Siheyuan: He Yuzhu Stands Tall on the Sky and on the Ground

No. 95, Tongluogu Lane, Sijiucheng. A wisp of smoke rose, and the tangy aroma of meat lingered in the entire yard. "Is it that boy He Yuzhu again?" The third uncle, who was wearing glasses and reading a newspaper, pursed his lips. "It's strange! Since He Daqing left, that boy's life has been getting better and better day by day. He has been eating meat for the past three days." The third aunt, holding the insole in her hand and still threading her needle, agreed. The story also begins here...