Era: Craftsmen in the Siheyuan

Chapter 1: Being mediocre
In the year of Wuwu, Sijiu City.

The north wind blows the cold night.

A tricycle was leaning on the street, its wheels spinning.

Xu Deyong slowly got up from the ground, smiled to himself and said, "Hey, I'm wearing it!"

The original owner was a heartless street kid, and his grandfather rode a three-wheeler to solicit customers to support him and his grandmother.

My grandfather fell ill and passed away two months ago. The money for medical treatment and funeral expenses almost depleted the family, leaving only a tricycle.

There was no other way. The original owner could only ride three wheels, fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, and spend the money he made.

No, I drank some wine tonight, got carried away while riding, bumped into a rock, fell off, and burped, and was overtaken by him.

In his previous life, Xu Deyong graduated from a martial arts school and relied on his strength to fight and win.

When God wants you to die, it will make you arrogant first. No, when you were in your prime, you had a car accident and your legs were disabled.

After a period of decadence, he changed his mind and cheered up. His legs were broken but he still had hands, so he became a 'craftsman' from scratch!
Whether it's carpentry, knitting, mechanical or electronic repair, he's good at it.

When I reach middle age and have some savings, I surf the Internet and find a partner, so I start talking about marriage. Unexpectedly, I travel through time!

The money is gone, and the unused second-hand wife is gone as well, but she has been replaced with a younger body.

"Don't worry, my grandma at home, I will take care of her until she is old and die for you." Xu Deyong said to himself.

With these words, a gloomy wind blew and disappeared, the body warmed up, and the golden finger also arrived!

Gold Finger is a 'blind box space'. You can open a blind box every day. In theory, anything can be opened in the blind box.

However, this blind box space can only store the things that are opened. If you want to use the space to be a bad guy, you will not be able to do it.

Xu Deyong felt fresh and thought of trying to open today's blind box.

"Boom!"

A ten-pound bag of Fuqiang flour appeared in the blind box space.

At this time, the country advocates eating "100 rice" and "92 rice". The so-called "100 rice" means that 81 kilograms of brown rice are milled to produce [-] kilograms of white rice; "[-] rice" means that [-] kilograms of wheat are milled to produce [-] kilograms of white rice. Kilograms of flour.

In this way, more of the grain aleurone layer and grain germ can be retained, and the nutritional value is relatively good. The original intention is to reduce waste and increase food rations.

Among them, there are three brands in Bayi by grade, namely Fuqiang brand, Jianshe brand and Production brand.

Fuqiang fans are synonymous with the best in the world right now!
Xu Deyong can't help but look forward to what will be released tomorrow...

Huh, is this?

Suddenly, he felt a trace of heat spreading and disappearing in his body, as if it was an illusion.

I can no longer feel it if I want to feel it carefully.

Everyone has traveled through time, so it’s not surprising if something strange happens. One thing leads to another.

He lifted up the tricycle and found that the wheel in front of it was rotten. Not to mention riding, even pushing it back would wear the tires off.

In this era, a tricycle is a tool that can feed the whole family, so it is extremely precious.

Xu Deyong picked up the scattered hat and gloves, simply carried the front of the car and walked home to get used to his body.

After walking for half an hour, he arrived at a courtyard house according to his memory. He parked the car near the reverse house and locked it.

Surprisingly, I don’t feel tired at all!
Xu Deyong looked at the surrounding environment, old and new memories were confirmed, smiled meaningfully, turned around and closed the door, carried the flour through the hanging flower door, and walked home.

The sound of the door opening came from the west wing of the front yard, and a man wearing glasses and squinting his eyes said, "Hey, Deyong, why are you back so late today?"

Xu Deyong glanced at the other party and said: "Yan Laoxi, I want you to take care of it."

After that, he walked into the middle courtyard with great energy.

Yes, the original owner can be so out of tune sometimes.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, waited until Xu Deyong could no longer be seen, and then he spat heavily and said, "Bah, what the hell, a street kid who is not [-] or [-], is so proud of having a tricycle!"

The third aunt in the room asked: "Old Yan, who are you angry with?"

Yan Bugui closed the door and said, "Who else is there? Xu Deyong, the prodigal son of the Central Court."

The third aunt rolled her eyes and said: "Why are you angry with him? He has no father and no mother. Grandpa also died two months ago. With him acting like this, this family may want to cut him off."

Yan Bugui said sternly: "Yes, his grandfather used to pull carts in the old society. As the saying goes, the cart and boat shop has teeth and teeth. If he is not guilty, he should be killed. It is determined that he has done too many immoral things."

The third aunt said: "His grandma is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She is as good as the Jia Zhang family in their courtyard. Now they are both widows. Only the lonely old lady in the backyard can control them!"

Yan Bugui said: "Indeed, but I just saw that street kid carrying a bag of flour, and I don't know where he got it from. Could it be that this kid has changed his gender?"

The third aunt rolled her eyes and said, "I think it's probably from somewhere. Do you want to report him?"

Yan Bugui glared at her and said, "I think you are free. Do you understand that doing more is worse than doing less?"

The third aunt said angrily: "If you don't say it, don't say it. You didn't mention it first, sleep."

"Humph, it's a woman's opinion." Yan Bugui said.

……

Xu Deyong lives in the wing room of the middle courtyard. The room of more than 30 square meters is divided into two small rooms.

In the middle courtyard lived several families including the Jia family, the Yi family, the He family, and the Xu family.Hearing the footsteps, an old lady in her 60s opened the door and saw him. She said distressedly: "Why are you back so late today? Come inside to warm up!"

Xu Deyong entered the room and said carelessly: "Something happened and delayed me on the way. Look what I got." He raised the bag in his hand.

Xu Nanshi said in surprise: "Fu Qiang fan!"

Immediately, her expression changed and she said: "Xiaoyong, you are the only child of the old Xu family, we can't do bad things!"

Xu Deyong said: "Grandma, don't worry, your grandson bought this with the money he saved from soliciting customers. There is absolutely no problem."

"Really?" Xu Nanshi still didn't believe it: "You didn't sell the tricycle, did you?"

Xu Deyong: "..."

The original owner is so uneasy!
He spread his hands and said, "How can it be possible? The car is parked at the back of the house. If you don't believe me, go and see it."

Xu Nanshi then said: "Okay, grandma believes in you. Grandma will knead the dough now and steam white flour steamed buns for you tomorrow morning."

After saying that, I found the basin and got busy.

Xu Deyong washed his feet and got into the cold bed.

Hiss..., it's so damn cold!
Lying on the bed, my eyes wandered, looking at the room that integrated the living room, kitchen and bedroom. It was really a bare house with no electrical appliances except the light bulb above the head.

There is a stove and cooking tools at the door, a table, four stools, a cabinet, and a bed, which is basically everything in the house.

Well, there is an old desk clock on the cabinet. It seems to be motionless. I will go back and take it apart to take a look.

On the other side is the cubicle where grandparents live.

Xu Deyong was young and full of energy, and fell asleep quickly after warming up the bed.

The next day, Xu Deyong was awakened by the sound of kneading dough. It was still dark.

He yawned and muttered: "Grandma, you got up so early."

Xu Nan replied without raising his head: "As we get older, we don't sleep much. If you steam the steamed buns earlier, you can eat them sooner."

"Yeah." Xu Deyong responded lazily and squinted for a while.

Suddenly, I wanted to be able to open the blind box again today, and I had a thought in my mind.

"puff!"

A bottle of Moutai appears in the blind box space.

Yes, this thing is quite valuable now and in future generations.

Now that he couldn't even get two cents from him, he had to sell the wine to get money. Improving his life was the most important thing.

next moment!
Almost the same warmth as yesterday appeared again.

Not an illusion!

This discovery made him unable to sleep, so he simply put on his clothes and went to the yard to practice boxing.

Surprise him after some activities.

The golden finger is indeed a golden finger, and opening the blind box can also improve your physical fitness!

As time goes by, your body will definitely get better and better.

Hey, it keeps getting better!

Seeing Xu Deyong gesticulating outside, Xu Nanshi said: "Xiaoyong, when did you learn to box?"

Xu Deyong's eyes moved and he said proudly: "Your grandson is very capable. You really think I have been wandering the streets in vain all these years!"

Xu Nanshi glared at him and said: "Stop bragging. You are not allowed to hang out on the street in the future. You can make money by riding a three-wheeler and marry a wife."

Xu Deyong said while doing push-ups: "If you don't believe me, I am your grandson and I have turned around and I plan to use my skills on the right path."

When Xu Nanshi heard this, the folds on her face spread with laughter and she said, "This is what you said, grandma is waiting to hold her grandson."

"Dogs can't stop eating shit."

Suddenly, the door to the main room next to him opened, and a foul-mouthed voice came out.

The younger version of He Yuzhu stretched out and walked out. This guy was unkempt and mature-looking, looking like he was in his early twenties or 25-[-].

Xu Deyong's memories flooded with memories, all of which were images of fighting with He Yuzhu. He was basically the one who was beaten, and he was defeated repeatedly.

The two grew up in the same courtyard, and He Yuzhu was one year older than Xu Deyong.They are about the same age, and they dislike each other, so fighting is normal.

"Silly Zhu, what nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning?" Xu Nanshi scolded immediately.

He Yuzhu glanced sideways and was too lazy to pay attention to the old lady.

Xu Deyong stood up and stared at He Yuzhu and said, "Silly Zhu, do you have the guts to say it again?"

He Yuzhu held his head high, hooked his hands and said, "What did I say? A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. I don't know what kind of virtue I have. Why, I want to practice it, but my subordinates are defeated!"

PS: (Siheyuan may not have been publicized at this time, the plot requires it!)

　The internal investment has passed, please read further.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)