Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Third Master, let me see. Let's report to the police. Let JC see how much this dried fish is worth."

He Zhiqiang stood beside him and stretched out his hand to take his arm, wanting to walk towards the gate of the courtyard.

"He Zhiqiang, don't make trouble here, Jia Zhang will pay [-] cents and still not pay, and you still have to make a fuss?"

Yi Zhonghai saw that these two people wanted to walk towards the gate of the courtyard. If he reported this trivial matter to the police, wouldn't his status as a master in this courtyard be useless.

"Mom, hurry up and give the thirty cents to the third master. Do you want to go to paichusuo?"

Sitting on the stool, the pain in Jia Dongxu's body was almost relieved, he got up quickly and limped towards Jia Zhang.

"Here, thirty cents will do, son, are you okay?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she turned around and saw her son limping over. She took out [-] cents from her bosom and threw it on the table, and ran to Jia Dongxu to support him.

When He Zhiqiang saw the money and gave it, then the whole hospital meeting should be over, but the whole hospital meeting was not in vain, anyway, he got a lucky card.

"He Zhiqiang, stop for me, you kicked my son like this, and you want to leave without losing money?"

Seeing that He Zhiqiang was about to walk towards the back of the crowd, Jia Zhang quickly ran over and grabbed his arm to stop him and said.

"What are you talking about? I just want to stick my feet out and move around. Who knew that your son insisted on bumping into my feet?"

He Zhiqiang felt that someone was pulling him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be this dead old woman. After hearing what she said, he frowned and said to her.

"Grandpa, look at this He Zhiqiang is really a rascal. He kicked my son like this, and he doesn't plan to lose money?"

Jia Zhangshi was a little afraid that He Zhiqiang would look bad when he looked at him, so she walked to the Eight Immortals table and said to Yi Zhonghai.

"If you have nothing to do, you guys, let's go."

As if Yi Zhonghai didn't hear what she said, he stood up holding a big tea mug, waved his hands towards the crowd and walked towards the middle courtyard.

He doesn't want to take care of the Jia Zhang family's mess anymore, and now the people in the courtyard hate the Jia family the most.

He still doesn't want to get into this muddy water anymore, besides, Jia Dongxu hit He Zhiqiang first and treated him as blind!

Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai and completely ignored her as she walked away with one hand behind her back and the other hand holding a big tea mug.

"Hey, uncle, don't go, why don't you care about this matter, if you don't care, you don't care...

Old Jia, look at your good brother, you are bullying our mother and son together with He Zhiqiang, take your good brother away tonight..."

Jia Zhang looked at his back and yelled a few times, then looked at everyone, and they all started to stand up, bend down and move the benches away.

Angrily, she sat down on the Eight Immortals table and cried, pointing at the entrance of the middle courtyard.

He Zhiqiang gave her a cold look, walked to the back, lifted his bench and walked to the Eight Immortals table.

He quickly reached under the table and lifted it up, and walked towards the middle courtyard without looking sideways.

"boom!"

"Hey!"

"mom!"

Jia Zhang and the Eight Immortals table fell to the ground. Just as Jia Dongxu was about to bend down to pick up the bench, he heard Jia Zhang's screams and hurriedly limped to her side.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Jia Dongxu quickly helped her up and asked with concern.

"Son, it's useless to be a mother, this He Zhiqiang is really deceiving!"

Jia Zhang stood up and looked at him and said.

This He Zhiqiang, don't even think about An Sheng living in this courtyard in the future!

……

He Zhiqiang went back to the house and sat on the bed and bent over to take off his shoes. Lying on the bed, he suddenly thought that the Jia Zhang family could help people cry their graves, and the money should be lenient.

"This damn old woman is absolutely perfect!"

He Zhiqiang looked at the farm in the storage space, there were many chicks, geese and ducks, and the little sow had grown up a bit.

But he obviously didn't give them anything to eat!

Not only did he grow up without starving to death, did he not starve to death if he stayed in the space all the time?

The system finally explained to him that what they eat in the space is prepared by the system.

How much each poultry eats is rationed by it, which belongs to the state of trusteeship.

He Zhiqiang thought about the task of beating Liu Haizhong violently.

This violent beating of Liu Haizhong, Liu Haizhong is an official fan, so he can't beat him without a reason.

the next day.

He Zhiqiang also washes up, eats eggs and drinks boiled water as usual. If he eats like this every day, wouldn't he be full of muscles, and no one would be afraid to see a body full of tendons.

With the passage of time, he felt that his height was growing. It turned out that he was only 1.7 meters one when he came here, and now he is at least 1.7 meters five.

Red Star Rolling Mill

He Zhiqiang looked at the parts in front of him and processed them every day. Now that he is a fourth-level fitter, he didn't want to understand why the system gave him the third-level fitter skills but allowed him to assess the fourth-level fitter.

"He Zhiqiang, you are really skilled in this operation, not bad."

Yi Zhonghai walked up to him with a big tea mug and drank tea, watching his operation and applauding.

"Master, I'm still far behind you. Do you think this is how it works?"

He Zhiqiang lowered his head and polished the gear shaft. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw that it was Yi Zhonghai. He smiled and said to him.

When he was an apprentice before, his master was not Yi Zhonghai.

It was a man named Wang Dashan, a seventh-level fitter. Wang Dashan is now in other workshops, but he is no longer in his workshop.

Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and he brought Jia Dongxu because of his relationship with Lao Jia.

Who knew that Jia Dongxu was so stupid, he had been working for several years and was still a second-level fitter.

"That's right, that's right, it's done in this way. Zhiqiang, you are really a rare talent in this field of fitters."

Yi Zhonghai looked at his operation and his studious attitude, and he and Jia Dongxu were in perfect harmony. Why didn't he accept He Zhiqiang as his apprentice back then.

Jia Dongxu was working in the distance and saw all this before his eyes. Even Yi Zhonghai, his master, wanted to flatter He Zhiqiang. What is so good about He Zhiqiang!

"Okay, you can do it and I won't bother you. Ask me if you don't understand anything in the future."

Yi Zhonghai took a sip of tea from the big tea mug and said to him with a smile.

"Okay, sir."

He Zhiqiang looked at him and nodded and finished speaking, and continued to polish the gear shaft, and finish cooking early!

After a while, he heard Yi Zhonghai's scolding sound not far away, and he looked up.

"How did you process it, is this a small flaw?

Jia Dongxu, do you know that materials are scarce now, and you can't even process a gear shaft well? "

Yi Zhonghai stood beside Jia Dongxu and said, pointing at him with one hand and holding a big tea mug in the other.

"Master, this is a bit flawed, you can see that it's all good."

Jia Dongxu looked at the slightly flawed gear shaft on his finger, this old thing was looking for him.

Although I thought so in my heart, I showed him the good gear shaft.