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

He Yuzhu said, "Dad, find a chance to talk to Li Huaide about this later. It's such a waste to leave that land barren. Your factory has tractors and stuff, anyway. Why not clear the land and plant something? No matter how much you produce, at least your factory can have enough vegetables. If all else fails, you can plant potatoes, sweet potatoes, or pumpkins. As for how to do it, I think Li Huaide knows what to do."

He Daqing thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, I'll find a chance to talk to Li Huaide about this tomorrow." Then, as if he had thought of something, He Daqing said, "Zhuzi, the factory is expanding, and they gave me two permanent positions. You and Xiaoran both have jobs. Yushui's grades should be good enough for him to get into a vocational school. I'm thinking of saving one position for Yukun. As for the remaining position, what do you think? Should I sell it, or keep it as a favor?"

He Yuzhu asked, "Dad, who do you want to sell it to?!"

He Daqing said, "I haven't decided yet. I'll sell it to someone who's meant to be!"

He Yuzhu said, "Dad, go ask any of your sworn brothers if they want a job. If they don't, then go ask your fellow apprentices. Jobs aren't that scarce right now. But in a few years, they'll be priceless."

"What are you two talking about?!" Just then, Liang Wanping walked in from outside. He Daqing said, "We're talking about our workstations."

Liang Wanping said, "I heard this factory expansion is the last one. I wonder if it's true or not?!"

He Yuzhu said, "There's no way this could be baseless; it's probably true!"

Over the years, He Yuzhu provided technical support to higher authorities several times, including steel smelting. However, for some reason, the steel mills in Beijing were still using outdated technology. Now that the rural areas were starting to adopt a system of communal dining, he figured the Great Leap Forward wouldn't be too far off. Thinking about the natural disasters expected in the coming years, He Yuzhu, despite having a spatial ability, still felt somewhat uneasy.

He Daqing rolled up his sleeves and said, "Zhuzi, I'll cook the rest of the dishes."

"Okay!" He Yuzhu replied, taking off his apron and putting it on He Daqing.

The next morning, as soon as He Yuzhu arrived at the station, Yao Qi, who was about to leave work, called out to him, "Zhuzi!"

He Yuzhu parked his bicycle and walked up to Yao Qi, asking, "Director Yao, what's the matter?!"

Yao Qi said, "Director Song wants you to come to the bureau this morning. He needs to talk to you about something."

"Looking for me?!" He Yuzhu was taken aback and asked, "Chief Yao, do you know why Director Song wanted to see me?!"

Yao Qi replied, "I don't know about that. If you want to know, just go there and you'll find out!"

He Yuzhu thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay! I'll let Director Song know and then I'll go."

Yao Qi said, "You don't need to greet Song Zhaohong. Lao Ye and I already spoke to him yesterday."

He Yuzhu stared at Yao Qi for a few seconds, sensing something was amiss. But he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "I'll go over now!" With that, he turned and went to the parking shed to get his bicycle and left. Ye Guoliang, who had just entered, saw He Yuzhu walk away and went into the station, asking, "He went to the branch office?!"

"Yes!" Yao Qi responded, adding, "Judging from your expression, it seems you don't want him to leave?!"

Ye Guoliang said, "Who said I don't want him to leave?! I wish he would leave. With this clown around, I'll lose at least ten years of my life!" After saying that, Ye Guoliang walked past Yao Qi.

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"That old Ye?!" Yao Qi muttered to herself as she watched Ye Guoliang's retreating figure, then pushed her bicycle out of the parking shed and left the police station.

Half an hour later, He Yuzhu appeared at the branch office entrance on his bicycle. He Yuzhu took out his ID to show the gatekeeper, then registered at the gate before pushing his bicycle through the branch office gate. After parking his bicycle, He Yuzhu walked familiarly to Song Fuyong's office door and knocked.

Hearing the knock, Song Fuyong called out, "Come in!"

He Yuzhu pushed open the office door and walked in, calling out, "Director Song!"

"Zhu Zi's here?! Come, have a seat!" Song Fuyong gestured for He Yuzhu to sit down and then asked, "How's your work at the police station going?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "It's great!"

Song Fuyong said, "You're considered one of the senior staff members in the station. You've performed well over the years. The branch office has decided to transfer you to the logistics department to specifically handle procurement matters."

He Yuzhu said, "Director Song, I know my own limitations. I'm only suited to work in the police station. Please be lenient and don't transfer me to the branch office."

Song Fuyong said, "Zhuzi, they say water flows downhill and people strive for higher positions. Everyone is eager for a promotion. Why aren't you willing to get one?!"

He Yuzhu said, "Director Song, it's not that I don't like promotions. Promotions mean heavier responsibilities. I know my own limitations. I'm afraid my weak arms and legs can't handle this burden. To put it bluntly, I don't even want to be the head of the logistics section in the institute right now."

Upon hearing this, Song Fuyong was immediately enraged and said, "He Yuzhu, you're utterly hopeless!"

He Yuzhu said, "Director Song, you're wrong! Mud should have the awareness of being mud. The purpose of mud is to provide nutrients for plants. It's perfectly fine lying on the ground, why would you want to climb a wall?!"

Song Fuyong understood the underlying meaning in He Yuzhu's words and said, "There's no one else here. Tell me what's on your mind!"

He Yuzhu grinned and said, "Director Song, what I just said was exactly what I felt. Some people are born wanting to be officials. Some people are indifferent to fame and fortune from a young age. Letting me stay in the police station is the best reward for me."

"You! I really don't know what to say to you!" Song Fuyong pointed at He Yuzhu a few times and said, "Since you don't want to come to the branch office, then forget it. You can go back now!"

"Yes!" He Yuzhu immediately stood up and responded, then asked in a low voice, "Director Song, are you really letting me go?!"

Song Fuyong, his face stern, demanded, "Do you expect me to treat you to dinner?!"

He Yuzhu nodded emphatically and said, "Having dinner is a good idea!"

Song Fuyong roared at He Yuzhu, "Get out of here!"

"Oh!" He Yuzhu nimbly ran to the office door, opened it, and dashed out. Song Fuyong watched the office door close, gave a heavy snort, and muttered, "This kid really is different from the others?!"

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" After leaving Song Fuyong's office, He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, walked to Zhang Qiang's office door, and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock, Zhang Qiang called out, "Come in!"