Daily life in the courtyard

"You're good young man, who is your master?"

Liu Dazhuang felt that Wei Ping'an might be able to reach the third level standard at this time.

"I don't have a master, I'm self-taught."

"Oh?"

Liu Dazhuang wanted to ask again, but Xu Hongbing suddenly pulled Liu Dazhuang aside and muttered a few words.

Then, Liu Dazhuang looked at Wei Ping'an and it was a bit complicated.

Sun Dahai had already retired at this time.

Wei Ping'an's success in becoming a full-time employee has nothing to do with Sun Dahai.

Sun Dahai sadly lost the reward of becoming a full-time apprentice and failed to add a glorious touch to his resume before his retirement.

He was too selfish and too concerned about gains and losses, which led to him not accepting Wei Ping'an as his disciple.

Instead, it was just perfunctory.

Even if he insists on claiming the credit, the workshop director and the workers in Workshop [-] are not fools.

If Sun Dahai really dares to tamper with him, he is definitely throwing dirty water on himself.

"If I work harder in the second half of the year, my salary will be forty."

Liu Dazhuang cherishes talents. Before leaving, he stopped and patted Wei Ping'an on the shoulder.

Back to the courtyard.

Many people look at Wei Pingan differently.

Level [-] Fitter.

The income has been very considerable.

Moreover, he lives alone. He has enough food for himself and the whole family is not hungry, and the pressure in life is almost non-existent.

You must know that the third uncle Yan Bugui's family at this stage has an average monthly living cost of just over 5 yuan per person. They still eat whole grains every meal. If you want to have some meat in your mouth, that is based on a quarterly cycle.

As for Wei Ping'an, his monthly living expenses are more than seven times that of the Yan family.

It feels like it has crossed over to another level.

However, there is really a lot of strangeness and hatred accumulated before.

There were so many that my face couldn't help but get hot when I wanted to take the initiative to say hello to Wei Ping'an.

He could only watch Wei Pingan slowly enter the hanging flower door, pass through the hall, and return to his east wing room.

The reason why it is so straight...

Well, Wei Ping'an was carrying a fat-headed fish that was longer than half an arm in his left hand, and in his right hand was a large pile of stuff wrapped in butter paper in a net bag.

The paper was soaked with grease, and it looked like meat.

At least ten pounds.

Definitely going home to celebrate after successfully advancing.

It's a pity that he closed the door and ate delicious food alone. It seemed that he didn't intend to invite others to join in the banquet.

Thinking of Wei Ping'an's house, many people couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts.

In the entire courtyard, He Yuzhu and Wei Pingan have the most generous accommodation conditions.

Originally there was only He Yuzhu, but now Wei Pingan has surpassed him.

Just because of He Yuzhu's impulse.

Wei Ping'an's suffering was worth it.

Ever since his wife was kidnapped and beaten by the Jia family, Wei Ping'an seemed to have had an enlightenment.

The Jia family and Shazhu family, who were hostile to him, were both unlucky accordingly.

He Yuzhu still brought it upon himself.

And Jia Dongxu of the Jia family has been the laughing stock in the alley recently.

none of them.

It's like sending bad luck to the ancestral home - bad luck has arrived home.

My ribs and wishbones hadn't healed yet, so I was helped out of bed. A few days after the New Year, I tripped over the last pile of snow and broke my ankle.

I heard that the leaders of the factory sent people to see him. I guess if this continues, they will have to consider reassigning him.

Not long after, the rich aroma of food came from the corner where Wei Ping'an lived.

To describe it more strictly, it is not the smell of food, but the smell of meat.

The braised fat-headed fish is sweet and the braised pork ribs are fragrant.

Wei Ping'an became a second-level fitter, and saw his salary surpass three Big Black Tens, move towards four, and is about to reach...

Among the greedy people who are greedy and unable to get any advantage, there are those with extremely poor moral character, and they began to organize the young man Wei Ping'an.

In the eyes of many mediocre people, every good thing must have its shortcomings.

I guess it was deduced out of thin air using the argument that the contradictions of materialism are a whole.

then……

Even though Wei Ping'an, a man of three generations, did not publish literature to earn royalties or make inventions to improve life, he did not receive awards from the Ministry of Metallurgy...

But he is still hated by others, and has embarked on the path of being 'slandered', 'slandered' and disgraced by others.

Same way.

Selfish, unwilling to help others, greedy for pleasure, not knowing how to live, peeking at other people's daughters-in-law, bullying widows' children...

In the previous case, Wei Ping'an let it go. Although there was no evidence, but from another perspective, it was barely relevant.

He didn't take care of his neighbors, and aside from the fact that his neighbors never took care of him and added insult to injury, it barely made sense.

It has some basis for fabrication.

Not being helpful is the same as being selfish.

Covetous for pleasure and do not know how to live...

Hmm, no problem.

Having plenty of food and fish every day seems to outsiders like you just don’t know how to live.

But Wei Ping'an naturally wouldn't say everything was a cover-up.

There are really too many things in my own space.

No matter how much you squander, you won’t just sit back and get nothing.

You can peek at your little daughter-in-law and bully the widow's children...

Where does this start?
In this era, reputation is still comparable to a second life, and it is a forbidden area that everyone living in the flower gardening family tries not to touch as much as possible.

Maybe some people think that Wei Ping'an is almost at the age where he can apply for a marriage certificate.

He deliberately prevented him from starting a family and starting a career, so he encouraged people around him to 'exploit' such unfounded scandals.

To prevent matchmakers and women of the right age from really falling in love with Wei Ping'an.

Those with evil intentions can be punished.

Wei Ping'an was vaguely aware of the world's will in this world.

And although he is not the protagonist, he is not rejected by the will of the world.

If you examine it carefully, it seems that there are still traces of constant fine-tuning.

This made Wei Pingan think deeply.

The courtyard space in the previous life.

Wei Pingan felt the existence of many mixed children of the world, and at those times, Wei Pingan could sense that he himself was not recognized by the will of the world.

In other words, it is somewhat repulsive.

But as a human being in three lifetimes, this feeling of rejection is gone.

Perhaps it is also a result of the qualitative change in one's own abilities.

Wei Ping'an couldn't figure it out, but he didn't need to understand the source. As long as there was a possibility to strengthen himself, he would record it and try to strengthen himself in various ways.

"Xiao Wei, the factory office asked you to go there. Put your work aside for now and hurry up."

In the workshop, Xu Hongbing trotted over and informed Wei Pingan to go to the factory office.

Wei Pingan stopped what he was doing and walked out of the third workshop.

No one took the initiative to say hello to Wei Pingan along the way.

But there were many people who were curious and gossiping, and they all looked at him secretly.

Most people just want to see the excitement.

Eyes can't deceive people.

Because Wei Ping'an didn't plan to have too much contact with the workers in the steel rolling mill this time.

What he has been considering is to find an opportunity to change the environment, and finally change to a position that would give him the qualifications and excuse to travel around the country.

But the chances are slim in the past two years.

He plans to wait until next year.

On the eve of a famine, wait until the second half of next year when the signs have been revealed, and seize that opportunity.

That opportunity, which was not considered an opportunity, was accidentally revealed when I was chatting with Brother Lin Youqian in the previous world and listening to his memory and emotion.

Wei Ping'an knows very little other information and plans to seize the opportunity in the third quarter of next year that is closest to his timeline.

I ignored the various looks from the workshop workers.

Wei Pingan also secretly paid more attention to his two apprentices in his previous life, Ding Lijun and Zhang Baoqiang.Because there was no contact in this life, there was curiosity in their eyes, but it was just curiosity.

Just that there was no teasing or disdain in his eyes made Wei Ping'an feel a little better.

At least his character is as passable as ever.

The office of the steel rolling mill is on the third floor.

The reason for calling Wei Ping'an over is also very simple.

Four words to describe it: Human words are terrifying.

The main liaison person was the director of the factory's publicity department, and An Zhiyong, the deputy chief of the security department, assisted in observing a routine inquiry.

And exhortations.

Wei Ping'an maintains his character status most of the time and is taciturn.

Most of them nodded.

It made the entire atmosphere of persuasion seem particularly bleak.

The whole process took more than an hour.

Finally, Wei Ping'an was instructed to leave when the deputy chief of the security department coughed to remind him of the time.

He went down to the first floor and planned to go out through the back door, cross the path between the canteen and the warehouse, and take a shortcut back to the workshop.

then……

Not surprisingly, an accident happened.

There is a small independent yard between the last row of the warehouse and the third workshop.

That's where a place called the Experimental Workshop is located.

It is a place where many experts from the Lao Maozi Federation and the technical trainees they take hand in hand work.

An extremely ordinary second-line fitter like Wei Ping'an at this time is not allowed to enter.

The security guards at the gate are not concierges, but retired soldiers from the security department who are armed with live ammunition.

A figure ran over with a cardboard box in his arms.

Wei Ping'an pressed against the wall and moved out of the way of the person rushing towards him.

However, the other party seemed to die on purpose. In the three steps, his body deviated almost 90 degrees, and finally brushed against Wei Ping'an's shoulder.

Wei Ping'an stood still and didn't move.

The box fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of steel colliding with each other and with the ground.

"Hey, why are you walking? You broke the precision parts I carefully made..."

Wei Pingan had stopped a long time ago and stood still.

But his brows furrowed tightly.

It was obviously a deliberate collision.

Wei Ping'an looked at where he was standing.

The right shoulder is less than 2 centimeters from the wall.

His left shoulder was rubbed by the other party. If the other party hadn't stumbled and turned half of his body, or if he hadn't stood firm and avoided it.

This guy just hit the wall.

The cliff is intentional.

Although Wei Ping'an's space projection ability has shrunk, the shrinkage is in area, not quality.

There is a mushroom-shaped umbrella part in the box.

The umbrella is hollowed out in many places, and many connections are fragile and thin, while the pole is made of screws with a spiral pattern.

At this time, four or five hollow positions on the umbrella were broken.

Wei Ping'an frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was obviously trying to shirk his responsibility. He had a big black mole on his chin and two black hairs on the mole.

Wearing a four-pocket Mao suit, he looks like an intellectual or a petty official.

Moreover, Wei Ping'an saw that the clothes on this man's back were all collapsed.

Soaked in sweat.

The vest, shirt and coat were all soaked.

And the equipment fell to the ground.

Wei Ping'an looked at it with a responsible look as a chief engineer.

This is not broken at all, but a manufacturing process issue.

In other words, this thing was broken from the beginning.

Nothing to do with him.

But because this guy turned almost 90 degrees and rubbed his shoulder, he now planned to force this issue to be related to him.

"Security brother, come here."

Wei Ping'an stood still and didn't move.

He didn't pay attention to the high-profile porcelain contestant, but shouted at the little soldier guarding the experimental workshop.

The little soldier saw this and seemed to be reporting something to the people in the post. Then he got permission and ran over in a standard troop-trained posture.

"Please, please remember clearly the positions of this comrade and I after we collided."

As soon as Wei Ping'an spoke, the middle-aged man opposite him turned his face away.

"You want to be playful, right? I also said that both of us moved around after the collision just now."

Wei Ping'an didn't respond, and didn't even bother to look at the other party.

The little warrior looked at the legs of both sides, then looked specifically at the wall and a tree, and then nodded a few times.

Wei Ping'an saw him muttering, probably counting the reference objects and the number of bricks where he was staying.

Finally, the little soldier took a look at the fallen box.

The young man belatedly saw the little soldier looking at the box.

He took a step forward and kicked the box into the middle of the road with a very deliberate and not smooth kick.

The box stirred twice, then buckled and stopped again.

Wei Ping'an didn't stop him.

"Okay, now, please continue your performance."

Wei Ping'an stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.

However, the middle-aged black man stood stunned.

Because two people ran out of the experimental workshop.

A middle-aged man who looks about the same as him, with a big beard.

If other people saw the bearded man, they would think he was an old man.

Only Wei Pingan could tell at a glance that this man was younger than the two middle-aged men.

only……

Well, not like a local flower grower.

Like an old furry bear from the Federation.

really.

The visitor spoke in broken Chinese: "What's going on, Li, why are you so careless?"

Big Beard is paying attention to this component.

When he saw the parts on the ground and the box buckled on the road not far away, he looked anxious and regretful.

"Teacher, it's not me, it's him. He hit me while walking and it broke."

"Oh? Why are you here? I hope you give me a reasonable reason."

The bearded man turned his head, looked at Wei Pingan, and asked.

"I am a worker in the third workshop. I was called by the factory management to inquire, and then I was going to return to the workshop."

"Why not take the main road instead of this way?"

"close."

The bearded man shook his head and didn't know what to think: "I'm sorry, please come with me first. I think we need a more reasonable reason."

"it is good."

After Wei Pingan finished speaking, he stamped his foot in front of everyone.

boom!
The four people except Wei Ping'an were all shocked.

Especially the middle-aged man who touched porcelain, his face was a little pale and faint, and his whole body was a little trembling.

When Wei Pingan stepped away from the wall and walked towards the experimental workshop with the big beard, the little soldier subconsciously looked at the place where Wei Pingan had stamped his feet just now.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and his pupils shrank slightly.

There, there is a complete footprint.

It's like it's imprinted in place.

There were no signs of fragmentation around.

Suddenly it felt scary. (End of chapter)