Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Li Muhua, who had mouths all over his body, explained for a long time but found that his mother still didn't believe what he said at all.

So he just played dumb and made up a lie that the immortal Old Beard appeared in his dream last night and said that he came to save him.

As for Xu Yan's further questions about the details, he was clueless and at most gave a brief description of the "old immortal's" clothes and appearance.

Although Xu Yan didn't quite believe Li Muhua's nonsense, no matter what she asked, Li Muhua foolishly said he didn't know. She could only conclude that the gods must have blessed her youngest son, otherwise how could such a little kid say such things?

So she quickly imitated Li Muhua and bowed towards the window: "May the Bodhisattva bless me, may the Immortal Lord bless me, thank you so much for blessing my youngest child. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely go to Baiyun Temple..."

Li Muhua, who was standing next to him, let out a long sigh of relief after seeing this scene. He really didn't expect that he had caused such a misunderstanding. Thinking of this, his heart suddenly sank.

What about the system? I just called for so long and the system didn't come out. Could it be that I didn't bring the system with me when I traveled through time?

"No, no, it must be that I shouted wrong just now, or my posture is wrong." Li Muhua quickly retorted in his heart.

Time travelers must have a system!

He quickly shook his head to get rid of this terrible thought in his mind.

Seeing Xu Yan looking at him suspiciously again, Li Muhua's heart tightened, fearing that she would continue to ask him about this nonsense about gods, so he quickly jumped up from the bed.

"Mom, I want to go home. When can we go home? I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore..."

System matters can be discussed later, there is no need to rush.

As for everything else, apart from the system, what Li Muhua wanted most was to go back and see his neighbors. If it hadn't been too late last night, he would have argued with Xu Yan to go back long ago.

He has long been a "spiritual friend" of this group of "friendly" and "mutually supportive" neighbors.

When he was watching the TV series, he wanted to get into his phone and strangle some of the people in it, especially his good classmate Banggeng and his entire family.

Unfortunately, even in memory, the original owner's family didn't have much interaction with the characters in the play such as Shazhu and Jia's family, and they even seemed to be avoiding them.

For example, in the original owner's memory, her mother often told her not to play with Bang Geng, so regarding the characters in the play such as Sha Zhu, the original owner only had some memories of their appearances and basically had not had much dealings with them.

In addition, the original owner's family lived in the west wing of the front yard, and the original owner's parents rarely allowed him to go to the middle and back yards, so they rarely had the opportunity to meet each other.

Among these people, the only one the original owner was more familiar with was the third uncle Yan Bugui, the stingy old man with glasses.

Not only because he lived across the street from the Li family, but also because he often came to his parents for help, helping him keep an eye out for rare goods in the mall, and even taught Li Muhua's fourth grade math course in school.

In this regard, Li Muhua could only say that Yan Bugui was simply a natural born mathematics teacher. After all, he had the nickname of Golden Abacus.

Coming back to the topic, when Xu Yan heard Li Muhua clamoring to go home, she was worried that the three children at home would remember what the doctor said last night, so she agreed without much hesitation.

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After completing the discharge procedures, Li Muhua rushed out of the hospital gate impatiently. This was the old city of 65. How rare was it for him, a person from the 21st century?

What's more, he had never been here in his previous life.

It was just past seven o'clock. The dazzling golden morning sun was shining all over the street, making it gorgeous and eye-catching. It was also the busiest time of the day on the long street. After leaving the hospital, Li Muhua stood on the worn asphalt road and looked at both ends of the road.

The road in front of him was wide and bright, without a trace of the hustle and bustle of the morning rush hour in later times. The pedestrians passing by looked unhurried, and neither did the bicycles passing by. They were swaying and glancing around. Looking a little further away, Li Muhua even saw a number of donkeys and horses pulling carts.

Of course, the donkeys and horses are not in a hurry, it is the cows and horses that are anxious!

As for the rarer cars, Li Muhua didn't see them at first glance. After all, he had seen a lot of cars in the future, right? Not to mention that the cars in the future were much more beautiful than the cars at this time.

After quickly scanning the distance, Li Muhua retracted his gaze and began to carefully look at the pedestrians passing by him. He saw that most of the passers-by were wearing gray-blue work clothes, various types of worker hats, and old-fashioned cloth shoes.

Before leaving the hospital, Li Muhua still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But when this bustling street really appeared in front of Li Muhua, he no longer had any doubt in his heart. It was not until this time that he was finally sure that he had really traveled back to more than 50 years ago.

"What's there to pick on? At least I'm still alive, right?" Li Muhua took a long breath and smelled the dust and sand in the air.

"I didn't see a decent building at a glance, and the road is so broken. If you want to build it into the future imperial capital, how much concrete will it take?"

That’s right, looking at the ruined city in front of him, Li Muhua immediately thought of his old job. Maybe this is the romance that belongs to all construction engineers?

It was a desolate place when I came, and a thousand lights when I left.

"What are you mumbling about? What's so interesting about this street?" Xu Yan, who was pushing a bicycle and following Li Muhua, also glanced at the road.

Without waiting for Li Muhua to answer, she patted the car seat.

"Hurry up and get in the car. Mom will take you to the mall first. We will go home after we get off work. Then I will make you your favorite egg custard."

Li Muhua turned around, looked at Xu Yan, and nodded in agreement: "Okay! Then let's go home quickly."

Then he quickly climbed onto the back seat of the bicycle and sat down obediently.

Although he was not very interested in the egg custard in Xu Yan's mouth, he really wanted to go back to the compound to take a look. He was not satisfied with the plot of the TV series later and was almost itching with hatred.

Now that he is here, won’t he turn the courtyard house upside down?

God must have been unable to bear this, so he let me travel back through time and let them all return to their original lives, Li Muhua secretly encouraged herself.

Xu Yan watched Li Muhua sit down before she felt relieved and rode her bicycle towards Xidan Shopping Mall.

The sound of wind blew past her ears. Li Muhua, who was sitting in the back seat, had her eyes busy all the time. She looked around all the way, looking at every pedestrian passing by, looking at the various street vendors, her eyes full of curiosity.

In his subconscious, he thought that people at that time were all working in state-owned enterprises. He never imagined that there were still street vendors setting up stalls everywhere in the city.

The street scenery flashed before Li Muhua's eyes, and soon the two of them arrived at the entrance of Xidan Shopping Mall.

After jumping out of the car, Li Muhua looked at the two-story building in front of him with some disgust. After all, he was used to the neon commercial buildings in later generations. At this moment, he just felt that the building in front of him was too simple, so simple that it looked no different from the residential houses on the roadside.

There was only a long queue of people at the door, proving to Li Muhua how popular this mall was.

(As an aside, in fact, it was possible to set up stalls during this period, but it had to be a collective economy, such as a village, cooperative, factory unit, or even a state-owned cooperative. In short, the business model and income distribution were still controlled by the collective or the state. It was similar to the current individual small vendors in appearance, but it was completely different in nature.)