Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1318 Untitled Chapter

The wind is gentle and the flowers are falling; time leaves light footprints, rolling up the beauty of the past and drifting away leisurely.

In the blink of an eye, midsummer had arrived. After the junior high school diplomas were issued, my uncle went to school with his previous grades.

The school, considering his past academic performance and work certificate as well as the face of Director Wang's father-in-law, agreed to allow him to enroll first, but he could only be a transfer student. He did not need to come to school on weekdays, but had to attend exams.

The most important thing is that given his situation, there is a high probability that he will not be issued a high school diploma after graduating from high school. In other words, if he fails to get into college, his education will be in vain.

However, Director Wang's father-in-law said privately about this point, let Zhang Yu go first. As long as Zhang Yu passes the exam, he can find another way to help him get a high school diploma.

He also did not fall behind in his work. Through learning during this period and with the help of Angkor, he is now able to complete various purchasing tasks independently.

Starting from this month, he also has a monthly purchasing quota.

Today is a rare rest day, so he went to the moat to fish. When he heard the frogs croaking, he realized how time had passed.

I still remember the first time I went fishing, the tadpoles in the river were densely packed little black particles, but now they have turned into a hopping frog.

Suddenly, a frog jumped out from the water plants on the river bank, stopped, croaked twice, and then jumped away from you.

Since entering July, the weather this year has been particularly hot. For example, today the sky is clear and there is not a single cloud in the sky, and the sun is blazing hotly, shining on the earth.

Occasionally a little wind blows, bringing a gust of hot wind, which blows on people, making the heat even more uncomfortable.

In this season, people are looking forward to the next rain, but it never comes.

The weather was too hot, and the house was even more stuffy. A scene would appear in the courtyard at night. After dinner, every household would move chairs and bamboo beds to the shade of the door, holding a large fan and enjoying the cool at the door.

Only when the moonlight covers the earth and dew appears will people return to their rooms to sleep one after another.

He chose to go fishing today because he couldn't stand the heat in the house anymore.

It was relatively cool by the moat, so he found a shaded area under a tree and unfolded the reclining chair. In order to bring the reclining chair, he rode his uncle's bicycle today, and also brought a large bucket.

There were also many people fishing on the shore. They lay on chairs, the wind swept across the water, bringing a slight coolness. They put their fishing rods with baits on them into the water, and then covered their heads with hats.

I gradually fell asleep and didn't wake up until a long time later. I raised the fishing rod in my hand and found that the bait was gone.

I looked at the time and it was already noon, time to go home.

He took out a few big fish from the system space, put them in a bucket, hung the bucket on the handlebars, tied a recliner to the back seat, sat astride the bicycle, and pedaled hard, and the vehicle started to move quickly.

Fortunately, with the sign-in system in place for more than a month, his body has been recuperated, and he has been nourishing his body with oily and watery food, and his health has improved a lot.

Otherwise, with the quality and height of today's bicycles, he might not be able to ride one, let alone ride from home to the moat.

The car was very convenient, and he also had the idea of ​​buying a bicycle, but he was troubled by the fact that he couldn't get a ticket for the time being, at least not openly.

Of course, he wanted a fan more than a bicycle ticket.

He really couldn't figure out how to get through the summer without a fan.
After thinking for a long time, I walked to the repair shop and saw the separate tires, and suddenly I had a new idea.

Maybe instead of buying a new one, he could assemble one himself, and the same method can be used for bicycles.

Thinking of this, he rode quickly back home and unloaded the fish and lounge chair from the bike.

The fish were put into the large water tank at the door, which was the Taiping tank used in the courtyard to hold water to prevent fire.

It hadn't been used for a long time, so a lot of rainwater had accumulated, attracting a lot of mosquitoes. So a few days ago, he took advantage of his off-get off work time and asked a few cousins ​​to help him clean the tank and put new water in it, just in time to use it today.

After cleaning up, he ate a few mouthfuls of lunch and went to look for the carpenter who was famous on the street.

Fan blades and the like were easy to make, so he went to find one. In less than an hour, the carpenter had made five fan blades of the same size and with a slight curvature according to his requirements.

The fan frame, base and the like are also made of wood.

He paid the money and asked the master to make an identical one for his aunt as well.

As for the other parts, he planned to go to the scrap yard to have a look.

Speaking of the scrap yard, it is the best choice for those who have been reborn through time and space to make a fortune. He has been reborn for so long, but he has never been there.

Not knowing whether he had that kind of luck, he went to the largest scrap yard near his home to try his luck.

"What are you doing?" Seeing him stop at the door for a while, an old man came out.

"Comrade, I want to find some better newspapers to paste on the wall." This is a universal excuse learned from many protagonists who have been reborn and traveled through time.

"Come in, the newspaper is on the east side," the good-tempered old man enthusiastically pointed him in the direction.

Seeing the whole house full of newspapers and other books, he also wanted to find treasures, so he started flipping through them one by one.

I found several newspapers from January this year to the present, which were still very new. Then I continued to flip through the pages and found last year's as well.

In fact, what he wanted to find most were all the newspapers from October 1949, 10 to the present.

I found newspapers from several other years one after another and flipped through them, but I didn't find them all.

He would pay attention next time and see if he could collect all the newspapers since the founding of the country until his death.

Seeing that he couldn't find anything else, Zhang Yu got up and went to another room to look for something else.

It's not a special period yet, so there is really only waste in the scrap yard.

But he still found an electric motor, which he had removed from a rusty lump of iron.

He took a look and found that the circuit inside was unusable. After going back, he replaced the circuit, polished it smooth, and applied lubricating oil.

In addition, he also found a bicycle frame. Although it was covered with rust, he knocked on it and found it was still strong.

"Uncle, can you calculate how much it is?" Seeing that he brought out so much, the old man tapped his pipe and began to weigh it.

"Newspapers are 5 cents a pound, there are 16 pounds in total, 3 cents; iron is 5 cents a pound, there are 26 pounds in total, 9 yuan, and the little thing will be 1 cents, a total of 10 yuan and 4 cents."

He paid the money quickly, looked at the pile of things, bought two better pieces of wood, asked the old man for a rope, fixed the wood to the back seat of the car, and then put the bundled newspapers on it.

After the newspapers are laid flat, they are tied up and the car rack is placed on top.

On the way, he picked up the finished fan parts and bought grinding and assembly tools. As for the things he didn't buy, he received a universal toolbox thanks to his sign-in one morning.

The toolbox is a large box of one cubic meter, which contains a complete set of tools.

All the space on the 28-inch bicycle that could hold things was full, so I couldn't ride it anymore and could only push it all the way back.

Along the way, people kept looking at him as if he were a monkey. Fortunately, he was a celebrity in the neighborhood, so no one called the police to arrest him.

In this way, he encountered several inquiries along the way, and in the end, Zhang Yu could no longer keep the smile on his face.

When I get home, I will put the newspaper aside and ask someone to make a bookshelf for me some other day. I will organize them when I have time.

Repair the motor, assemble the fan, take out the insulating tape from the universal tool box, connect the wires, and test with a tester before you dare plug in the power strip.

I pressed the switch, the fan started turning, and gusts of cool wind blew away the sweat on my face.

It’s a pity that the conditions are limited, the fan cannot shake its head, and it only has one gear.

Because it was assembled at the doorstep, many neighbors' eyes almost popped out when they saw the finished product assembled by Zhang Yu.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"The weather has been too hot lately, and I couldn't buy a fan, so I went to buy parts and assembled one." With a proud look of a young man, he announced to everyone in the yard that he had passed the fan through the door.

"Incredible, incredible." Everyone was very envious of the fan assembled by Zhang Yu, but although they were envious, they had no ill will. After all, it was only said that private transactions were not allowed, but it did not say that they were not allowed to assemble it.

What else can I say if I have the ability? The most important thing is that if I can assemble one, I can assemble the second one. There will always be a time when I can use others.

Zhang Guifang was even more delighted about the fan assembled by Zhang Yu. She stood at the door and did not go in, waiting for someone to ask her about it. Then she proudly replied: "My son Xiaoyu assembled a fan by himself. I told him not to use it anymore and to use it himself, but he insisted on giving it to me."

Then, when he listened to others praising Zhang Yu for his filial piety, he couldn't close his mouth and said some seemingly humble words.

Because there was only one motor, the other fan had to wait until he bought a motor another day before being assembled.

Then he took out sandpaper and started to polish the frame. When my aunt saw this, she asked my eldest cousin to take his place and asked, "What are you going to do with a frame?"

"Gun, I want to save a bicycle and come out."

"I'll give you your uncle's bicycle first. I'll ask around to see if anyone has a bicycle ticket and exchange it for one to buy you a new one." Zhang Guifang thought that her nephew was working now and sometimes needed to go around to purchase things, so it was time to get him a new bicycle.

"Aunt, no need. Although the frame is covered with rust, I see that it is made of good materials. After polishing it and applying a layer of paint, it will be as good as a new one." Zhang Yu hurriedly stopped Zhang Guifang. If he wanted a new one, he had one in his system space, but he couldn't tell him where to get it.

Nowadays, bicycles are big items. Each bicycle has a number and needs to be stamped at the police station.

If you purchase a bicycle individually, you must apply for a bicycle license and license plate with an invoice. Only by having these two things can you prove that your bicycle was obtained through legitimate means.

He assembled the vehicle, but he doesn’t know what to do with it?
Just then, Zhao Wenzhuo came home from get off work, "Uncle, it's just right that you're back."

Zhao Wenzhuo put the things in his hand on the table, turned his head to look at Zhang Yu and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I went to the scrap yard today and saw a bicycle frame. I tried it out and found that it was made of good materials. So I thought about building a bicycle myself."

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "I just thought it's troublesome to find a bicycle ticket, and it's expensive, so the more money we can save, the better. The most important thing is that we have a frame. I see there's even a chainring for the chain on the frame. Wheels, chains, handlebars, etc. can also be bought at a repair shop."

"In fact, I got the upper hand this time. I guess the people at the scrap yard didn't expect that the outside of the car was just rusty. After polishing, the inside was fine."

He took a breath, looked at Zhao Wenzhuo nervously and said, "I can assemble the car tonight, but I don't know if I can stamp the car I assembled myself?"

Zhao Wenzhuo waved his hand and said, "This is a small problem. You can assemble it today. After assembling it, take the receipt from the scrap yard and the purchase certificate from the repair shop, and I will get it done for you when I go to work."

After hearing what he said, he and his older cousin Zhao Feng went to several repair shops and finally got the two wheels back home.

After returning home, several cousins ​​took turns polishing the car and finally assembled it before going to bed at night. After applying a layer of paint, it didn't look brand new, but it was at least 70% new.

I rode it twice and put it back when it was no different from a normal vehicle.

The next day, he signed in for the day before going to work.

The other continued, "I noticed yesterday that Uncle Yi next door was wearing a blue shirt, and the eldest son of Wang Laoshi in the backyard was wearing one, and your daughter's blind date in the front yard was wearing one."

"I saw it too. And Shazhu was wearing one too."

"Only this?"

"No, no, there was another one. He came back late. My daughter got off work early yesterday and cooked. I felt it was too hot in the house, so I sat at the door for a while and saw that the son of the Jia family was wearing a new blue suit." One of the slightly more plump aunts added.

"Uncle Yi, it's impossible. He is too old. Besides, Uncle Yi is not that kind of person. The blue clothes that Wang Laoshi's eldest son wears have been worn for a long time. There are many patches on it. The patches are too conspicuous, so it can't be him. As for the blind date, he has nothing to do with our hospital. He won't report our hospital for this." Aunt Zhao analyzed one by one, and the people next to her nodded repeatedly.

"Then there are only Shazhu and the Jia family left. Who is it then?"

"I don't think it could be Shazhu. I heard from people that there was a wedding on the street yesterday and he was invited to attend the banquet." Another aunt who was more informed proudly told the news she knew.

"It seems that if there is no outsider, then the one who reported us is most likely the kid from the Jia family."

Zheng Gouzi rolled up his sleeves and was about to go out, but the eldest brother of the Feng family quickly stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to skin that guy alive," Zheng Gouzi said indignantly.

"You peeled off someone's skin, but how can you peel it off? What if something happens to you and you go to jail?" The eldest brother of the Feng family became the leader of this generation in the courtyard.