Chapter 1

"Geng Ping'an, I heard that you have been promoted to a full-time job. The salary of a first-level fitter is 27.5 yuan. It's a great news. You will prepare a meal today, and the third uncle will bring you some wine to have a few drinks with you to celebrate."

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, Yan Bugui, known as the doorkeeper in the front yard, narrowed his eyes and stopped Geng Ping'an with the light flashing under his glasses.

Seeing this, Geng Ping'an politely declined with a smile.

"Third Master, the salary is only paid at the end of the month, and now I have no money in my pocket."

Shaking his head and not giving Yan Bugui a chance to speak again, Geng Pingan passed him by and walked quickly towards the middle courtyard.

In his heart, he complained, "This Yan Laokou is really the same as described in the novel. If you don't take advantage of the door, you will feel that you are at a loss. If you come to him every day, whoever drinks his stuff mixed with alcohol is a fool." . '

That's right, Geng Ping'an is a traveler who has come to the world of Qinman Siheyuan.

In 1959, at the age of 20, both parents died.

Geng Ping'an inherited two rooms, one large and one small, plus a fitter's position in the rolling mill, which can be regarded as a start in the poor bureau, but he lived in a courtyard with a nest of beasts in South Tongluo Lane .

From the third uncle in the front yard to the Jia family, the first uncle, and Sha Zhu in the middle courtyard, the second uncle, Xu Damao, and the deaf old lady in the backyard.

Going home every day is like going through five levels and killing six generals, and Geng Pingan is helpless and cruel about this.

"The little bastard who killed his parents, he lived in two rooms alone and didn't know how to give one to my family. My grandson Banggen will go to college to be a cadre in the future, and I don't know how to send ten catties of white noodles. I don’t know that my family is out of food.”

Just dealt with the door god in the front yard, who lived in the middle yard together, and the old godly lady Jia Zhang who didn't mess around with her every day had already walked over, cursing undisguisedly.

Frowning, Geng Ping'an finally decided to write down the account first, and then Chun Dang didn't hear Jia Zhang's cursing, and closed the door and entered his house.

Based on Geng Ping'an's understanding of the original work, there is no one in this courtyard who has not been scolded by Jia Zhang. It would be strange if she didn't scold someone on any day.

After all, in Jia Zhang's eyes, everyone owes her family, and she is justified in being poor.

If you and Jia Zhang are angry, she will only become more energetic.

However, her daughter-in-law is of high rank, and she is the best at pretending to be a bad mother-in-law and a good daughter-in-law in front of others.

Following the pitiful sympathy of the white lotus Qinhuai Ru Chuchu, the ultimate dog licker and thug Shazhu got angry and shot, and finally the moral god Yi Zhonghai did not hesitate to kidnap morality, "teaching".

The deaf old lady, as the ancestor behind the scenes, is waiting for the opportunity, and a series of combo punches will clearly arrange you!

Based on the principle of making money in a low-key manner, Geng Ping'an does not plan to confront the largest and most dirty political forces in the courtyard for the time being.

Entering the room, Geng Ping'an's figure disappeared out of thin air, and he had already arrived at the farm space presented by the Golden Finger novice gift package.

Nine square fields, each about three mu of land, are filled with carrots, watermelons, cabbage, barley, potatoes, peanuts, tomatoes, corn, and cucumbers.

Accelerated growth, one-click cultivation, one-click collection, one-click processing, one-click storage and other functions allow Geng Ping'an to save several crops of high-quality grain in just one month without any effort. In the age of scarcity, the big landowners were well hidden.

'Stay comfortable in Happy Farm, after all, I can't bear the hardships of this era. '

After sighing with emotion, Geng Ping'an was most surprised that the previously useless background scene on the farm actually materialized.

Behind the farmland, there stands a five-story luxury villa. The forest-style garden has a large area of ​​lotus leaf ponds. Not only can you pick lotus pods and lotus roots to eat, but also raising fish in it is a feasible operation, allowing him to realize Freedom of fish and meat.

No, the grass carp and black carp that Geng Pingan brought outside are very active and healthy living inside, and many offspring can be picked up at any time, and he doesn't need to bother to feed them.

He took out a large piece of steak that he secretly bought from the pigeon market from the refrigerator in the villa, and fried it in a pan.

Fortunately, there is a farm space, so that he can eat and drink without any scruples. If the smell of meat wafts from his room to the courtyard every day, Geng Ping'an firmly believes that a large group of ghosts and monsters will immediately come out to make trouble with him .

Geng Pingan, who had nothing to say all night and had no night activities, went back to the house and put on his clothes early to sleep.

Although the big bed in the villa is more comfortable, Geng Ping'an, who is wary of all the beasts, does not want others to catch him. In this era, everyone is living a difficult and careful life, and the beasts in his yard are even more so. No one is nice.

Maybe someone will secretly make a deadly report: saying that he does not return home every night, suspected of being a spy or something.

Amidst the sound of roosters crowing in the yard next door, Geng Ping'an brushed his teeth, washed himself, drank a bowl of meat porridge, and walked out.

Yo, Qin Huairu, who has been famous for a long time.

As soon as he went out, Geng Ping'an saw the sexy young woman squatting on the ground opposite, washing a lot of clothes early. He didn't see the legendary peach blossom eyes, but Peach An's curvy figure, even if she was big Cotton trousers still have six or seven points of charm from the back.

However, Geng Ping'an stopped paying attention after taking a glance at it. With him, Qin Huairu had gone as far as he could.

Thinking of the sloppy faces of the protagonists in many fan novels, and even thinking that Prime Minister Cao is the beauty, he felt incomprehensible. Have these people never seen a woman in their life? If you travel to the 50s and don’t provoke a few widows, you can’t prove yourself Is it a man?

Not to mention that modern people have never seen the appearance of so many Internet celebrities in previous lives, but it is also said that there are many other natural beauties in this era.

One by one, they had to lose their wits to provoke a widow of black heart lotus, and entangle her endlessly, being framed and blood-sucking pictures.

"It's safe, it's time to go to work."

Geng Pingan didn't want to provoke Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu heard the movement behind him, but greeted him familiarly, "I heard that you have become a full-time employee, congratulations."

Compared with the previous attitude, Qin Huairu's enthusiasm is too much now.

Qin Huairu also didn't predict Geng Ping'an's identity as a traverser, so how could he have passed the first-level worker examination two years earlier than the others.

Geng Pingan thought for a moment and immediately understood what Widow Qin was thinking.

He used to be an apprentice, and in Qin Huairu's eyes, he didn't have much value, but now it's different, he is a qualified blood bag.

As the news spread that he had become a regular worker, many people in the compound began to move around, no doubt everyone had their own plans.

(End of this chapter)

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