Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

After Hu Qian left, Xu Jianjun couldn't help but praise her: "Awesome, really awesome! You said nothing but it's like you said everything. This is power! I've made up my mind. When I grow up, I want to be a high-ranking official!"

Wang Shengli also said with emotion: "This is the beauty of power!"

Zhao Jianguo smacked his lips and said with some regret: "What do you think would happen if my aunt brought soldiers here today? It's such a pity that I didn't get to see her after all."

Wan Jingliang curled his lips and said, "Come on! It's a good thing that my aunt came by herself. If she really brought soldiers with her, it would be a violation of discipline. It's just that my home is a little far away. If there is a chance, I will call my father over, and Director Wang will not dare to fart."

In fact, he was a little jealous. He had a little secret in his heart that he couldn't tell, which was that he felt his father was not as awesome as Hu Qian.

This time He Yushui did not follow him out, so Xu Jianjun suggested, "Jingliang's home is the farthest from Luogu Alley. Let's send him back first. It's not safe to walk alone at night."

No one had any objection and just left Nanluoguxiang.

After sending everyone home, only Xu Jianjun and Zhou Zheng were left.

At the gate of No. 95 compound, Xu Jianjun waved his hand and said, "Hanqing, go back. If you have anything to say, just shout in the yard. I should be able to hear you from there."

Zhou Zheng punched Xu Jianjun on the shoulder and smiled softly: "Thank you!"

Xu Jianjun also punched Zhou Zheng on the shoulder and said generously: "Why thank you? We are all brothers. Okay, I'm leaving now."

When entering the yard, Yan Fugui was standing inside the gatehouse. When he saw Zhou Zheng, he hurried forward to greet him.

"Xiao Zhou, you are back now. Your third uncle had no part in today's incident. It was your first uncle who instigated it. You can't blame your third uncle. Don't blame your third uncle for being nosy. Do you know who your aunt is?"

Zhou Zheng stopped and glanced at Yan Fugui.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth and walked towards the east wing.

This also confused Yan Fugui.

Go back to the yard and close the door tightly!

In fact, the behavior of the beasts these days was just a test of the Zhou family. Zhou Yunhai died in the line of duty, and Zhou Zheng was a piece of fat meat, so they all wanted to take a bite.

As far as I remember, the East Cross Courtyard has always kept its distance from those beasts, and Zhou Yunhai never participated in the whole courtyard meeting. What does the happenings in the courtyard have to do with Zhou Zheng!

He opened the porter's door and lit the stove first.

It couldn't be considered as being lit, because there was already a flame in the stove, which was lit by He Yushui when she was boiling water. Zhou Zheng just added two coal balls into it.

The room was still warm, and Zhou Zheng took off his cotton jacket and hung it on the clothes rack.

I put the kettle on the coal stove. There was still half a pot of water in it, which should be enough for me to drink.

There was a recliner next to the coal stove, which Zhao Jianguo moved in from the yard.

After all, the beasts didn't do anything too excessive. They just stole the food under the pretext of a "funeral banquet" and left the furniture alone, otherwise it would have been even more annoying.

Zhou Zheng was lying on a recliner, warming himself by the fire, his thoughts beginning to wander.

It is now 1954 and he is 12 years old.

The plot of "A Courtyard Lover" begins in 1965, 11 years later, when he was 23 years old.

The state stipulates that people can start working at the age of 16, so Zhou Yunhai's job position must be reserved for him, which means that he could go to work in the steel rolling mill in 1958.

Next year is 1955, the beginning of the ticket era, when everything must be purchased with a ticket.

In other words, you should buy everything you need this year to avoid the difficulty in getting a ticket when the time comes.

Mother Yu Wanrong should have gone for secret research. It was good enough that she could come back when the Siheyuan plot began, not to mention that this group of people actually returned after the 70s.

There will be no news about Yu Wanrong for at least 15 years.

Fortunately, Zhou Zheng remembered that Zhou Yunhai once said that their family could receive a "special allowance", which was probably the salary mailed by Yu Wanrong.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Logically speaking, Zhou Yunhai died in the line of duty and should receive a pension, but according to his memory, he didn't even see the shadow of a pension. Is this a joke?

I'll definitely have to find an opportunity to investigate.

At this time, the kettle on the coal stove also boiled, emitting hot steam.

Zhou Zheng quickly took the kettle off the coal stove and found an enamel basin. He prepared to soak his feet.

The enamel basin was not very new. The paint on the bottom of the basin was knocked off, revealing black rust. This made Zhou Zheng frown, because this enamel basin was not from his home. It looked a bit like the washbasin from Yan Fugui's home.

Finally, I let out a sigh. These beasts are really intimidating.

There is no running water in the East Courtyard, only a pressure well.

Zhou Zheng put on his cotton-padded jacket, poured the water from the kettle into an enamel basin and carried it out the door.

It was winter in the well in March, and the water needed to be pumped up with boiling water. Fortunately, Zhou Zheng had seen this thing before and knew how to use it.

When I came to the pressure well, I first opened the dust cover, then poured the hot water in all at once, and then quickly pressed the handle.

It wasn't that difficult and the well water was quickly pumped up.

Zhou Zheng filled an enamel basin with water.

It was only when I got back to the house that I cursed myself "stupid". The water collected in the enamel basin cannot be drunk. This enamel basin is probably only used for washing feet in Yan Fugui's house. I must not get athlete's foot.

There was no choice but to go out of the yard again, pour out half of the water in the basin, and bring it back.

Zhou Zheng exhaled, then poured the remaining hot water into the enamel basin and placed it in front of the recliner.

I took off my shoes and put them next to the coal stove. When I was sending Wan Jingliang home, I stepped into a small puddle and the inside of my shoes was a little damp.

After cleaning up, Zhou Zheng soaked his feet in hot water.

An extremely comfortable feeling flowed through his thighs and throughout his body, making Zhou Zheng hum softly.

Cool!

Soaking your feet in spring is really comfortable.

He waved his hand lightly, and a book appeared in his hand. It was the "Bajiquan Manual" that the system rewarded.

He had originally planned to read a book to kill time, but as soon as he opened the first page, the "Bajiquan Manual" turned into a beam of light and rushed into Zhou Zheng's mind. At that moment, all the contents, qigong methods, and movement essentials of Bajiquan were engraved in Zhou Zheng's mind.

He had a feeling that Sha Zhu was definitely no match for him right now.

This made him secretly regret it. If he had known this would happen, he should have used this skill in the morning.

There is no need to act strong but actually weak and scare people with a gun.

What Zhou Zheng didn't know was that it was fortunate that he didn't use his Bajiquan skills in the morning, otherwise he would have been beaten badly by He Yuzhu.

Just because the brain can do it doesn't mean the body can do it, not to mention how much strength can a 12-year-old body have.

Bajiquan also has internal and external skills. The internal skill is to train the breath, and the external skill is to train the muscles, bones and skin.

Zhou Zheng unconsciously began to practice the internal power methods of Bajiquan. Every bit of energy circulated regularly along the meridians in Zhou Zheng's body, making him feel very comfortable.

Whoosh!

Zhou Zheng was a little excited. He could feel his strength growing slightly.

So he hurriedly took out a Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it.

[Qi and Blood Pill: Made from more than 100 kinds of precious Chinese medicines such as ginseng, deer antler, black bone grass, tiger bone, etc., it has the effect of strengthening qi and blood. You can take one pill every seven days. ]

The Qi and Blood Pill melts in the mouth and has a herbal fragrance.

As the Qi and Blood Pill dissolved in the mouth, a warm current slid down the esophagus and then exploded in the stomach. Waves of heat surged to Zhou Zheng's limbs and bones, and an extremely comfortable feeling arose in his heart, as if he had returned to the womb.

Strands of black mud flowed out from Zhou Zheng's pores, and soon Zhou Zheng became a "black man" covered in filth.

Zhou Zheng didn't feel anything for the time being, he was still immersed in comfort.

Time passed minute by minute, and the medicinal power of the Qi and Blood Pill washed along the Bajiquan practice route again and again. It seemed to have reached a certain limit. Zhou Zheng's body trembled, and then his joints began to crackle.

Zhou Zheng was delighted. He didn't expect that this was the "early stage of Ming Jin".

Awesome to my system!

According to the Bajiquan manual, the levels of internal strength are divided into six major levels: Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Grandmaster, Grandmaster, and Xiantian. Each level is further divided into four minor levels: front, middle, back, and perfect.

Zhou Zheng is now in the first small realm of the first realm, which means he has already entered the door.

You have to know that although Bajiquan is not a complicated martial art, it takes several years of hard work to get started. This only shows that Qi and Blood Pills are very powerful.

Of course, Bajiquan is a method of cultivating both inside and outside. The external skills are divided into seven levels: entry, mastery, perfection, mastery, perfection, ecstasy, the pinnacle, and returning to the basics.

However, due to factors such as qualifications and lifespan, most practitioners remain at the stage of mastery or perfection.

Those who have reached the stage of "perfection" are fully capable of imparting knowledge and are respected as masters of their field.

Of course, at this time Zhou Zheng hadn’t even started learning external skills, and he still needed to work hard.

When Zhou Zheng came to his senses, he suddenly smelled a bad odor.

It turns out that after breaking through the realm, the impurities in the body are expelled, cleansing the bones and marrow, so naturally it smells extremely bad.

Zhou Zheng naturally couldn't stand the taste and started to dry heave immediately.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"