The Fiery Era of Siheyuan

Chapter 2, Arrangements and Plans
After pocketing the money and tidying up his clothes, Li Weiguo went to the mirror and looked at himself.

He has clean, straight short hair, a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a little handsome.

He was dressed in army green, with piercing eyes, a little dark circles, and a slightly thin face.

The guy with a height of 183 weighs only 65 kg, which is relatively thin. After all, it is not easy to eat enough in this age.

Fortunately, there is a secret realm, and at the same time, the body has been strengthened and nourished. As long as the food can be replenished, weight gain will happen sooner or later.

"Weiguo, are you feeling better?"

An old voice came from outside the door behind me. Looking back, I saw it was the deaf old lady in my memory.

After the original father Li Tieniu passed away, the factory couldn't wait for Li Weiguo to come back, so he took care of the funeral. The deaf old lady also led the neighbors in the yard to help.

Li Weiguo, who inherited everything from his original wife, was also somewhat grateful to the old lady. In any case, his cheap father's family also helped him with his funeral.

As for everything about the original drama "Qi Man Si He Yuan", Li Weiguo can't say anything. After all, people have selfish intentions, and the people and things in the Si He Yuan are not black and white. It doesn't matter.

"Much better, old lady."

"Your father has just left, and he doesn't want you to stay depressed. You need to cheer up." After saying that, the old lady came closer, took Li Weiguo's hand, and patted it gently.

"Well, I understand, old lady, don't worry, I'm fine now." After hearing what the old lady said, Li Weiguo smiled slightly, indicating that he had figured it out.

"That's good, the days are still long. When you go back to the factory and take over the job, get a wife and have a baby, your father will be at ease." The old lady said with a smile.

"Well, I can spare it, old lady. I'll go to the factory to have a look in a few days."

"Well, okay, okay, as long as you have a plan. Okay, I don't worry if you are fine, I will go first."

After seeing the old lady off, Li Weiguo took a towel and a washbasin from the shelf at the door, ready to go out and wash his face.

Opening the door, bright light rushed into my face, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

1959, here I come.

Carrying the washbasin, I followed my memory and walked to the middle courtyard. The sink and faucet were in the middle yard.

The Siheyuan is a courtyard with four entrances. The inverted room in the front of the first outer courtyard is now used by each household to store sundries, and no one has been assigned to live in it for the time being.

The east wing of the front yard is Yan's house, and the west wing is Li Weiguo. There are four houses on the left and right sides of the hallway, one of which is lived by the three brothers Yan Jiefang, and the remaining three are occupied by other residents.

Further inside is the middle courtyard, which is the most spacious. It used to be the place where the owner lived, spacious and bright.

Shazhu lived in the main room of the middle courtyard, He Yushui lived in the ear room on the right, and the Moon Gate on the left, leading directly to the backyard.

Jia Dongxu's family lived in the west wing of the middle courtyard, and the east wing was allocated to the elder couple.

In the backyard, the second uncle's family and Xu Damao lived in the east and west wing rooms respectively. Mrs. Long lived in the middle one of the five back rooms in the backyard, and the other four rooms were occupied by other residents.

There are more than ten households in the three courtyards, with nearly a hundred people. It used to be a separate courtyard of the prince's palace. After liberation, it was allocated to each family by the Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office. It is a large courtyard with the characteristics of the times.

Such yards are very common in Sijiu City.

When he came to the sink in the middle courtyard, Li Weiguo reached out and turned on the faucet, and took a basin of water to wash his face.

Just as he rubbed his face vigorously with a wet towel, he heard someone calling himself by his ears.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the heroine Qin Huairu.

"Weiguo, are you feeling better? I see that you are in good condition today. I know you came out to wash your face." Qin Huairu stood beside the sink holding a washing basin and smiled at herself.

"Well, much better. Thank you, Sister Qin, for caring." Li Weiguo responded with a smile.

Qin Huairu is only 25 years old now, with a 1-year-old Xiaodang on his back.

She is at the age where she is tender, juicy and pretty, with a face full of collagen. Her whole person smiles charmingly and has the charm of a young woman.

The straps on the back strangle the body into a bumpy shape. I guess it must be a C+. It is really charming, and it makes people move when you look at it.

No wonder everyone in the world says "Cao Thief" is good
"That's good, we are all neighbors. If there is anything Sister Qin can do to help in the future, just ask, don't be embarrassed." Qin Huairu said sincerely.

"Well, thank you, Sister Qin. I'm not going out. I'll call you if I need anything. I've finished washing. If you're busy, go back first." Li Weiguo said politely.

As he spoke, he wrung out the towel in his hand, poured out the water in the basin, said a few polite words to Qin Huairu, and then turned around and returned to the house.

The interpersonal relationships in the courtyard are quite complicated, and Li Weiguo, who has just traveled through time, does not dare to have close friendships with the big guys.

Li Weiguo, who has watched the original drama, naturally knows how powerful Widow Qin is, so it is better to keep a distance and wait and see.

After returning to the house and putting down the things, he closed the door and walked outside.

It was already noon, and Li Weiguo, who had not eaten lunch, was already hungry.

I had food in my pocket and I didn't feel panic. I simply didn't plan to cook it myself and went to a restaurant outside to have a meal.

I went out by the way to see if I could buy some seeds, seedlings, etc., and take care of the secret place. After all, it was where I settled down.Whether you can eat well or not depends on how you take care of yourself.

After leaving the courtyard, according to the memory of the original owner, he walked to the nearest restaurant.

When we walked to Gulou East Street, there was a small public-private restaurant. It was not big, about sixty square meters, with six or seven old square tables in the middle.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a sign on the wall: It is forbidden to insult or beat customers without reason.

Good guy, restaurant workers in this day and age have a tough temper.

Of course, it’s not just the waiters in restaurants who are tough, the staff at grain depots, supply and marketing cooperatives, and department stores are even tougher.

Dare to prick?I advise you to weigh it carefully.

In the restaurant at noon, there are only one or two tables of guests eating, and there are one or two simple vegetarian dishes on the table plus a few steamed buns, simple and unadorned.

"What to eat?" The waiter at the counter asked listlessly.

"Excuse me, one serving of twice-cooked pork, one serving of stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and ten steamed buns."

"Ten steamed buns? Can you finish them?" the waiter asked in surprise.

"It's okay. I'll pack it up after I finish eating." Li Weiguo said nonchalantly.

This will make you order more. If you can’t finish it, pack it back for dinner, so you don’t have to cook it yourself. It can be stored in the secret place without fear of spoilage.

"Sixty cents, 1 catty of fine grain stamps, 3 taels of meat stamps." The waiter quickly pulled out a list and put it on the table.

Li Weiguo paid the money, and while waiting for the food to be served, he was thinking about how to get seeds and poultry and livestock seedlings.

You should be able to buy seeds and seedlings in the pigeon market, but it is already noon, and the pigeon market is usually in the morning, so it must be gone now.

Seed companies will not sell to individuals, and without a letter of introduction from the unit, there is no need to think about it.

It's better to go directly to the rural commune to have a look. If you can exchange it, you can exchange it with the villagers for the in-demand tickets such as cloth, kerosene tickets, and salt tickets.

Every labor force in the village is divided into grain and money according to work points at the end of the year. It is difficult for them to get bills, especially those that are in short supply. Most of them have to be exchanged with others.

Although the state cracks down on speculation, it is aimed at reselling large sums of goods.

As long as it is not excessive, small-scale replacement and adjustment of daily necessities or tickets can basically turn a blind eye.

Just don't bump into the hands of law enforcement officers.

After ten minutes, the waiter brought the food.

A large plate of freshly steamed steamed buns, big, soft and full of weight, which is different from the miniature steamed buns of later generations.

The twice-cooked pork and cabbage on the side are also generous. The fat and lean twice-cooked pork are stir-fried with green peppers, which is spicy and delicious.

The heat of the fried cabbage is also just right.

Li Weiguo was also very hungry, so he opened his cheeks and went straight to the food.

After three times and five times divided by two, we made three large steamed buns, with half of the twice-cooked pork and cabbage left.

After eating, I asked the waiter to buy a few lunch boxes and net bags, and packed the leftovers.

After leaving the restaurant, I walked into a deserted space and strode towards the station.

After waiting at the station for about ten minutes, I waited for the shuttle bus to the commune outside the city.

Five cents a person, after half an hour's car ride, arrived at the nearest Red Star Commune.

　This book is prepared to go in the direction of life, try to write some of the protagonist's own life, close to this special era.I don’t know how to write introductory essays. To be honest, the introductory essays in courtyard houses are too hostile, there are too many, and I feel sick, so I want to write a chronological essay.

　　In addition, many readers have reported that they don't like the old lady. Here is an explanation, there is no plot that you hate, and there is no need to take it out of context.Such an interpersonal relationship at the beginning is to create a harmonious atmosphere. The protagonist has no enmity or grievance with anyone. How they get along in the future depends entirely on the temperament and behavior of the people in the courtyard, and how the subsequent interpersonal relationship is. Changes come as the story unfolds.

　　Alright, I won't spoiler the explanation here, everyone take your time, if you like it, help to vote for it, if you don't like it, just spray it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)