Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

"Ah, another energetic day!"

After an extremely erotic sleep, Lin Beijun felt refreshed and relaxed when he woke up.

"Well, no more, no more, Brother Beijun, please forgive me, or I will be ruined if you continue to play with me."

"Well?......"

Lin Beijun looked at Sister Xueru, who was like a kitten in his arms, in astonishment. He didn't know whether she was talking in her sleep or awake.

Looking at the messy room, the second brother instantly recalled the madness of the two of them last night. He stood up instantly and thought, what are you waiting for?

"Ah~"

......A long time is omitted here.

Lin Beijun held a cigarette in his mouth and looked helplessly at the locked gate. He then looked at Chen Xueru who was staggering towards the house as if she was running for her life, and shook his head. He was driven out by his wife.

"Is it my fault that I'm too strong?"

After complaining in frustration, Lin Beijun climbed into the car and left.

"Hey, Xiaojun, you just came back? What are you carrying?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he met the courtyard gatekeeper Yan Bugui, who was pushing a bicycle and carrying a fishing rod and a tin bucket. Lin Beijun cursed inwardly for his bad luck.

"Is something wrong?"

Lin Beijun didn't want to pay attention to him, but Yan Bugui was willing to pay attention to him.

"Hey, Xiaojun, did you buy a new car? It's a Forever brand, it's not cheap."

Yan Bugui grabbed Lin Beijun's handlebars and looked at him as if he was a lover.

"Hey, stop looking at it, or you'll be unable to pull your eyes out."

"Uh... hey, Xiaojun, if you buy a new car, don't you have to set up a few tables in the yard to entertain people?"

Lin Bei looked at Yan Bugui like an idiot and said in a playful tone, "Why didn't I hear you treat the Third Master to a meal when he bought the car? You're dreaming."

"Hey, isn't the Third Uncle's car an old one? If it was a new one, I would have bought it."

"Haha, if you want to treat me, then let go. I don't have time to deal with you."

"Xiaojun, what are these things filled up in your basket and seat? Can you open my eyes?"

Yan Laoxi is truly worthy of being Yan Laoxi. When he saw that he couldn't get his meal, he immediately set his eyes on the things in Lin Beijun's car. He was like a money-grubber who wanted to take advantage of others. He was as annoying as he could be.

"What's your business? Let go of me."

Lin Beijun glanced at him coldly, slapped Yan Bugui's hand away, and walked inside.

Yan Bugui's expression changed again and again, but he didn't chase after him in the end. He smiled and shouted to Lin Beijun, "This kid, didn't the Third Uncle just want to take a look? Okay, you go ahead, wait for the Third Uncle to come back from fishing and have a drink with you."

After saying that, Yan Bugui hummed a little tune and went out happily.

"Brother Beijun, are you back?"

Wow, I just passed the first checkpoint in the outer courtyard of Courtyard No. 95 and came to the middle courtyard, where I encountered the second checkpoint.

Next to the washbasin in the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu, the goddess of laundry in the courtyard, was looking at the gate of the courtyard while washing clothes absentmindedly as usual.

Lin Beijun was also convinced. Qin Huairu was washing clothes when he came back on the first day. She was washing clothes when he went out the day before yesterday. She was not at home yesterday and she was washing clothes again today.

Do you have to wash so many clothes every day?

Isn’t water free?

Or is soap free?

As soon as she saw Lin Beijun, Qin Huairu was so happy that she immediately threw down her clothes, wiped her hands on her apron, and greeted him enthusiastically, "You bought so many things? Come, I'll help you carry them."

Without waiting for Lin Beijun to speak, he took action directly.

"Hey, hey, hey, mani mani? Do you think I'm Shazhu's lunch box? Are you going to take it home as soon as you get it?"

Lin Beijun did not tolerate this most beautiful girl in the courtyard at all. Although she was pretty and had a great figure, she was such a bad person and he despised her as much as he could.

Qin Huairu's hands froze in place, her face full of embarrassment, her heart full of confusion, how did Lin Beijun know about the lunch box? Since the day he came back, Sha Zhu hasn't brought her a lunch box these days?

"Hey, Brother Beijun, you misunderstood. I didn't rob you. I just wanted to help you."

After all, she is the Green Tea Queen of the Siheyuan. She doesn't blush or feel nervous. Her tone and gesture seem to show that she is more wronged and aggrieved than Dou E.

"Comrade Qin Huairu, please be careful about how we address each other in the future. First of all, we are not familiar with each other. Secondly, you are at most a sister-in-law, not a sister. Also, I am not familiar with you or your family. Please keep your distance."

After saying that, Lin Beijun pushed the cart over.

Qin Huairu looked at Lin Beijun's back with resentment, her heart full of sadness, and murmured softly, "Is Beijun still blaming my family for taking your things? Hey, if it hadn't happened, he would definitely not hate himself so much."

As she thought about it, Qin Huairu squinted her eyes and smiled, 'Even when he loses his temper, he has such personality and is so handsome...'

"Xiaojun is back? What good things did you buy?"

Lin Beijun was speechless. He had finally passed two levels, but why was there a third level in the backyard?

Is it so difficult to go home?

Did this deaf old lady take the wrong medicine today? The deaf old lady who always treated Lin Beijun coldly, was actually sitting at the door of her house and greeting him with a smile today?

Is this the sun rising from the west?

Or am I still drunk and having hallucinations?

Lin Beijun glanced at the deaf old lady, ignored her, and walked home in silence.

The deaf old lady sighed, "Oh, it seems that I was too unkind to this child before. He ignored me. It seems that I have to be nicer to him in the future. Well, all this is for Sha Zhuzi."

"But speaking of which, it was really cool to see Lin Beijun confront that vixen from the Jia family just now."

......

"Huh, I'm finally home. Damn it, I still have to go through so many difficulties to get home."

Arriving at the door of his house, Lin Beijun breathed a sigh of relief and said, if the birds in the yard were to attack him, he would not be afraid, but it was the sight of them all smiling that was scary.

I don't know what bad things are hidden in his mind.

"Northern Army brother, are you back?"

Lin Beijun turned his head in confusion and saw that it was Lu Laoqi who came out of the vacant house in his home. He looked inside the house and saw seven or eight men busying around.

Some were cleaning the walls, some were removing floor tiles, some were removing tiles from the roof, but he was so focused on the beasts in the yard that he didn't notice them.

"Brother Lu is here? Are you busy?"

Lin Beijun asked in surprise.

"Haha, we came here early in the morning because you weren't at home. We were free anyway, so we just did some work."

Lu Laoqi said generously.

Lin Beijun laughed and jokingly said, "Aren't you afraid that I won't pay you for today?"

"Well, you are not that kind of person. Besides, I believe in my craftsmanship. Look, my brother from the Northern Army. This is the sketch I drew."

Lu Laoqi's pupils suddenly shrank, his heart trembled, and he quickly changed the subject, took out the blueprint from his arms and handed it over.

Lin Beijun was just joking, "Okay, Brother Lu, let's go inside and talk."

"Hey, good."

Inside the room, Lin Beijun made tea for Lu Laoqi and looked at it carefully. The drawing was very neatly and professionally drawn. Of course, it was definitely not as beautiful as the computer drawings of later generations, but this hand-drawn drawing was indeed very good.

"Okay, Brother Lu, there's nothing wrong with this blueprint. Let's do it this way. What about the budget? Have you figured it out?"

"Okay, okay, I've calculated it. Please take a look. The preliminary estimate is 500 yuan. I calculated the cost based on your requirements using the best materials I could get. Actually, 400 yuan would have been enough, but you asked me to work day and night. Even if I had to work three shifts, I would have twice as many people as normal, so..."

Seeing that Lin Beijun frowned, he thought he thought the price was too high, so he hurriedly explained nervously.

Lin Beijun smiled and shook his head. "Brother Lu, don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining about the price. I'm just looking at the wood and seeing why there's no Huanghuali or golden nanmu that I mentioned?"

Hearing this, Lu Laoqi breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Brother Beijun, I had to draw the blueprint and make the budget last night, and I had to show it to you this morning. Time is really tight, and I don't have time to go out to find those good materials. But don't worry, I will find those good materials for you while I am repairing the house."

Lin Beijun was satisfied. "Okay, Brother Lu, let's do as you say. By the way, if you can get some good wood, I'll take as much as you can. Hehe, I have a hobby, which is wood carving. If you can get it, I'll give you 10% as a commission."

Lu Laoqi was suddenly excited. One tenth is one tenth of the transaction price. If he bought good materials worth 10 yuan, he could get 1 yuan from Lin Beijun. If it was 100 yuan, that would be 10 yuan, which was a lot.

Moreover, the seller might even get some benefits, which is really a win-win situation.

"Okay, since you, the Northern Army brother, have this hobby, I will definitely bring you some more good stuff."

"Haha, thank you then."

"Brother Lu, this is half of your wages. 250 doesn't sound good, 300 sounds better. And here are these two Xiangshan cigarettes. Take them and give them to your comrades when they are tired from working."

Lin Beijun took out two packs of cigarettes from the package and handed them over along with the money.

"Brothers from the Northern Army, please be generous. Xiangshan is not cheap."

Lin Beijun grinned and said, "Isn't it just so that you can clean up the house for me?"

In the 1960s and 1970s, Beijingers, whether they smoked or not, all knew the following rhyme: "Senior cadres smoke Peony, mid-level cadres smoke Xiangshan, workers, peasants and soldiers smoke 23 cents, and rural cadres smoke big guns."

(Although the Xiangshan brand cigarette factory was built only in 70, and the workers, peasants and soldiers did not start production until the next year, that is, in 1966, but who made me the author? ψ(*｀ー′)ψ)