Life in siheyuan era

Mo Youji believed that the two were destined, and Zhou Zhiyuan thought so too, but he was cautious about the matter of apprenticeship.

"A teacher is like a father." When it rises to this level, one cannot be careless, and Zhou Zhiyuan's thinking is relatively traditional.

Moreover, he still had doubts about the antique business and didn't know if he was suitable.

He had unique ideas about suitability. In his dream, he wrote official documents for a lifetime but always felt that it didn't suit him.

Men fear entering the wrong profession. Once they enter this profession without any comprehension, they can only follow others step by step.

This involves the issue of innovation. In terms of writing, he could only follow the rules, but in terms of martial arts, he could understand one thing from another and come up with many wonderful ideas.

However, in a peaceful environment, martial arts can only be used as a way to strengthen the body.

This is a social environment that strives to improve the quality of life. Those who only know how to punch and kick will be eliminated by society.

He didn't want to be eliminated. As soon as he took off his military uniform, he had to consider making money.

This idea was correct, but it had to conform to the social environment at the time. The country was developing from poverty to material abundance, and it also had to get rid of the control of powerful countries. The pace of independent development was heavy and powerful. In this process of accumulation, the government's control of materials was the only way to ensure fairness.

In this environment, his path to making money was very narrow, and antiques and calligraphy were a good option.

However, this path had a high technical content and required some research before making a decision. Suitability was the key.

While pondering, Zhou Zhiyuan walked onto Yong'an Street and followed this street towards Xingyi Street.

In the residential area on the east side of Xingyi Street, there was a courtyard house. On one side of the gate of this courtyard house hung the sign of the Xingyi Street Office. There were also grain management offices, housing management offices, and sanitation offices in this courtyard.

Not far from this courtyard house, about a ten-minute walk away, the Xingyi Police Station's sign hung in front of another courtyard house.

The Xingyi Street Office's jurisdiction included two streets and one road, namely Xingyi Street, Yongning Street, and Xinji Road.

Yongning Street had an elementary school called Yongning Elementary School, and there was a middle school, the Twenty-Third Middle School, twenty minutes away.

This information was investigated and clarified yesterday afternoon. This afternoon, this information must be detailed, especially this elementary school should be thoroughly investigated.

This was an enclosed space surrounded by a brick wall more than two meters high. Through the fence in front of the gate, he saw several rows of buildings inside, one horizontal and two vertical, like a courtyard house. A flagpole stood on the platform in front of the main room, flying a bright red flag.

Zhou Zhiyuan walked around the wall and came to the front of the school gate. Standing in a remote place, he took out a small notebook from his satchel, squatted down, and opened the notebook to record.

"There are a total of five buildings in the campus, all of which are bungalows. One of them should be the office space for administration, logistics, and teachers, and the other is a toilet."

After writing this, he carefully calculated and continued to write: "There should be about thirty classrooms in the school. Based on forty students per classroom, there should be more than 1,200 students in the school..."

While writing this, he glanced at the pair of black women's cloth shoes next to him and heard a clear voice say: "What are you writing?"

"Reconnaissance record."

Zhou Zhiyuan replied and stood up, seeing Fang Nan standing aside staring at the buildings in the campus. He heard her say in a deep voice: "Yongning Elementary School is too far from Yong'an Street. Persuade Lanbo to wait a little longer. I'll find a way to transfer you to Yong'an Street, and Lanbo can teach at Sunshine Elementary School."

Fang Nan spoke with a commanding tone.

Zhou Zhiyuan replied faintly: "Do you think Lanbo came for me? Zhou Zhiyuan is just an excuse or a backup."

"He doesn't want to rely on anyone and won't act according to other people's ideas. When you decide something for him, your relationship will be estranged."

These words were a bit heavy.

Fang Nan turned to look at him, a displeased expression on her face, and turned her head back and said slowly: "You know Lanbo very well."

"Do you know why we became brothers?"

Zhou Zhiyuan asked a question. Seeing Fang Nan shake her head slightly, he said faintly: "Many of our ideas are surprisingly consistent."

This sentence made Fang Nan ponder.

Zhou Zhiyuan sighed softly and said: "Lanbo often mentioned you to me. In his narration, you are a smart, lively, beautiful, and kind girl."

"But what I see is a woman who is good at calculating and has the temperament of a superior. Lanbo forgot one thing, people change."

"If you don't want to lose Lanbo, go back to the girl you were two years ago. You need Lanbo's protection, not you protecting him."

These words were even heavier.

Fang Nan pondered for a while and suddenly asked: "How old are you?"

But in this regard, he was a contradictory person. After saying certain words, he began to regret and conduct self-examination again, but he heard Fang Nan say: "Have you ever thought about it, this journey is quite far?"

Fang Nan changed the subject, and he couldn't help but speak again, replying in a deep voice: "It's not far. Riding a bicycle from Yong'an Street, turning into West Second Road via Fengxiang Road, and then taking Xingyi Street straight to Yongning Street, arriving at the gate of Yongning Elementary School, it takes twenty-five minutes to ride fast and thirty-five minutes to ride slowly, which can satisfy Lanbo's amount of exercise."

He surveyed the outer route very accurately and expressed it accurately through language. This was a good aspect of opening up the speaking pattern.

But Fang Nan was not satisfied and looked at him again, saying in a deep voice: "The information in the campus is not clear."

"It's not important. Lanbo is just a substitute teacher. Just be a good kid king."

Hearing Zhou Zhiyuan's reply, Fang Nan asked in a deep voice: "Is this why you asked him to be a substitute teacher?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied slowly: "Lanbo accepted my suggestion because it conformed to his thinking. Don't forget, he is a platoon leader, and I am a squad leader."

These words made Fang Nan silent again for a while, and then she said faintly: "Squad leader Zhou, continue to be a good squad leader."

After saying this, Fang Nan rode away on her bicycle. Zhou Zhiyuan frowned slightly as he watched her back. He could feel Fang Nan's dissatisfaction with him.

But after thinking for a while, he let out a chuckle and threw this question to the back of his mind. If it weren't for Shen Lanbo, there would be no connection between him and Fang Nan, so why bother caring about her attitude?

Leaving aside Fang Nan's question, Zhou Zhiyuan walked towards Ping'an Hutong and bought two bottles of Erguotou at the store.

The Ping'an Hutong store only had these two bottles of baijiu. It mainly sold bulk baijiu. Zhou Zhiyuan's purchase of the store's stock made Zhao Ping happy. He tied the two bottles of wine together with hemp rope and asked lightly: "Who are you visiting again?"

"Someone is giving me a welcome dinner tonight. I can't go empty-handed." He wouldn't say that Silly Zhu was giving him a welcome dinner by name.

Zhao Ping smiled and said: "Uncle Zhao will give you a welcome dinner someday."

Zhang Shan followed up and said: "I'm in line."

Their attitude made Zhou Zhiyuan react. He asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zhao, how much is your bulk baijiu per catty?"

Zhao Ping immediately replied: "Uncle Zhao is giving you a welcome dinner, and you're bringing bulk baijiu?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied with a sad face: "I suddenly realized that I bought the wrong thing. I want to return these two bottles of wine and buy two catties of bulk baijiu."

From Zhao Ping and Zhang Shan's attitude, Zhou Zhiyuan knew that his behavior was divorced from social reality. Giving away two bottles of Erguotou was for giving gifts, not for attending a welcome dinner.

But there is no regret medicine in the world. Zhao Ping refused decisively, "This store is genuine and honest, no returns once sold. Zhiyuan, take a look at my family's pickled mustard tuber, and soybean paste, all made by your Aunt Zhao and Aunt Zhang."

Zhao Ping peddled his goods, and Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and replied: "I must talk to my parents about it when I go home. Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhang, you are such good people, why don't my parents buy soybean paste and pickled mustard tuber here?"

Zhao Ping immediately replied: "Don't say that when you go home. Your parents buy everything here. They only buy outside when we don't have it."

"That's right." Zhou Zhiyuan affirmed, and walked out of the store with two bottles of wine.

Zhao Ping watched his back and said happily: "This kid has brains and can talk, he won't be bad in the future."

He was optimistic about Zhou Zhiyuan, and also got Zhang Shan's support.

But Zhou Zhiyuan didn't know their views. He walked into the courtyard house and saw that the Third Aunt and Aunt Wang were busy in the kitchen. He didn't need to say hello.

Walking into the middle courtyard, he saw that the First Aunt and Jia Zhangshi were also preparing dinner.

He went to his room, put down two bottles of Erguotou, carefully took out three copies of "Ancient Studies" from his satchel and put them on the desk, and put the two bottles of wine in his satchel and hung it on the back of the chair.

Then he walked into the kitchen and considered for a while, took some corn flour, put it in a basin, poured water and mixed it into dough. Feeling that it was okay, he took a cabbage, two potatoes, and a large radish, and carried the vegetable washing basin to the sink to wash the vegetables.

Seeing him standing by the sink washing vegetables, three small heads were revealed in the window of Qin Huairu's house. Bang Geng, Xiaodang, and Huaihua were still full of curiosity about him.

The First Aunt came out and asked: "Zhiyuan, can you cook?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied loudly: "If I can't, I'll learn."

"That's the principle." The First Aunt affirmed and walked over, revealing today's information.

"Why is Zhou Zhiyuan protecting Lou Xiao'e?" This topic really fermented in the courtyard. The Second Aunt and Third Aunt suspected that the relationship between the two was impure. Jia Zhangshi leaned towards them, while Aunt Wang remained silent.

In this unfavorable situation, the First Aunt resolutely resisted the unhealthy trend and insisted on Zhou Zhiyuan's innocence.

But her resistance almost fell short because of a sentence from Jia Zhangshi.

"You are protecting him because you want to adopt a godson."

Zhou Zhiyuan punished Bang Geng's three children, and Jia Zhangshi had a grudge against him. A sentence made the First Aunt lose her impartial position.

Fortunately, the Deaf Old Lady walked into the middle courtyard with a cane. After listening to the discussion of several aunts, she solemnly said: "Have you forgotten the scene at that time? Zhou Zhining spoke first, and was stopped by Zhou Zhiyuan. He spoke for his brother in order to retaliate against Xu Damao."

The Deaf Old Lady's words made everyone think carefully, and the scene at that time appeared in their minds.

Zhou Zhining spoke first: "That's not right..."

Zhou Zhiyuan then smiled and said: "Brother, I just came back. How about showing my face in front of the three uncles and neighbors?"

Thinking of this scene, the aunts suddenly realized that Zhou Zhiyuan was going for Xu Damao.