Farmers in the courtyard

Chapter 2 Chapter 002: Moving into Courtyard No. 95
Wang Zhendong naturally understood that Li Changshun just said it casually.

There is nothing to be dissatisfied with. In this era, it is already very good to have these two houses.

The house is a little messy, but it's not dirty or dusty. I guess the last family moved out just a few days ago.

Forget about the furniture, the rest are broken pots and useless items.

It is conceivable that it could be discarded by the previous family.

That's fine, so that he can take good care of it before moving in.

The large room next to the middle door can be used as a living room and a stove for cooking.

There is already a hot bed in the small room, but it is a bit old and needs to be renovated to be used as a bedroom in the future.

It seems that the last family has not a large population, and there are no random partitions.

The two rooms are actually about the same size, more than three meters and less than four meters.

The depth is pretty good, about five or six meters.

Of course, the bay and depth must be smaller than the main room.

"Stationmaster Wang, I won't delay you in taking care of the house. The door lock belongs to the neighborhood committee, I'll take it away.

Maybe you don't know, but there are actually people living in the house in the courtyard, so it is best not to lock it, otherwise there will be a lot of gossip.

Also, there are many people living in the courtyard, and everyone is there, so it is inevitable that you will bump into each other. You are so familiar with it when you first come here.

Neighbors still need to maintain good relations with each other..."

Li Changshun was kindly reminding him that it was the same for all large courtyards, not just this courtyard.

There are too many people and it is inevitable that the Zhang family and the Li family will be short-lived.

As a clerk of the neighborhood committee, he was too familiar with these and it was a headache.

Throughout the area, there are endless amounts of trivial matters to deal with every day.

"Comrade Changshun, thank you for the reminder. Okay, go ahead and do your work! I have to buy coal and a coal stove.

Other things don't matter. I can't get through the night without burning the kang and the stove. "

As he spoke, he took out a large bag and stuffed it into Li Changshun's cotton-padded coat pocket.

"Okay, I won't disturb you. If you need anything, go to the neighborhood committee and see me..."

Li Changshun did not refuse, said hello with a smile, turned around and left happily.

Wang Zhendong looked at his back and smiled.

Many interpersonal relationships are built on these small favors.

People in the neighborhood committee still need to have good relationships.

I continued to look around the house, thinking about what furniture, daily necessities, etc. I would need.

But he didn't look at it for long before he left and closed the door.

Still no one showed up in the front yard, which made Wang Zhendong very strange. Aren't the aunts in the courtyard very gossipy?
Why didn't anyone come to check and collect first-hand information?
I looked at the two houses in the east wing and saw that one had a coal stove pipe sticking out and was still smoking.

It could be seen that someone was at home, and in the west wing was the legendary Yan Laoxi's family. Although he couldn't see the smoke coming from the pipe, he knew there must be someone at home.

But since he didn't come out to watch the fun, Wang Zhendong was a little bored and strode out of the courtyard.

He also wanted to meet the legendary characters in the courtyard.

But there's no need to rush. Since you've moved in right away, you won't have to deal with them less in the future.

It’s interesting to live here!
Although it is still 57 years ago, I believe the excitement will not be less.

Just like the public toilet at the entrance of the alley, the sight of Qin Huairu made him very interested. He didn't know if it was really like the TV series.

Jia Dongxu should still be alive now, right?

There are also Shazhu and Xu Damao, who are very interested in Wang Zhendong.

At the same time, I was also thinking about how to interact with these people.

They come, the security.

He knew that he would definitely not be a spectator and would definitely join the turmoil in the courtyard.

Of course, he was also curious about whether it was just a courtyard house and whether he would meet other familiar characters from movies and TV shows.For example, those people in Little Women under Zhengyangmen are like iron rice and steel, and...

The sky was still gray. Wang Zhendong looked up at the sky and felt that it would definitely snow again.

So without any delay, we speeded up to the coal station.

After buying coal and a coal stove, he was sent to No. 95 Courtyard, and he walked around in a circle and reappeared carrying large and small bags.

There were clothes, bed rolls, and a net bag with something like an enamel jar inside.

When the man delivering coal and coal stove arrived at the courtyard, he also arrived.

After a lot of work, everything was done and I paid [-] cents for the delivery fee.

Two cents is actually not cheap anymore. Bangzi noodles cost only one cent per pound. Two pounds of stick noodles is enough for a family to have a full meal.

In this era when one yuan a day can support a family of several people, the two cents he gave made the delivery man very happy.

But when Wang Zhendong looked at the happy man, he felt sad in his heart. It would be difficult in two years.

Those most difficult years were the torment.

At that time, the monthly food supply will drop again and again, and even if you have money, you will not be able to buy food.

Although there are some pigeon markets, one is high in price and the other is small in quantity.

"Hey, the new one moved in?"

Just when Wang Zhendong was standing at the door, slightly distracted, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice appeared in front of him.

Round, short and fat, with a familiar face shape, who else could this be but Jia Zhang?

Immediately, Wang Zhendong smiled and replied: "Aunt, you are right, I just moved in."

Mr. Jia Zhang was dressed in an earth-blue old cotton-padded jacket, and her whole body was white, plump and clean.

Hearing this, he looked at the tall and tall Wang Zhendong with a smile and a pair of triangular eyes.

"This kind of spirit, you just came back from the army, right?"

Wang Zhendong also laughed, "I came back from my job, aunt, I won't accompany you anymore. It's getting late now."

I still have to clean the room, otherwise I won’t be able to stay there at night..."

On the surface, he was not guilty, but he would not let Jia Zhang get to the bottom of it.

After saying that, he turned around and entered the house and started cleaning.

"Then you are busy, this house needs to be cleaned..."

Jia Zhang said with a smile, because Wang Zhendong was wearing a military uniform, she was a little afraid.

He stretched his head and glanced in the door, and then looked at the big pile of coal piled at the root of the courtyard wall.

Then he turned his round body and walked towards the hanging flower door.

She was going to the public toilet, but she didn't expect to find that the two empty houses in the middle door of the front yard were occupied so quickly.

He is also a retired soldier, and he seems to be older than her Dongxu.

He also looks a bit fierce, not a good person!

I just don’t know if this person has a wife or children...

While thinking about it in her mind, Mrs. Jia Zhang walked out of the door, her hands still inserted into the cuffs of her cotton coat on both sides.

Wang Zhendong, who was cleaning up the room, didn't pay much attention to it. This was just his first contact with Jia Zhang.

Nothing could be seen on the surface, although he had watched TV series and read many fan novels before traveling through time.

However, his understanding is that fan fiction is too dark.

Some of them are illogical and cannot be used as a reference.

We still need to treat it objectively in the future.

Everyone in the hospital, including everyone, still has to make their own judgment.

You can’t rely on fan fiction, and you can’t rely on TV series.

(End of this chapter)