Chapter 52: He Yuzhu is a Warm-Hearted Person

"Teacher Ran, don't worry, let's think of a way together." After thinking for a moment, He Yuzhu spoke to comfort her, while inwardly cursing Bang Geng.

Does he think he's lived too long? Why does he have to get involved in everything?!

You can't praise him; he was just doing well, and now he's run off with someone!

And running all over the country, he's really got some nerve.

"Thank you. By the way, Deputy Director He, I actually have something else I'd like to trouble you with." Teacher Ran thanked him, then stood up and looked at He Yuzhu as she spoke.

He Yuzhu glanced at the First Elder and the others, then led Teacher Ran out the door and to his room.

"Teacher Ran, my home conditions are poor, please don't mind." He Yuzhu poured water to make tea again and took out a plate of peanut candies.

"I don't mind, I don't mind. Please don't call me Teacher Ran anymore; I'm not a teacher anymore, I'm just someone cleaning at the school now." Teacher Ran twisted her hands, her tone somewhat dejected.

"What's wrong? Drink some water."

"Because of my family's... ah, reasons. But it's fine, I'm still working at the school anyway. Work only differs in division of labor; there's no high or low, noble or base." Teacher Ran raised her head, holding the water cup, and explained with a forced smile.

"Hi, I thought it was something serious. You, don't worry, sooner or later you'll be a teacher again." He Yuzhu sat down and said with a smile to comfort her.

Teacher Ran's eyes lit up upon hearing this, her face full of hope; after all, He Yuzhu was considered a leader, could he have some news?

"Really, Deputy Director He?"

"Really. Don't worry, just work hard. How should I put it? Think about it, how many illiterate people and how many children are there in our country? In the future, teachers will only become more and more scarce. Don't worry, the sun will always rise, you just need to do your part." He Yuzhu rubbed his chin and said.

This wasn't him bluffing; people were having eight or ten children at a time now, so teachers would only become more scarce. For a long time to come, being a teacher would be a rare profession.

"Thank you, thank you Deputy Director He. It would be a lie to say I wasn't upset, but after what you said today, I feel much better."

"Then you don't need to call me Deputy Director He either. Call me He Yuzhu, Zhuzi. Don't be so polite with me; I feel uncomfortable hearing it."

"Alright, then I'll call you Brother Zhuzi. And you don't call me Teacher Ran either; call me Xiao Ran, Xiao Qiu, or Qiuyue, any of those are fine."

"Haha, that's more like it. By the way, you said you had something to ask me, what is it?"

"Ah, right, look at my brain. Actually, it's like this: a relative of mine is getting married. You know, it's not convenient to hold a big event right now, so I wanted to ask for your help—could you ask your apprentice to go over and cook a banquet? I don't know if that's possible?" Ran Qiuyue patted her head.

"Easy, which day is it?" He Yuzhu naturally had no reason to refuse; after all, it was good for his apprentice to earn some extra money.

"Next Saturday, do you think your apprentice will have time?"

Just as He Yuzhu was about to speak, he suddenly heard a noisy sound outside. He quickly stood up, opened the door, and walked out, with Teacher Ran following behind.

He saw Xu Damao looking anxious and flustered, tears almost falling. Seeing He Yuzhu was like seeing a savior; he grabbed He Yuzhu's hand, trembling and unable to speak.

He Yuzhu thought for a second and immediately understood, asking: "Is Qin Jingru going into labor?!"

Xu Damao nodded quickly, still looking anxious.

"Then why are you still grabbing my hand? Go call a vehicle!" He Yuzhu shook off Xu Damao, ran two steps toward the Back Yard, then turned back, circled around a few times, ran into the room, grabbed a clean bedsheet, and ran toward the Back Yard again.

Teacher Ran was stunned in place for a moment, looked left and right, and could only follow He Yuzhu as he ran toward the Back Yard.

Xu Damao ran outside as if waking from a dream, looking for a vehicle.

But the more anxious he was, the more things went wrong. He circled around everywhere and didn't see a single vehicle, which made Xu Damao break out in a cold sweat.

He Yuzhu arrived at the Back Yard, pushed open the door, and saw Qin Jingru twisting on the bed, holding her stomach in pain, letting out screams from time to time, her forehead covered in sweat. He immediately ran over.

"Jingru, Jingru, are you okay?"

Qin Jingru looked up, her eyes instantly filling with tears. She pinched He Yuzhu's arm hard before letting go.

He Yuzhu endured the pain, picked up a rag to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and then rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a hat for her.

After finally finding it, He Yuzhu put it on Qin Jingru, then waited anxiously by her side for Xu Damao to return.

"Ah! It hurts!" Qin Jingru let out another miserable cry, which made He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuyue's hearts ache.

Teacher Ran thought to herself: Giving birth is too terrifying. No, I can't have children; this is too scary and painful...

Just then, Xu Damao ran back crying: "Zhuzi, there's no vehicle, there's no vehicle."

"Damn it! Go hitch the cart, lay down two layers of quilts, I'll pull it!" He Yuzhu cursed under his breath. With labor so close, why stay at home instead of going to the Hospital?

"Ah, okay, okay, I'm going now." Xu Damao ran out, terrified and leaking yellow fluid. Soon, he dragged a long cart over and laid out the quilts.

He Yuzhu carried the wailing Qin Jingru onto the cart. Without caring about anything else, he put on the donkey harness himself and started running wildly.

Xu Damao quickly grabbed the money and followed, running while panting and comforting Qin Huairu.

Teacher Ran stood where she was, closed both their rooms, and locked the doors before reflecting on He Yuzhu's performance just now.

"How come I never noticed this He Yuzhu was so warm-hearted before..."

Thinking this, Teacher Ran smiled, spun around in place, and then slowly walked away...

Running wildly all the way to the Hospital, Xu Damao was so tired he couldn't stand straight, unable to speak, panting heavily, looking at He Yuzhu with a pleading expression.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, then picked up Qin Jingru and ran into the Hospital, shouting as he ran: "Doctor, doctor, she's giving birth, come quickly!"

Soon, doctors and nurses pushed a cart to the door and took Qin Jingru inside. Only then did He Yuzhu, dragging his legs, walk out of the Hospital gate.

Just as he lit a cigarette, Xu Damao shuffled over with a grateful expression.

"Zhuzi, He Yuzhu, thank you. Thank you for today. It's all thanks to you, otherwise... I'm sorry, I've let you down, Zhuzi. I always made things difficult for you in the past. I'm not a human being, please forgive me." Xu Damao was crying and laughing with excitement, and as he spoke, he moved to slap his own face.

He Yuzhu quickly stopped him and said solemnly: "If we're brothers, then... ah, no, brothers are in the heart! No need for this, Xu Damao. We grew up together in the same pants! What kind of relationship is this? Your wife is my wife, your child is my child. No need to be so polite, it makes us distant!"

Xu Damao felt like something wasn't quite right, but he couldn't put his finger on it, so he gratefully wiped his tears, nodded hard, and agreed, thinking to himself: He Yuzhu, what a good man!

"Damao, you go in first. I came out in such a rush I didn't bring money. You go pay the fees first, I'll rest and smoke a cigarette before I go in."

"Hey, I definitely can't let you pay. I'm going now."

"It's the same whoever pays, go quickly."

Watching the excited Xu Damao, He Yuzhu pulled out a cigarette. Just as he lit it and took a puff, he saw Yang Weimin running over from outside, anxiously carrying the constantly screaming Yu Haitang, before being pulled inside by a doctor.

The cigarette he had taken a puff of fell to the ground. He Yuzhu quickly picked it up, looked around to see if anyone was watching, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, wipe off the cigarette filter, and put it back in his mouth.

"No way? Such a coincidence?"

Far away in Xianggang, Lou Xiao'e was also gritting her teeth, clutching her stomach in pain and screaming.