Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

"Yes, Guohua, you can't learn bad things from others outside. When you have nothing to do, just play with your ancient wheel horse in the yard, don't go out and wander around!"

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses and said in agreement. As for what the ancient wheel horse he was talking about was, Li Guohua didn't understand.

"Uncle, you are busy. My brother and I will go back first."

After the little girl Camellia finished speaking, she pulled Li Guohua and walked away. Li Guohua did not resist and followed Camellia into the courtyard.

The third uncle Yan Bugui was left alone outside, shaking his head and sighing, "Ah, such a good person, with such a good job assigned to him, but he was stunned by the bomb. It's all fate."

After following Camellia through the gate of the courtyard, it seemed that there was not a real courtyard inside, but more like a small corridor.

There were also a few small houses on the side, like gatehouses or something like that. There were people living in them, and when they saw Camellia coming in, they greeted her warmly.

"Hello, Sister Camellia!"

"Camellia is back!"

"My daughter is back? Oh, did you find the second child?"

An old man in his fifties, wearing a worn white T-shirt, was fiddling with something on the ground in front of his house. When he saw Chahua and Li Guohua come in, he called out to them in a friendly manner.

"Hello, Uncle Fang, we found our second brother. We'll go back first!"

Following Camellia, I passed through another door and finally arrived at a courtyard. It was very spacious, as big as the courtyard of my own old house in later generations.

Our old house is an adobe house, built by several close relatives. The yard is in the shape of a U with a well in the middle. There are more than a dozen houses, and six families live in it.

The yard in front of me is no smaller than my own yard, and it is made of blue bricks and red tiles everywhere. Although many places look a bit dilapidated, it is still incomparable to my small yard.

This should be the front yard of the courtyard house, the territory of the third uncle "Yan Bugui". It seems that there are at least five or six households living in the front yard.

Xiao Chahua greeted a few people she knew and then pulled Li Guohua to continue walking inside.

After passing through another door, we arrived at the legendary central courtyard.

Wow, it’s so lively! The middle courtyard is much bigger than the front yard. There are several big locust trees planted in the yard. No wonder everyone goes to the middle courtyard when there is a meeting in TV dramas.

I saw a bunch of young girls and wives washing and scrubbing by the pool.

Although it is summer, many people are still wearing thick work clothes. They should all work in steel mills. Working in steel mills often requires close to high temperatures. Although wearing clothes is hot, it is safer, so many people have to wear thick work clothes in summer.

The most eye-catching one among them is a beautiful young wife, with curved thin eyebrows and a pair of almond-shaped eyes that sometimes narrowed and sometimes opened wide, as if they could speak.

The skin exposed on her body was fair and delicate, and even without makeup she looked more delicate than many later stars. She was wearing a new shirt made of floral cloth, and because of the heat, she had the top two buttons undone.

When she bent down to wash clothes, she could still see her deep cleavage. As he kept rubbing the clothes, the cleavage began to sway.

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but her little lips secretly curled up.

Who else could it be but the legendary pretty widow Qin Huairu? She was really beautiful. No wonder she became so popular in the steel mill.

It is only 58 years now, Jia Dongxu is still alive, and Qin Huairu is living a relatively comfortable life and can even wear such cool new clothes.

Opposite to the young girls and wives were a group of old ladies. They gathered under the big tree, sitting on small stools, chatting with different accents and doing handicrafts. Some were making lanterns and matchboxes, and some were sewing shoe soles.

The capital had only been settled for less than ten years, and a large number of people had poured in, from all over the country, so there were many different accents.

When they saw Chahua and Li Guohua come in, a group of middle-aged women over there looked over. Someone said something that caused a burst of laughter.

Camellia snorted coldly, ignored them, and took Li Guohua through a moon gate into the backyard.

Although the backyard is not as big as the middle yard, it seems quieter than the middle yard. The breeze and the rustling of leaves give people a special sense of tranquility, like a childhood afternoon.

Following Camellia, she came to a house on the right and gently pushed open the unlocked door.

When I walked into the house, everything seemed so old: the black stove, the black small wooden table, the black long stools, and the black cupboards. Through the cupboard door with a big hole in it, I could see the bowls and plates inside.

When Camellia pulled me to sit on a stool, I realized that this was not a black table or stool. It should have been the original color before, but it was painted with tung oil. However, after long-term use and lack of good maintenance, the original color can no longer be seen.

Chahua took out a ceramic bowl from the stove next to her, which contained 3-4 brown and yellow steamed buns.

"Brother, you must be hungry. This is for you. It's so fragrant and sweet. Come and eat it quickly." Camellia looked at Li Guohua and said happily.

Li Guohua looked at the ceramic bowl and the steamed buns inside, and unknowingly felt like crying.

The family was very poor, and there was nothing else except the table and chairs for eating. Although it was not a difficult time yet, it was really touching to be able to leave food for a fool.

The little girl was so nice to me, but now I have no memory of her at all. I don’t know how to solve this problem!

"Brother, do you miss your big wooden horse? Don't worry, it's here! You can go out and ride it after you finish eating!"

Seeing that Li Guohua didn't eat, Camellia thought he was thinking about his big wooden horse, so she quickly took out a wooden stick from behind the door and spoke to Li Guohua sincerely.

Li Guohua looked at the wooden stick and suddenly his mind was confused.

Thinking of myself with a runny nose, wearing a coat with buttons askew, riding on a wooden stick, running around the yard, shouting "Gee!" as I ran, I was suddenly surrounded by a sense of shame.

Nima!

Why was my previous life so outstanding? How can I survive in the future? I will be laughed at for the rest of my life. This is the dark history of my entire life!

No, I am in a courtyard house. In addition to the silly Zhu, there will probably be another silly Hua.

"Um, you are my sister? I, what is my name? What is the situation at home now? Are there other people? I can't remember anything now!" Li Guohua looked at Camellia and said seriously.

Seeing the little girl holding his hand, Li Guohua felt that he would have to reveal his true colors sooner or later anyway, so he might as well ask the little girl some questions first.

"Ah! Second brother, are you okay? You're not stupid anymore? Can you speak? Woo woo woo, I'm Camellia!"

Camellia was obviously a little excited. She asked three incoherent questions and finally hugged Li Guohua's arm and started crying.

Li Guohua, who had no memory at all, felt very awkward sitting on the stool. It was not right for him to retract his arms, nor was it right not to retract them.

"I'm fine, but I don't remember anything!" Li Guohua said quickly.