Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

Following Lou Bancheng's case, the same group of wealthy businessmen who had offended him before came knocking on his door. He Ping'an welcomed them all; these people were part of his plan all along. He couldn't just stop making money from them because they had offended him!

People can be good or bad, but money is neither good nor evil!

At this point, the penicillin business gradually got on track, and He Ping'an began to intentionally relinquish control until he completely handed over the reins.

A position that controls a significant portion of the military's lifeline and allows for the command of the national underground party at any time. He Ping'an believes in the Party and the bigwigs, but it's a hot potato.

He only benefited from being in charge and didn't use organizational resources, so the Northwest region couldn't say much. Otherwise, let alone a junior who joined the Party 40 years later, even Luo Chengjun wouldn't have been able to get involved.

Sure enough, He Ping'an met his new contact that day—someone he'd seen in his history textbooks from his previous life! The bigwig was very amiable and polite to him. Whether it was out of a sense of duty or a willingness to make a contribution, he didn't know…

The result wasn't bad; He Ping'an received high praise from the Northwest. If conditions allowed, they would have even wanted to send him to the Northwest to give the big shots a lesson.

Finally, He Ping'an was promoted to control all Communist armed forces in Beiping. He was responsible for rescue operations and eliminating traitors, and his job was to fight against the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics and the military police.

Initially, the Northwest Command disagreed, with the leaders unanimously believing that He Ping'an's abilities lay not in fighting the enemy. However, He Ping'an persisted, and headquarters reluctantly agreed, considering his past achievements.

Therefore, He Ping'an gained another impression in the boss's mind as someone who was fearless in the face of sacrifice and loyal to the revolution. It was an unexpected bonus!

Without the distraction of penicillin, He Ping'an had a lot more free time. Besides flirting with the two pretty girls, he could only find amusement in the company of various animals.

In the courtyard at dusk, He Ping'an smiled at the birds as usual. However, the matter from last time had not completely passed, and the birds still looked at him with fear and distance.

Xu Damao, on the other hand, had helped call Hei Pi last time and boasted of having a good relationship with He Ping'an. They would exchange a few words with a smirk when they met.

At the courtyard gate, Xu Damao, who was playing with others, saw He Ping'an and started shouting, "My Uncle He is back! Quickly tell Jia Zhangshi to start her performance!"

"Get lost!" He Ping'an was already used to this, laughing and scolding as he chased the person away. However, his previously empty hand now held a gleaming yellow ring.

In the intermediate court, Jia Zhangshi slumped down at her doorstep, already beginning to process her emotions. Upon seeing He Ping'an, she immediately burst into tears:

"Old Jia, I'm useless. I couldn't even protect the things you left me..."

He Ping'an lingered briefly as was his habit, watching the mourning for a while. Then he slowly stepped forward and, about ten feet away from Jia Zhangshi, shook the ring on his hand.

"Jia Zhangshi, look what this is! This time it's real, look, it even shines with golden light when the sun shines on it!!" Seeing Jia Zhangshi's eyes getting brighter and brighter, He Ping'an waved his hand, and the ring flew off his hand and onto the roof of the Jia family's house.

"Let's fly!"

"Ah... my ring, my gold ring!"

This time, Jia Zhangshi stopped calling him "Old Jia" and started yelling about the ring. Her short, stout figure bounced around, a sight too gruesome to behold!

He Ping'an even went so far as to use his literary talent as a Yenching University student to create a proverb for it...

Jia Zhangshi's diving platform appearance was incredibly ugly!

This was also an amusing discovery that He Ping'an made unintentionally, ever since he gave Jia Zhangshi's gold ring to Hei Pi last time.

As soon as he returns, Jia Zhangshi will surely collapse at her doorstep, wailing and crying for Old Jia with snot and tears streaming down her face, hoping to gain his sympathy and get the gold ring back.

Once, he had a sudden inspiration and had a copper ring made. In front of Jia Zhangshi, he threw it onto her roof, and the result... was obvious.

To this day, Jia Zhangshi owns more than 10 specially made copper rings.

I witnessed the harmony and joy among neighbors!

It's just that Jia Zhangshi is becoming increasingly difficult to fool; He Ping'an wouldn't even dare to show her the ring without a layer of gold paint on it. What a disgrace he'd be if Jia Zhangshi saw through his act, all in front of so many beasts!

"Mother...Mother..., stop jumping! You've picked it up so many times, and which one was real?"

Jia Dongxu, who had gone out to do odd jobs, rushed into the courtyard to stop his mother from continuing her antics. Turning around, he looked at He Ping'an and said with grief and indignation:

"Uncle He, what happened last time was wrong on my Jia family's part, and I apologize on behalf of my mother. But my family also lost my father's belongings and has already been punished. Please be magnanimous and let my mother off the hook. Don't keep tormenting her like this!"

I kowtow to you...

"Thump!"

Jia Dongxu just knelt straight on the ground! The ground was frozen solid in December, and Jia Dongxu's kneeling made a thumping sound.

"Dongxu... get up quickly, what are you doing? Mother just..." Madam Jia started crying for Jia Dongxu again.

"Tsk tsk! What a show of maternal love and filial piety!" He Ping'an scoffed, watching the spectacle unfold. He then kicked Jia Dongxu, who was still kowtowing, to the ground.

"Filial piety, courage, and a willingness to go all out. Excellent, you're very good!"

Before Jia Dongxu could react, he turned his gaze to Jia Zhangshi:

"You're lucky! Keep your luck while you can, and don't let someone else take it away!"

After saying that, He Ping'an ignored the Jia family mother and son, whose expressions had suddenly changed, and turned to go home. Before entering the house, he glanced at the east wing and smiled meaningfully.

He Daqing was preparing dinner when he heard the noise and asked without turning around, "Are you calmed down?"

"You also believe that I deliberately made fun of Jia Zhangshi because of what happened last time?"

He Daqing paused, his hand still holding the spatula. "Isn't that right?"

He Ping'an lit incense and bowed three times to the portrait. He then turned and explained earnestly:

"No! I settle things on the same day. If I have a grudge, I usually settle it on the spot, I wouldn't wait until now. I've just been a bit bored lately, just passing the time!"

"Heh..." He Daqing shook his head and chuckled, continuing to cook. He naturally trusted his own brother, but unfortunately, the people in the courtyard didn't... otherwise, there wouldn't have been all this performance lately!

The Jia family...

The Jia family mother and son, once the door was closed, changed their expressions; there was no trace of the sorrow they had shown outside.

Jia Dongxu helped Jia Zhangshi sit down and asked nervously:

"Mother, judging from He Ping'an's words, it seems he's discovered our intentions. What should we do now?"

"It's not just a suspicion; with He Ping'an's scheming nature, it's one thing to act once or twice, but this has happened so many times already. We knew it long ago!"

Madam Jia, however, remained calm and unhurried, pouring herself a glass of water. She glanced through the window at the Yi family's doorway and spat.

"Yi Zhonghai thinks he can compete with He Ping'an? What a joke! That blockhead, even when he's asleep, his brain works faster than his!"

Glancing at the flustered Jia Dongxu, and recalling He Ping'an's words earlier, Jia Zhangshi's patience grew even stronger:

"Don't worry, He Ping'an won't hold it against you. In fact, he never intended to. You're just being overly anxious because Yi Zhonghai misled you! Don't you think that if He Ping'an really wanted to hold a grudge, would he just settle for a gold ring?"