The Ordinary Road of Siheyuan

When the time came to New Year's Day in 62, He Yuzhu finally didn't have to worry about making a living.

The vegetables in the space are ripening one after another. Recently, He Yuzhu has kept a low profile. He doesn’t eat breakfast in the cafeteria every day. He steams white flour steamed buns, and uses tomato sauce, lettuce, meat sauce, and pickles to make simple burgers!
In less than two months, the only vegetables in the space were cabbage, lettuce and water spinach were ripe, and there were too many vegetables, which couldn't stop He Yuzhu's blazing heart, and ran to the Pigeon Market to exchange for other things.

The ketchup and pickles were bought in a Moscow restaurant, which is the famous old Moxi restaurant at the moment, and the tableware is all silver.

These days, fresh vegetables are precious, and only the trains going north will bring back some, not many.

This is so delicious, it swallowed the tongues of both brothers and sisters.

The doors and windows are closed, and it is a cold day, and no one knows the hot meat sauce.

Repeatedly told He Yushui to keep it secret, the brothers and sisters are still highly consistent in this respect.

He Yuzhu, who wants to understand, has recently become obsessed with the library, because it is a six-day work system, and weekends are compulsory labor days, as long as there are people on duty in the cafeteria.

He Yuzhu is rarely on duty, and rides to the library of Shuimu University every weekend whenever he is free, not for anything else, just to save those lost lambs.

Hard work paid off, and He Yuzhu finally spotted the target a few days ago.

Mizuki University, a third-year student in the Department of History, Yang Zhen.

Although there is a history department at the moment, it is just a name, and the main study is engineering, with only a small amount of history.

He Yuzhu has been really emotional these days. I know that Yang Zhen met by chance last week. Yang Zhen's group is discussing the issue of the Paris Commune with another group. The discussion is equivalent to a debate. The students spontaneously organizational.

College students in this period have a fearless feeling of worrying about the country and the people, worrying about the world's worries first, and enjoying the world's joys later. Students from top universities especially think that they have a historical mission!

Through their discussion, He Yuzhu found that there is no shortage of pioneers and people who open their eyes to see the world in any period, which is simply incomparable with the flies in the courtyard.

In a short period of time, He Yuzhu was deeply involved and couldn't extricate himself. This girl who looked like the goddess of Douyin in later generations was deeply engraved in He Yuzhu's mind.

He Yuzhu remembered the sentences in the Book of Songs.

My fair lady, I long for it.poo.Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.

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He Yuzhu planned dozens of excuses to strike up a conversation, but he rejected them all. He was too afraid of missing them, but he has asked for leave every day for the past few days and has attracted the attention of some people in the library.

Yang Zhen is a very capable girl. She is nearly 1.7 meters tall. Her hair is tied up instead of the popular braids. She wears a cotton coat that doesn't look bulky at all, and a pair of white calfskin boots.

It can be said that:
Pretty like a peach in three springs, pure and simple like a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

A sprig of red fragrant dew condensed fragrant, Yunyu Wushan heartbroken in vain.

Although it is a cold winter, He Yuzhu still feels that his spring is coming.

Do you want to say those earthy love words in your mind?
Forget it, Shuimu's security guard heard that he was a retired soldier, so it's better not to try it.

Where should I start? Listening to their discussion, this IQ also crushes He Yuzhu. If it weren't for the knowledge of the information explosion in later generations, He Yuzhu would really feel ashamed and run away.

Not to mention that He Yuzhu's side is still pretending to be a cultural person, and there are moths in the courtyard again.

Since the last time Xu Damao and Jia Dongxu called each other brother and brother, and it was souvenirs and wine appointments, he opened the door to a new world for Jia Dongxu's mother, Jia Zhang, and found his life goal.

Jia's family still needs face now. Jia Dongxu's father hasn't died for a few years. Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu live in harmony and get along. Everyone is poor and lives like that, so Jia Zhang's family is suppressed.

Life is better now, and the gap between the rich and the poor has widened a bit. For example, the salary of the elder brother is 99 yuan, and the average monthly income of the old couple is almost 50 yuan!He is well above the middle class, but because he is too majestic and upright, no one dares to take advantage of it.

The second uncle’s family is worse, but at least 80 yuan is more than enough to support a family of five. Now there are 4 members, the eldest has moved away, and the second uncle can’t be an official. Shake the prestige.

The third uncle's family is too far behind! The 6 people all pointed to the 27.5 yuan income of the third uncle. If they were not good at calculating, they might not be able to make it through.

The Jia family now has five members, and they all live on the wages of Jia Dongxu's first-class fitter. As mentioned earlier, the Jia family has a grandpa to help, and Qin Huairu is also diligent, more than the top and the bottom.

These few households are the most representative ones, and the other households are similar to the third master and the Jia family. Few people complain about anything. Compared with ten years ago, they are happy now!

Jiazhang looked at the half bag of dried mushrooms and a long bunch of garlic that Xu Damao sent that day, and he awakened the blood inheritance: My family is not doing well, why should your family be doing well? It should be given to my family, and I can't see those who are not as good as her family.

Now that Banggeng is on winter vacation, Mrs. Jia Zhang watched Xu Damao come back with local specialties every day, so he asked Banggeng to ask for it. Banggeng was still young and knew how to take care of face. Every time it was Uncle Da Mao, Uncle Da Mao yelled.

It was okay the first few times, but after more times, Xu Damao became unhappy, no, last time Xu Damao only gave the stick half a corn, and told him not to come to ask for it again.

The stick couldn't bear it, and decided not to ask for it anymore, but who is Jia Zhang, who is a deadly expert, tell the stick to take it and run away, and see what Xu Damao can do.

Today is January 1th, the seventh day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, and tomorrow is Laba. Xu Damao, who has been busy for a year, decided to reward himself. He came back with a whole duck. Northerners like to eat chicken more than duck.But there is no way, it is also difficult for fellow villagers!

When the stick saw the duck hanging on Xu Damao's handlebar, his eyes immediately glowed golden. The stick, who hadn't tasted meat in half a year, immediately forgot everything else. He only remembered what grandma said. You brought it back and grandma made it for you. Feed my grandson.

The key point is that Mrs. Jia and Zhang didn't know that what Xu Damao brought today was meat. A whole duck can be raised for a year, and it weighs six to seven catties!At the moment, free-range chickens and ducks are raised in rural areas, and they basically don’t feed them. They look for food by themselves, so they don’t grow fast.

I saw the good guy with a swish and rushed over, picked up the duck and ran away.

Xu Damao, who was walking in the middle courtyard and looking towards He Yuzhu's room, was taken aback. He walked so slowly to show off to Silly Zhu. In a blink of an eye, the duck disappeared. Seeing the figure who had just run into the room, Xu Damao was furious!

Immediately rushing to Jia's house, Jia Zhang didn't even have time to close the door, and was barged in by Xu Damao, who didn't know that Jia Zhang who had caused trouble saw the vicious Xu Damao, and immediately refused.

"Xu Damao! What are you going to do!" The wicked always strike first.

"Aunt Jia, it's your fault. Didn't you watch? He stole my duck!" Xu Damao showed no sign of weakness.

After hearing the news, everyone who came here took their seats one after another, waiting to eat melons.

Jia Dongxu, who just came back from get off work, only saw Xu Damao blocking the door of his house and yelling. This is bullying to the fullest, and he can't bear it.

It's true that the wicked have their own grind.

Jia Dongxu flew up from behind and kicked Xu Damao like a dog, and he was beaten up when he sat on it. No matter how many local products there are, they are not as important as the old lady and children.

Xu Damao was directly beaten up, and he didn't fight back at all. At this moment, the crowd who watched the excitement rushed over to start a fight. A few young people pulled Jia Dongxu up, ignoring Xu Damao who was on the ground. He didn't fight anymore, and stood up.

Jia Zhang took the opportunity to leave a few paw prints on Xu Damao's face.

In the evening, there will be another meeting of the whole hospital. This time it is a big melon, and everyone is looking forward to it. Some even come out to eat with some pickles in cold weather, for fear of missing the good show.

It took Xu Damao a while to recover. After feeling his body, he felt that there was no need to go to the hospital, so he went home to rest, and waited for revenge at night. If he didn't give a satisfactory explanation this time, he insisted on stabbing him to the street and the police station.