Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

When Zhang Xingwang woke up, it was just dinner time. His two sisters finished their meal in a few bites and excitedly pushed their bicycles to the central courtyard.

The remaining ones were the fourth sister who was calmly doing her homework and the mother who was holding the youngest sister tightly. It seems that this bicycle really has great magic.

After a good sleep, I felt much better in the head, and thought it wouldn’t be a good thing to continue like this.

If my family members saw me catching half a fish and then falling asleep listlessly after coming back, what would they think? Wouldn't the image of the energetic young man collapse?

In the future, try to control it to about six times. At worst, you can use more corn to make nests.

After resting for a while, he said goodbye to his mother Wang Xiulan and went out to the pigeon market. He was thinking of exchanging some bills today, going to the old man's place tomorrow, and stopping by his eldest aunt's house to see the specific situation there.

At least we have to help and fix the collapsed house. Anyway, we have bicycles, so the distance is not a problem.

When I arrived at the pigeon market, I didn't go in. Instead, I went straight to the person in charge and asked for some receipts for non-staple food, tobacco, alcohol, and so on.

The manager was a little disappointed when he heard that they were not here to sell game today, but he still arranged for someone to come and call the ticket scalper.

What he meant was that his demand was not large, and ticket scalpers could satisfy it. If there were any problems that ticket scalpers could not handle, they would look for him. Anyway, he could not handle any problem that ordinary ticket scalpers could not handle.

For example, first-class tobacco and alcohol tickets, etc., you can only keep an eye out and confiscate them if you find them.

I rolled my eyes speechlessly. After getting familiar with him, I found that this manager was becoming more and more unruly.

I started communicating with the ticket scalper. Since I had more than 300 yuan in my hand, I wanted to see if the ticket scalper had anything new.

The ticket scalper did take out a thick stack of tickets, but there was nothing special about them, just common tickets for non-staple food, tobacco and alcohol, as well as the relatively rare 20-foot cloth ticket.

As for sesame oil, and first-class tobacco and alcohol tickets, the ticket seller said he still wanted them. If you really want them, you can try your luck in the black market, maybe you can even buy an old hen.

After spending 17 yuan to buy a bunch of receipts, I thought that I had been here so many times but had never visited the market properly, so I started to walk around. There were a lot of various things in the pigeon market, but most of them were various coarse grains. Occasionally, you could see old farmers carrying pheasants, rabbits and the like.

After asking, I was told that neither tickets nor money were required, just food, and any kind of food would do.

But this is normal. This market is basically for low-income people to exchange things. I looked around for a long time but didn’t find anything special. At most, there were some common medicinal herbs. I asked and they were not old. They are of no value.

When walking back, he suddenly heard a chirping sound. Turning his head, he saw a woman with a few egg shells in front of her. Zhang Xingwang originally thought that she was exchanging eggs for food, but now it seems that she was selling chicks.

I walked over to ask and found that there were five furry little guys in the basket behind me, gathered together. I asked and found that there were two males and three females, and they looked very young, but they were very energetic. This was a big discovery. Generally, farmers' chickens are not allowed to hatch eggs during this season, and they only hatch chicks in February or March.

The weather is getting cold soon, and it is difficult to keep the chicks that hatch this month alive, and it will cost a lot of food. I don't know what happened to these chicks, and I didn't ask in detail.

My mother Wang Xiulan couldn't stay idle at home either, so I wanted to find something for her to do. I asked and found out that the price of a rooster was 3 cents and that of a hen was 5 cents. If I exchanged it for food, I could get a better price.

Without saying anything, I paid two dollars and fifty cents and bought the basket. After buying it, I looked carefully at the other stalls. I didn't find anything special, so I went home.

After returning home, the women were very fond of the chicks. Mother Wang Xiulan was particularly delighted when she saw the chicks, although she said it was a waste and that she could just buy a rooster.

But despite Zhang Xingwang's objection, he cleared a small space in the already crowded house and put the chickens in. He was going to build a chicken coop early tomorrow morning.

Not to mention the younger sister, she couldn't even sleep, she was curious and wanted to touch it, but Wang Xiulan wouldn't let her.

Zhang Xingwang felt extremely regretful that night. The chickens in the house kept crowing all night long, preventing him from sleeping well.

It was not until Wang Xiulan excitedly took the chicks out to bask in the sun in the morning that he took a nap.

Even Brother Lian Tong’s reward did not wake him up. It was around ten o’clock when he finally got up and washed up, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

I took some time to study it and found that there was already 2.7 cubic meters of space, and more than kilograms of corn. When I went out, I saw that Wang Xiulan had already used some old wood to build a chicken coop, and it would probably be completed in a while.

This little girl is really brave. I don’t know where she caught the insects, but she is feeding them to the chicks with a very excited look on her face.

Ignoring the two people who were fascinated by the chicken, he ate a quick breakfast and strolled towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

After arriving, he generously bought ten packs of Daqianmen, five bottles of Fenjiu, 20 feet of cloth, five large bags of snacks and a bunch of miscellaneous daily necessities, and packed them all into a snakeskin bag.

With the salesperson's "look as if he had seen a god", he walked away with an air of pride.

After returning home and telling Wang Xiulan about it, he was about to go to the old man's house, but his mother stopped him and said:

"Now we have bicycles, so you can take me and my little sister with you. I haven't been back home for a long time. We can also visit my mother's house on the way."

Zhang Xingwang was stunned for a moment, silently looked at his empty hands, and replied

"I'm going to go out for a while, I'll be back soon and then we can set off."

Then he stayed outside the yard for a while and smoked two cigarettes. He transferred the things in the space into a bag and came back with the snakeskin bag.

Wang Xiulan was not seen bringing any large or small bags of things, only some food and a few pickled fish.

She left a note for her family, with her younger sister in the front seat and Wang Xiulan sitting in the back seat holding a bag.

The hard-working Master Zhang pedaled his bicycle with great effort and set off. If it were in the future, it would definitely be considered overloaded, but at this moment, it was nothing special. My younger sister and Wang Xiulan were even very proud of themselves for riding the bicycles.

But overall, it is much easier than walking. Along the way, the little girl was curious about everything and kept chattering.

Since she got new clothes, the little girl has become more outgoing. It seems that she was often laughed at by other children in the yard because of her clothes. Although she is only four years old, the girl is more sensitive in this aspect. She used to be a little silly, but now she is closer to her fourth sister and is getting harder to fool.

After carrying the two of them all the way, we finally arrived at the old man's house. After pedaling for an entire afternoon, Master Zhang was so tired that he didn't even want to talk. He was originally planning to go to his aunt's house, but he didn't have the strength to move. He rested on the kang for a while and vaguely heard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatting happily. I didn't hear much of the details, only remembering things like "the illness is healed" and "the body is weak".