Siheyuan: I have a system and I smile with satisfaction

Ni Daguo suddenly became more energetic. Although he had only enjoyed half of his spiritual life, material rewards could make up for it.

"What exactly is the reward?" Ni Daguo's heart was pounding. He hoped it wouldn't be the Durex that looked good but was useless.

"Given the host's previous excitement about a certain thing, I will reward you with a red bellyband."

Nani?

Ni Daguo almost jumped off the bed. A red bellyband?

Not as good as Durex.

Durex can also allow millions of descendants to be intercepted to avoid any loss of life.

Bellyband? No matter who he gave it to now, it might cause death.

Ni Daguo felt that this dream system was playing tricks on him.

"System, if you come at me, I will never hit you."

The system simply ignored him, having already decided to remain as silent as possible.

"I'm throwing Lei Laomu"

Ni Daguo threw out a few words of national quintessence, and when it calmed down, the system's voice sounded again: "This is the bellyband worn by Empress Consort Hua in Legend of Zhen Huan, and it can be considered an antique."

Dong shit, I only know how to drive a car. If I don’t drive on the highway, what kind of car am I driving?

"The more bizarre the dream, the better the reward is likely to be. Find a way to make their dreams bizarre."

Ni Daguo thought about it and realized that it was true. Lou Xiao'e's dream just now was a harbinger of reality. It must be Xu Damao who often said that Lou Xiao'e was a goose that didn't lay eggs.

Looking at the red bellyband placed in the small box, "Can it be sold?"

Forget it, The Legend of Zhen Huan is fictional in the first place. People of this era will not recognize this and will even label him as a gangster.

Maybe I'll have to go in there and eat free meals for several days.

It's better not to do such a brainless thing. Perhaps, you can keep it for future generations. In the future, maybe in the new century, it will really be an antique.

After all, that pattern and that embroidery are obviously the work of a master.

Ni Daguo also saw other people's dreams. The second uncle Liu Haizhong was giggling in his dream and dreamed of becoming an uncle.

Others haven't dreamed yet.

If they want to get good rewards, they need to make them dream bizarrely. Ni Daguo thought about it and realized that dreams are thoughts in the mind, so he can hint at them to dream.

At that time, I will dream about something weird, hehehe~

Without thinking much, I fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I looked at the empty bottom of the jar and there was no food left.

Yesterday I rinsed the bottom of the jar and got some porridge to drink.

Are you hungry?

Swollen how possible!

He quickly got himself ready and headed straight for Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was having breakfast. On the table were a few steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, a plate of pickles, and two eggs.

Good day.

Although the famine was over, life was still not good for ordinary people. Fewer people were eating food substitutes, but those who had eggs for breakfast were considered very well off.

"Uncle and aunt, good morning!"

Ni Daguo knew that one should not hit someone who smiles at him.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned: "Daguo, is there something wrong?" Who would go to someone else's house in the morning when they are having breakfast for no reason?

Ni Daguo put away his smile and deliberately put on an awkward look: "It's like this, uncle, my family has no food~"

"If you don't have any food, go buy some!"

Yi Zhonghai said with great concern: "To buy grain now, go to the Red Star Grain Store. The grains there are of all varieties and with less impurities."

Ni Daguo cursed Lei Lamu in his heart, and said with embarrassment: "I have no money, and no food coupons~"

At this point, Ni Daguo scolded the original owner again: What a spendthrift. All the money and things he had could have gone to the Jia family, or could have been donated to Yi Zhonghai to build his business.

Yi Zhonghai was even more stunned: "No, that's not right. I just lent you ten dollars yesterday~"

"I gave it all to Daying. Daying had borrowed money from a classmate before, and it was because I was usually extravagant that I got her into trouble. Woo woo woo, I am not a good brother.

I have to make her pay back the debt. Summer vacation is coming soon and I can’t let her keep owing it.”

When Ni Daguo talked about his extravagant spending, Yi Zhonghai felt a little uncomfortable. Most of the money and things he spent extravagantly went to the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai.

Most of the money raised by Yi Zhonghai was used to subsidize the Jia family, some was given to other needy families, and of course, he kept some for himself.

The two major donors in the courtyard are Sha Zhu and Ni Daguo.

Enough to support half of the donations.

As Ni Daguo spoke, he stared at the steamed buns on the table, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it.

This white flour steamed bun is whiter and softer than the one in my dream last night.

My stomach growled as usual.

Ni Daguo swallowed hard and said, "Uncle, how about you lend me some more money and food coupons? I will return them to you next month."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Ni Daguo's silly look and gestured to an auntie. The auntie immediately understood and handed Ni Daguo two white flour buns.

"Daguo, the ten dollars I lent you yesterday was the money I saved for so many years. How about you borrow it from somewhere else? I'm sure Shazhu has it."

Ni Daguo took the steamed bun with a smile and said, "Thank you, uncle and aunt. I have been hungry for two mornings."

"Uncle, I had a dream last night. I dreamed of Brother Dongxu~"

Yi Zhonghai shuddered and almost dropped the pickled vegetable strips: "What happened to him?" He thought of the night before, when Jia Dongxu appeared in his dream like a blood gourd, which scared him so much that he is still weak until now, cough cough, mentally.

Ni Daguo said: "Brother Dongxu said that he died tragically~"

"Ah!" Yi Zhonghai's pickled vegetable strips finally fell to the ground.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Ni Daguo asked knowingly.

"Old man, what's wrong?" An old lady asked the pale-faced Yi Zhonghai with concern.

Yi Zhonghai calmed down and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's been a year since Dongxu died. Time has passed so quickly."

Ni Daguo felt that this was not exciting enough, and continued, "Uncle, it's strange to say, Brother Dongxu said that the records in the underworld show that his last name is not Jia, and now they are checking what his last name is."

Yi Zhonghai's hands were shaking a little, and he barely controlled his emotions, saying in a stern voice: "Nonsense, weird and supernatural, now everyone is promoting a materialistic worldview, don't talk nonsense."

Ni Daguo pretended to admit his mistake: "Yes, yes, I was just dreaming, dreaming, I won't talk about it anymore."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand: "Okay, you are in a real difficulty now, I can't help you, old woman, lend Daguo two pounds of flour."

Ni Daguo thanked him immediately, and Yi Zhonghai continued to teach him a lesson: "Don't talk about those messy dreams everywhere. If others don't know, they will think you are promoting superstition. Then, you will be in trouble."

"Yes, yes, I won't say anything nonsense, but it's a little strange. Brother Dongxu's last name is Jia~"

"Your surname is Jia. Don't talk nonsense in the future. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, your Aunt Zhang will not be able to survive. It's not easy for a family of orphans and widows."