most of the roujiamo was gone. He Yushui took a sip of milk and cereal and asked, "Brother, what are we doing today?!"

He Yuzhu said, "Wait a moment, I'll take you to the military control commission to complete the house transfer procedures. Then we'll go find someone to inquire about our uncle's whereabouts."

He Yushui tilted her head thoughtfully and asked, "Brother, do you think Uncle will like us?!"

He Yuzhu replied with a smile, "Our Yushui is so cute. How could Uncle not like her?! Don't think too much about it, just eat!"

"Hey!" He Yushui responded, adding, "Brother, you should eat too!"

"Okay!" He Yuzhu replied with a smile, then instructed, "Yushui, if people ask us what we're eating, just tell them we're eating cornbread, cornmeal porridge, or a mixture of corn and water."

He Yushui looked at He Yuzhu with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot and said, "Brother, don't worry! I know what to say."

"Fine! I was just being nosy!" With that, He Yuzhu picked up the bowl, took a nice sip of milk and cereal, and then picked up the meat and egg burger to eat.

Meanwhile, Xu Damao sat at the table eating breakfast, looking sullen. Xu Wude noticed something was wrong with his son and asked, "Damao, what's wrong?!"

"Dad!" Xu Damao, as if he had found someone to confide in, recounted what had just happened. Zheng Xiaoying glared at Xu Damao and said, "Damao, it's not that Mom's criticizing you. Why did you go and provoke him for no reason?!"

Xu Wude nodded in agreement, echoing, "Da Mao, I know you and He Yuzhu don't get along. But sometimes you have to know when to stop. When you came back yesterday, I told you not to call He Yuzhu 'Silly Zhu' anymore, but you wouldn't listen. Now you've been mocked by him, are you feeling better?!"

Xu Damao said, "Dad, I don't know why, but I can't help myself when I see He Yuzhu."

"You have to resist! If you really can't stand it, just avoid him from now on!" After saying that, Xu Wude took a sip of porridge, picked up a piece of pickled vegetable and put it in his mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, he continued, "If you could put the same energy you use to flirt with He Yuzhu into your studies, your grades wouldn't be so terrible."

Xu Damao muttered, "Even if I'm a terrible student, I'm still better than Sha Zhu!"

"You..." Xu Wude really wanted to beat Xu Damao, but seeing that his wife had already stood up for him, Xu Wude sighed helplessly and said, "Let's eat!"

"Okay!" Xu Damao obediently replied, stole a glance at Xu Wude, and without saying another word, drank the porridge in his bowl in one gulp. Then he grabbed a steamed bun made from two kinds of dough, picked up his schoolbag, and shouted, "Mom and Dad! I'm going to school."

"Slow down! Be careful on the road!" Before Zheng Xiaoying could finish her warning, Xu Damao's figure had already disappeared from the backyard.