Farmers in the courtyard

Chapter 3 Chapter 003: Keep a low profile when you first come here
"Dongxu, the snow came early this year. Let's take some time tomorrow to buy coal."

As evening approached, the sky became darker and darker, and there were scattered snowflakes in the sky.

A group of three people also arrived at the gate of No. 95 Courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai, who was dressed in work clothes, said casually as he walked up the steps and entered. Jia Dongxu, who followed him, also hummed.

And He Yuzhu, who was at the back, smiled and said: "Master, why don't you take me with you? I want to buy coal too."

Hearing this, Jia Dongxu's face turned slightly red. Judging from Silly Zhu's tone and laughter, he knew what this guy was implying.

He turned around and glared at Silly Zhu, somewhat annoyed by this guy's teasing.

However, Yi Zhonghai kept a straight face and ignored Silly Zhu.

How could he not know that Silly Zhu was saying that he wanted to subsidize the Jia family again? This was his original plan.

They bought coal together, he paid for it, and Jia Dongxu helped out with him.

From accepting Jia Dongxu as his apprentice to providing subsidies from time to time, what is he doing for?
Naturally, I hope that Jia Dongxu can remember his kindness, and that the Jia family can also remember these kindnesses.

The fundamental reason is that he has no descendants.

If you have no children, you will have no family, and you will be miserable when you grow old.

Although it is already a new society, there is no such tragic thing as the old society's deprivation of households.

But some deep-rooted things cannot be changed by simply changing them, so he had to make plans in advance.

Including Silly Zhu, they are all his targets.

This was also the reason why he ignored Silly Zhu's joking words.

But he also knew that Silly Zhu was just talking nonsense and joking, and didn't know what he really thought.

Silly Zhu is still young and cannot tell.

But several old guys in the yard, including Jia Zhang, must have figured out his thoughts.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was silent, He Yuzhu curled his lips and stopped teasing.

Glancing at Jia Dongxu's back, he didn't feel very comfortable.

Jia Dongxu is good-looking, but his figure and appearance are not comparable to his, so he has felt very uncomfortable with him in the past few years.

It's just that it doesn't show on the surface. After all, we are in a yard and a factory.

Look up and see down.

It's not hatred, the essence is envy, jealousy and hatred, and he knows this in his heart.

It turned out that there was no discomfort, it turned out that he and Jia Dongxu were still good buddies.

But since Jia Dongxu married a beautiful wife.

He gradually felt uncomfortable.

Sister-in-law Huairu is real...

He hid these little thoughts very deeply.

In fact, it is normal for a 22-year-old to have these thoughts.

The three of them quickly passed through the hanging flower door, but they saw that the light was on in the east room of the middle door.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, was standing at the door, chatting with a young man in military uniform.

Upon seeing this situation, the three of them knew that a new person had moved in, and they immediately walked over.

"Old Yan."

Yi Zhonghai first called Yan Bugui, and then looked at Wang Zhendong when he reached the door.

Yan Bugui raised his glasses habitually with his hand before replying: "Lao Yi, you guys are off work. It's quite cold today..."

Wang Zhendong naturally recognized two of the three people who came to the door. The other guessed that it should be Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu looks good, a little handsome and a little fair.

He immediately took out the cigarettes from the front door with a smile and handed them to the three of them.

"My name is Wang Zhendong. I came back from the army. I just moved in today. I hope you will bear with me in the future."

The three of them took the cigarettes, and Yi Zhonghai smiled and said: "My name is Yi Zhonghai, and I live in the east wing of the central courtyard. This is my apprentice Jia Dongxu, who lives in the west wing of the central courtyard.

We all work at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. I wonder which unit Comrade Wang is assigned to? "

Yi Zhonghai did not introduce He Yuzhu, which made He Yuzhu a little depressed, and said directly to Wang Zhendong: "My name is He Yuzhu, a cook at the steel rolling mill.

Man, you look very majestic at first glance. You must be a fighting hero. I will treat you to a drink some other time when I have time. "

Silly Zhu's character is completely opposite to Jia Dongxu's.

After Yi Zhonghai introduced Jia Dongxu, Jia Dongxu just nodded slightly to Wang Zhendong without saying a word, not even a smile.

He just looked at him with a pair of triangular eyes like Jia Zhang's.

Wang Zhendong felt that this person was a bit gloomy, and at first glance he seemed to be a thoughtful person.

And when Silly Zhu met him for the first time, he invited him to drink. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he had a very good personality.

It suits the person quite well.

As for Yi Zhonghai, nothing can be seen for the time being. His first impression is quite satisfactory. His face is very good, square and upright, and he seems to be a good person at first glance.

He has the appearance of a positive character, unlike Xu Damao who looks like a villain at first glance.

It is indeed sanctimonious! "Okay, I have time for a drink." Silly Zhu replied first, and then said to Yi Zhonghai: "Master Yi, I am assigned to the scrap collection station, at the entrance of Daxing Hutong."

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said with a smile: "It's very close to your commute. Okay, since your room hasn't been cleaned yet, we have to go home for dinner, so I won't disturb you."

Wang Zhendong sent each other off with a smile and said, "Then when everything is settled, come to my place for tea, and we guys can have a good chat..."

Jia Dongxu followed Yi Zhonghai and left without making a sound, but He Yuzhu said to Wang Zhendong: "See you later, gentlemen."

After saying that, he glanced at Yan Bugui who was standing still, turned around and left.

Wang Zhendong smiled, and then looked at Yan Bugui, "Teacher Yan, is there anything else?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, you're busy, you're busy..."

As he spoke, he took two steps back before turning around and walking towards his home.

Wang Zhendong naturally understood Yan Bugui's thoughts. He had just arrived, and Yan Bugui naturally wanted to see if he could make friends with him.

The purpose of trying to get a feel for his character is to wonder if I can get some benefits from him.

Regarding this, Wang Zhendong also agreed. There are benefits, but they cannot be given away in vain.

At this time, many people came back from get off work one after another, and it seemed that the courtyard suddenly became popular.

But almost no one went to Wang Zhendong Gate to see it.

It's a cold day and I'm exhausted after a day at work. Who has the heart to meddle in such nosy things?

Whoever lives in the courtyard has little to do with them.

Besides, if you just moved in and are not familiar with each other, no one will come over and strike up a conversation.

Of course, the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, passed by after get off work and went over to chat with Wang Zhendong for a few words, neither cold nor hot.

Wang Zhendong was naturally equally polite, offering cigarettes and so on, with a very low attitude.

When I first came here, I had no grudges or hatred, and I didn’t want to offend anyone.

It's not like he was pissed off by these people after watching a TV show.

Of course, when someone looked over curiously, he still smiled and nodded in greeting, while also piling the garbage in the house toward the door.

I'll throw it away when I have time tomorrow.

Although he has space, he still needs to do superficial work.

This has been a habit developed in the Northern Dynasties and Northeast China.

Details are important, especially in this era, when abnormalities will attract others' attention.

The house had been cleaned and empty, but the coal stove had been lit and the smoke pipe had been installed and extended outside.

Later, we will take some red-hot briquettes and ignite the coal in the kang hole.

Close the door, take out a small bench from the space, place it next to the coal stove, and take out a kettle.

There was clear water in the pot and it was placed on the coal stove.

Then he took off the net bag hanging on a nail in the window frame and took out the enamel jar, which was brought back from the army.

Hang up the net bag again, again, just do it superficially.

The bed rolls, clothes, backpacks, and daily necessities in the net bags are all visible to the public.

I poured some water from the kettle, washed the enamel jar, and poured the water directly on the floor of the house after washing.

Sit on a small stool and place the enamel jar on the iron plate at the mouth of the coal stove.

Then a bamboo tube suddenly appeared in his hand. This was a tea box he made himself.

He unplugged the cork, put some tea leaves into the enamel jar, and plugged it again.

He did not put the tea tube into the space, but casually placed it on the windowsill.

I've been running back and forth for the past two days, but I haven't had a good cup of tea yet, and now I can finally take a good rest.

As for dinner, he is not in a hurry and will go into the space to make it later.

He took out his large front door cigarettes, lit one for himself, and began to think about the furniture.

I won't do any decoration. At most, I will get some yellow mud tomorrow and paste it on the edge of the kang.

Tables, chairs, benches, cupboards, etc. Let’s go to some market tomorrow to have a look.

Of course, you have to prepare a urine bucket. This is an indispensable thing. Even if you are just making a show, you have to prepare one.

Don't talk about enamel spittoons, just go to the bucket store and buy a wooden urine bucket with a lid. It's cheap and affordable.

In this era, toilets were made of wood.

From the washbasin to the footbath, everything is inseparable from the cooper.

It's not that there are no enamel basins and enamel spittoons, but those things are expensive and the production cannot keep up.

The thermos bottle shells are all made of bamboo.

If you think about it, the prize for model workers in the factory is an enamel jar, and you will understand that this thing is a good thing now.

Just like his enamel jar with a battle hero printed on it.

Of course, many large factory canteens already have enamel basins for eating and serving dishes, but most still use aluminum lunch boxes.

(End of this chapter)