Chapter 1 1: Siheyuan
October 62, the late autumn that cannot be erased.

A sand and gravel field near the Lugou Bridge in the capital is full of busy people working in the field.

The autumn wind is bleak, and there is a row of sycamore trees beside the inner wall of the gravel yard. The leaves are rustling when the wind blows.

In the field, sand was sifted, those who pushed small carts, and those who loaded cars with shovels. The workers wore worn-out vests, no trouser legs, and some trousers were patched, all sweating profusely.

clang clang ~
A melodious bell rang.

"Off work, off work..."

"Liangzi, let's go." A sweaty little fat man of seventeen or eighteen, wearing worn-out overalls, wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, and grinned to the young man next to him, crying, "Liangzi, I won't say anything tomorrow." Come here, it’s too much suffering, you look at my hand, it’s all blistered, the man can’t bear the hardship, so he won’t come tomorrow.”

Zhou Wenliang grinned seeing him complaining so much, to be honest, I couldn't bear it.

too tired.

"Let's go, take today's wages and go back and talk about it."

There is a long queue at the gate, and the next time you receive your salary, um, that is one yuan and twenty cents.

I don't have much money, and after working hard all day, my back hurts from exhaustion, and now my hands are shaking so badly that I can't even hold my fists.

On the way back, while waiting for the bus, while listening to the fat man complaining again and again, Zhou Wenliang lost the strength to speak.

Zhou Wenliang was originally an office worker, studied fine arts, and worked as an original artist in an animation company. Because he was working too late, he was bumped on the way home...

At that time, it was too late to rescue...

Not to mention rescuing, he didn't even have time to format his cell phone. This will be discovered, and all his innocence will be lost!

Hey, now that I think about it, it's too late to regret it. It's okay to save those spiritual poisonous weeds on the phone, not to mention corrupting the mind, and wasting time.

No matter how annoyed he was, he opened his eyes again and arrived here, in [-]!

Transmigrated to the boy with the same name and surname as him.

After a long day of activities this afternoon, I finally got used to my body and the memory in my mind.

The little fat man next to him is nicknamed Erdan, also known as Fatty, and his name is Wang Yanan.

I didn't see the name and thought it was a woman.

Fatty and Zhou Wenliang have been buddies since he was a child. From elementary school to junior high school graduation, the two have always been very close.

No, the two of them graduated from junior high school and did not enter the technical secondary school, let alone advanced to high school.

At this time, technical secondary schools are very popular, because graduates from technical secondary schools can be assigned to factories and receive rationed food.

The two have similar grades, they often mess around, and their studies are just like that, failing grades is common, and being beaten is even more common.

They didn't get into the technical secondary school, couldn't find a job all the time, and the family was in trouble, so the two could only find odd jobs to subsidize their family.

In this era of planned economy and lack of food and clothing, it is difficult to eat, and no one is rich.

The Zhou family is not bad. There are three people in the family. He has an elder sister and a younger sister. The elder sister has already married. There is only one younger sister who is in junior high school and Zhou's mother at home.

The source of the family receipt is Mother Zhou. She works as an accountant in a street clinic, and her married sister can also help, so she can make ends meet.

In Zhou Wenliang's memory, Zhou's father seemed to be injured on duty and died in the end.

The impression is very vague, I was young at that time, and I don't remember anything.

Fatty has more family members, a family of five, old and young, and it was difficult to eat before. The family's source of income is all supported by the salary of his father, Wang Gang.

By the way, Zhou Wenliang remembered something.

Wang Gang is a third-level electrician in the Hongxing Steel Mill. He thought of the Red Star Steel Mill, and went to the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang where he lives now.
Isn't this a TV series he watched before!
Siheyuan is full of love.

Hey, it turns out that I have traveled to the world of plots!
This is much more interesting!
Entering the compound three times, there are more than a dozen families, more than 50 adults and children, and the average living space for one person is less than 8 square meters.

After passing the screen wall is the courtyard with three small rooms, and after passing the hanging flower gate is the front yard, east and west wing rooms and ear rooms.

Then there is the hall, there are two small rooms on both sides of the hall, the main house of the central courtyard is across the hall, and the Jia family lives in the west wing room, well, Jia Dongxu is not dead yet!

The East Wing is Yi Zhonghai, the Daodetianzun.There is a side room next to the East Wing, where Silly Zhu's younger sister He Yushui lives in the side room.The west wing is the Jia family.

Passing through the crescent gate of the middle courtyard is the backyard, where three great gods lived, the second uncle Liu Haizhong lived in the east wing, opposite to him was Xu Damao's family, and the deaf old lady lived in the main room.

There are two rooms on the left and right sides of the main room.

The Zhou family lives in the east wing, next to the ear room.

In the dark, the two returned to the courtyard, their chests pressed against their backs with hunger, the fat man said hello, and hurried to the backyard. His family lived next to the deaf old lady, next to Xu Damao's.

Zhou Wenliang looked at the lit east wing and hesitated for a while, how to face his mother, don't reveal his secrets at that time.

Forget it, I was so hungry, Zhou Wenliang sighed, and walked over to the thick door curtain.

The interior layout is simple, with a round table in the middle, a few chairs next to it, the sleeping bedroom in the back room on the right, and a kind of altar table facing the door, with portraits of leaders on it, giving you a sense of age.

Zhou's mother is sewing clothes, and her younger sister Zhou Wenwen is doing her homework with her head down.

Not to mention anything else, the Zhou family has good genes, handsome men and beautiful women, and 16-year-old Zhou Wenwen can tell that she is a beauty embryo.

"Brother, where have you been? I won't see you for a day. You know how much mom is worried about you, so you don't say anything when you go out." The younger sister scolded her sharply with her small mouth.

Zhou's mother asked worriedly: "Xiao Liang, what did you do, why didn't you tell me when you went out."

Zhou Wenliang is the only seedling of the Zhou family. Zhou's mother loves him very much. It should be said that he is extremely doting. The sisters and sisters in the family are women in the family, so Zhou Wenliang has been a bit sissy since he was a child. The family regarded Zhou Wenliang as a girl. Change his clothes and let him wear them.

Because Zhou Wenliang has never suffered, he looks handsome, has a soft face, is fair and clean, and speaks softly, making him look like a woman to anyone.

This time I went to the sand and gravel field because Zhou Wenliang saw that the fat man's family was in trouble, and he and Zhou Wenliang were both unemployed.

"Hey, Xiao Liang, what the hell did you do? The clothes on your body are all dirty. What's wrong with this hand, you..." Mother Zhou took Zhou Wenliang's hand, looked at the blisters on the palm of her hand, and shed tears He hit him a few times: "You child, tell the truth, what did you do?"

"It's okay, I'm looking for a job, mom, this is the money I earned today." Zhou Wenliang took out the money, gave it to Zhou's mother, washed his hands, and quickly sat down at the table, picked up the cornbread and took a big bite.

Hmm, cut your throat.

He took a big gulp of porridge, cut his throat and felt that it didn't go well.

Zhou Wenliang couldn't get used to it for a while, and then he thought about it. At this time, it would be good to eat corn bread, and he still needs to eat according to the amount.

The third grandpa has a lot of people, so you have to figure out how much you eat at home. If you eat a little more, you won't have enough for the next meal, so you live a more careful life.

The life of the third grandfather's family is the portrayal of most people at this time.

Moreover, the third master is still a teacher's salary. Teachers' salaries are low now, especially elementary school teachers. The salary is 39.5 yuan each. It is really not easy to feed a family of seven.

Break off the steamed bread, soak it in a plate of fried cabbage, soak it in vegetable soup, and eat it much better.

Zhou's mother cried and asked him where he had gone, and his sister also yelled beside her with her hips on her hips.

Zhou Wenliang explained it, and it was fine if he didn't say anything. When he said that he had gone to the gravel field, Zhou's mother kept beating him in distress, but it was useless.

They also asked him not to go in the future. Zhou Wenliang really didn't want to go, he really couldn't do it, and his body was also weak, it should be said that he couldn't be delicate.

Even now, he still suffers from back pain, leg cramps, and can't even lift his hands.

It was like him before, although he was also weak, but not so bad.

(End of this chapter)

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