Farmers in the courtyard

“The weather suddenly turned cold and it snowed heavily, so the construction of the acquisition station can only be stopped now.

Zhendong, you come here to work, there won’t be much to do for the time being, the acquisition station is on track, I think it will be after the Spring Festival anyway. "

When the mistress entered the main room in the middle courtyard of the courtyard, stationmaster Liu Derong and Liu were busy working on the coal stove and talking.

After Wang Zhendong heard this, it didn't matter. Anyway, he chose the acquisition station because the work here was very busy.

That's fine. If it snows, the wall will definitely stop. Looking at the scraps purchased, there won't be much.

Then he would have a lot of free time.

"Stationmaster Liu, I just came out of the army and don't know much about the specific work of the station. I will have to learn from you in the future.

I came here today thinking that I would ask you for a few days off after completing the work. "

Liu Derong is a cheerful person. He laughed and said: "I don't understand the work of the purchasing station either.

We study together, and there is actually nothing to learn. You don’t need to take leave. I know you have just arranged a house, so you must have a lot to do.

If you have something to do, go and do it, and come back when you're done.

Anyway, there's nothing going on here, and I just stare at you at work.

The staff consists of an accountant, a weigher, two sorting temporary workers, and a gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper has been ill for the past two days and has not come. "

Wang Zhendong was speechless. The man watching the door could not come.

But I did make the right choice here, it’s a good unit.

After Liu Derong finished the coal stove, he went through the formalities for Wang Zhendong. After that, the two smoked and chatted for a while.

Wang Zhendong said goodbye. He still had to go to the grain store to get a grain book and get grain stamps.

By the time we came out of the grain store, it was already past nine o'clock.

Then I went to a commission store near Di’anmen to buy simple furniture.

Commissioned stores are actually second-hand markets, and there are many second-hand markets like Sijiucheng.

Wang Zhendong bought an Eight Immortals table, four long benches, two chairs, a tea table between the chairs, and a half cabinet that can hold a thermos bottle.

An incense table, a wooden washstand, a cupboard, a chest of drawers, two small chests of drawers, a hanging wardrobe, etc.

I also bought a second-hand bicycle by the way, also from a commission store.

Wang Zhendong magically discovered that this commissioned store actually sold European four-wheel carriages.

The carriage has doors and is beautifully made. Although it is an old item, it still has some collectible value.

In a few years, it will probably be impossible to find something like this again.

If I have a chance in the future, I will buy one and put it in my space.

It happened that he had a horse in his space, so he drove the four-wheeled carriage around when he had nothing to do.

The bosses packed up the furniture Wang Zhendong bought and took it away. Wang Zhendong rode his bicycle and passed by a barrel shop.

Fortunately, I bought two buckets and a half-pull gourd to ladle water. The gourd and gourd actually cost a dime.

I also bought a urine bucket with a lid. This thing is indispensable. I have to put it under the eaves of the door for a show.

After some tossing, Wang Zhendong realized that he didn't have much money left, with only more than ninety yuan left.

After placing the furniture, he had to go to the department store.

You have to bring something with you when you go back to your hometown. When you leave, you must leave some money for the old man.

It seems that I have to make money if I have the opportunity in the future. The salary is high, but there are also many places to spend money.

My hometown must give me some money every month, and the families of the five comrades who sacrificed their lives must also send me some money without any hesitation.

His income from the army can only help five people. Even if he makes money in the future, he can just maintain these five people.

Too much will cause unnecessary trouble.

Having experienced a brutal war, he did this just to make himself feel better.

Perhaps it was the spiritual comfort that prevented him from always appearing in his dreams with the tragic scenes of war.

Wang Zhendong now believes that there is some kind of war syndrome in later generations.

Although he has a golden finger after time travel, he is still an ordinary person after all, not a god.

Faced with the tragedy of those years, no one can escape the psychological shock.

Too many people died...

The bosses helped unload the furniture and move it into his room in the courtyard.

Wang Zhendong gave each person two cigarettes, and each person gave another 20 cents. The bosses left with a smile.

Since it was close to noon and there was a lot of movement, many people came to watch the excitement in the front and middle yards.

They are all aunts, aunts, and wives. There are almost no men, and they all go to work.

Now I work in a factory and don’t go home at noon. I always have lunch in the factory cafeteria.

Wang Zhendong finally met the third aunt, the first aunt, and some of the neighbors.

Today, Saturday, all the older children in the yard went to school, and the ones being taken by the aunts and uncles were also little ones.

Next to Mrs. Jia Zhang, stood Qin Huairu, holding a two-year-old girl in her arms.

The legendary thief of the Siheyuan, Comrade Jia Geng, was led by Jia Zhang and was still a little boy of about five years old.

She is tall and pink, fair and plump, with a good face, but her small eyes are very lively and move around.

Wang Zhendong sighed in his heart, it's a pity that he will grow crooked in the future.

There is an ancient saying that one was born in a deep palace and grew up in the hands of a woman. Although Jia Geng was not born in a deep palace, he was destroyed at the hands of Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu.

Therefore, it is still very important to find what kind of wife you want.

Even if Jia Dongxu doesn't die, Jia Geng will still grow crooked given Jia Dongxu's gloomy temper.

I was thinking about it, but I didn't chat with the aunties, and I didn't give any candy to the children.

Haven't bought it yet.

He smiled at everyone and started taking care of the house.

After the furniture was arranged and arranged, the people outside dispersed, and no enthusiastic aunt came over to help him scrub.

There is no fan novel in which Qin Huairu takes the initiative to help and wants to take advantage.

Of course, Jia Dongxu is not dead yet, and Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu are not yet good at scheming people all day long.

Even the third aunt didn't help to get closer, so this was realistic. After all, he had just moved in and was still a stranger.

Even if Yan Bugui wanted to get acquainted with him first, he would not blatantly take advantage.

Let alone stealing. In this day and age, stealing other people's things is a crime and absolutely impossible.

This is why no one locks the door. One person in the courtyard locks the door to prevent thieves. There are always people in the courtyard, so who should they be guarding against?

In addition, no one really dares to steal anything, so there is no need to lock the door.

In fan fiction, Wang Zhendong never encountered conflicts as soon as he moved in.

He was a little disappointed. By the way, Xu Damao hadn't seen him yet.

There are also Yan Jiecheng and several people from Liu Haizhong's family who haven't seen them yet. The deaf old lady and He Yuyu haven't seen them either.

Of course, Wang Zhendong is just curious and interested in these people, and there is no conflict or conflict, which is also a good thing for him.

The relationship should be as good as possible. No one wants to live in trivial matters all day long.

Leisure and relaxation is what he needs.