Siheyuan: 55 years, starting from a buyer

After all, not every family here is a good person.

Thinking carefully about the backyard, Mr. Chen understood a little.

He lived in the first household on the east side, and next to him was the ancestor of the large family known as the deaf old lady.

According to his memory of his previous life, the old lady seldom went out and only occasionally interacted with her left neighbors, the Yi family and the Zhonghai family.

You can often see an old lady carrying a small bowl to give the deaf lady extra food. Fortunately, there is a kitchen and a utility room between his house and the deaf old lady's to prevent her from seeing through every move in the house.

Living on the north side is a family of craftsmen from the steel factory. My sister-in-law usually does odd jobs in the market to supplement the family income.

As a technical master in the factory, his monthly income is about 40 to 50 yuan, which is a relatively high level in the entire city.

The residents of the west wing were Uncle Liu Haizhong and his family. He was a senior forging worker with a monthly salary of more than 50 or 60 yuan, which was considered a high-income earner in the city at that time.

Among his children, the eldest Liu Guangqi was the most spoiled. The second child Liu Guangtian, who was often beaten, and the youngest Liu Guangfu lived together on the other side of the wing.

Xu Damao's home was in the south wing. At that time, he had just started working as a projectionist in the steel factory and often did not return home, probably because he was enjoying his freedom in the countryside.

But in that era, projectionists were highly respected and popular in rural areas.

Mr. Chen recalled that when he was a child in his previous life, whenever movies were shown in his hometown, the villagers would always come out in droves. And now in the fifties and sixties, the situation is only more enthusiastic.

Projectionist is undoubtedly one of the most notorious professions in the society.

However, from observation, it seems that the uncle is now quite focused on the Jia family. He has not yet given others any moral lessons, and the legendary thief king with great powers does not seem to have been born yet.

Uncle Three had a hobby of doing little tricks on the porch, like asking for a little food from his neighbors.

"From what I can see now, life here is relatively peaceful and not as terrible as the legends say. Otherwise, it would be too much trouble to be with these people."

Mr. Chen pondered silently in his heart.

This may be because Jia Dongxu has not died yet, and Yi Zhonghai has not yet realized the connection between Sha Zhu and Jia's Bai Lian.

After clearing the snow and returning to the house, he still had some free time, so he made a fire, mixed cornmeal and kneaded it into steamed buns to prepare for steaming.

This was to cope with the daily lunch, as they did not have a cafeteria in their shop, so they had to make their own bento and heat it up on the stove in the shop for lunch.

Compared with those well-paid steel plant workers, his quality of life is indeed much more simple.

Although one had to have food stamps to eat in the steel mill cafeteria during lunch break, the food was still pretty good. Because most of the work was heavy physical labor, the collective meals contained enough oil and calories, and the leftovers could be taken home to share with family members.

After spending about twenty minutes, Mr. Chen took out a piece of steamed bread from the hot pot, then filled a bowl of hot water and started to enjoy his steamed bread meal with the hot soup.

Then he put two pieces of steamed bread into the lunch box and added some pre-pickled pickles. This was his simple lunch today.

When he was about to go out, as soon as he opened the door, a sudden strange feeling came over him. He held onto the door frame and waited for a moment, feeling this sudden message from his brain.

At that moment, Chen Sheng's inner shock and joy were beyond words, as if he was filled with a strong and passionate emotion.

He discovered that there was a private world in his mind! This area was several miles wide, empty and lonely, with only soil and water sources dotted around it. However, it received light and air from the outside world and could be controlled at will. It was simply a secret treasure he had built himself!

Mr. Chen returned to the cabin, closed the door, and quickly blended into this world.

Standing under the soil of this space, the emotions in my heart are complex and unspeakable.

He was immersed in the fun for a long time, but suddenly realized the risk of being late.

He hurriedly left, opened the door, and ran towards the nearby convenience store.

Because my colleagues all went to work at almost the same time, and because this place was very close to the steel mill, people in the yard and on the street poured into the steel mill like a tide.

Since Mr. Chen's workplace was a little far away, he could only briefly greet the acquaintances he met in the yard, and then quicken his pace and leave.

"Hey, this guy is so ungrateful!"

A gruff voice sounded from the side, "You didn't even get a response when I greeted you. How rude."

Although Mr. Chen heard these words, he had no interest in paying any attention to this fool who talked nonsense all day long.

This guy started to act like a slacker gangster early in the morning.

However, a deeper analysis revealed that this fool did behave improperly, often harassing women and stealing food from the factory. For example, those things were not leftover pickles, but oil and grain left over from the big pot.

Also, at the beginning of the story, he dared to steal a chicken from Xu Damao, and he was very proud of it. In order to get revenge, he even took off Xu's underwear.

Even in the cafeteria, he would secretly do mischief and plot against others.

Although the final fate of this fool was extremely miserable and the cold bridge tunnel became his end, Mr. Chen did not have any sympathy for this kind of person. If anyone was to talk about pity, perhaps He Yushui and her brother should be more sympathetic because they have a mentally ill brother and an irresponsible father.

After a little thought, these things were put out of my mind.

As long as this person doesn't bother him, he won't bother with such things.

In the days that followed, Mr. Chen lived a very busy life, working during the day and organizing his small space in the alien world at night.

He dug a suitable lake in the space to breed fish and other creatures.

"I've finally finished planning the environment here. Since I don't feel the change of seasons, I should start thinking about what to plant."

He thought, and became worried again, "In the future large-scale society, [Too much sensitive content, cannot continue to be output]

At the same time, he is unable to estimate the specific extent of the acceleration space and the time it takes to see results. All of this needs to be verified through practice.

"It looks like we have to go to the village today."

Chen pondered.

Fortunately, he found a suitable excuse and borrowed a letter of recommendation from a colleague.

Without this letter, Chen knew that he might encounter difficulties in shopping in the countryside, because in that era, not having a letter of recommendation was like having difficulty walking.

Maybe I can only go out in the name of shopping, and consider whether I can get some poultry to take care of that unused corner.

Given that grocery stores at the time sold basically all kinds of goods, many of which did not require receipts, they would occasionally go to the countryside to purchase products.

However, five years later, in 1957, most goods had to be purchased with coupons, and this kind of profiteering tactic was no longer effective.

Because his colleague had reached a reservation agreement with Xiaoli Village in advance for eggs and two old hens, Mr. Chen was able to help solve this matter.

When we were leaving, my colleague reminded me: "Don't forget to bring back eggs and old hens when you go to the countryside."

And gave him five dollars in advance as a backup, "Remember, the eggs must be properly packaged. I put paper at the bottom of the basket to cushion it.

It is crucial that if there is too much damage you will have to pay out of pocket.

Also, please be safe and don’t take your life too seriously just to save a little money.”

"I see, thank you, Brother Li.

The village is not far away, I will be back soon."

Chen replied, waving goodbye.

The so-called trip to the countryside is actually just to reach the village behind, which can be reached in about half an hour by riding.

As soon as we entered the village, two young militiamen were waiting there and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

These two men are actually half-grown children, standing guard at the intersection.

After getting off the car and pushing the cart towards them, Chen gave each child a piece of candy and said, "I am a purchaser from the city, and I want to see your village chief.

Please lead the way."

After looking at each other, one of them said, "Okay, then come with me."

They soon arrived at the village chief's house, a two-room adobe house located in a spacious courtyard, which looked quite formal.

The village chief may live in a house that was once owned by a large landowner and was built with bricks and tiles.

Chen took out the recommendation letter from his bag and handed it to the village chief, then said: "Dear village chief, my colleague asked you to help him buy eggs and old hens, because he has a foot injury and it is inconvenient for him to come.

Now I will collect it on your behalf.”

After reading the letter, the village chief returned it to Chen Sheng and told him, “There are eggs. It snowed a while ago, so you came early.

The old hens are also ready.

Wait a moment, I'll go and tell them to get the eggs."

Soon, villagers came over with eggs, and put three or five eggs into the basket, quickly filling up half of the basket.

Mr. Chen paid the bills one by one and gave the village chief another four yuan as extra money for the two old hens.

After loading the eggs and chickens, Chen packed up his bag and offered a cigarette to the village chief: "Mr. Village Chief, I have another request.

A friend of mine wants to buy some seeds in their country, so it is convenient to provide some corn, wheat, and fruit seeds. Just feel free to do it, no matter how much. "

In this way, a series of exchanges and cooperation took place quietly in simple rural affairs.

Okay, wait a moment.

After the village chief finished speaking, he walked into the house and came out a moment later with a bunch of colorful bags.

Mr. Chen squatted down actively, examined them carefully one by one, and kept exclaiming in admiration.

There are all kinds of seeds here, such as Chinese cabbage, radish, pumpkin, winter melon, and even green peppers.

The village chief casually sorted out the seeds and handed them all to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen took the seeds and asked about the cost.

But the village chief waved his hand and responded: "It's just a small thing, you can give as much as you want. Next time, please patronize our shop more often, which will also be considered as supporting us."

Despite this, Chen said firmly: "No, I can't take advantage of you for nothing.

In this way, I will give you one dollar."

As he said this, he took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it to the village chief.

The village chief smiled happily and did not refuse. He took the money and put it in his pocket. He personally helped Chen Shenghuo to tie up the package and then delivered it to the village entrance.

Mr. Chen rode away on his bicycle, making sure he was far enough away from the village before he began to collect his precious eggs to prevent them from being damaged by the bumpy ride.

As he was walking leisurely back, he reached the grocery store and it was almost time to get off work.

He parked the car and called out in front of the store: "I'm just back at the store, come and help me!"

When a colleague in the store heard the call, he came out with a slight limp to help fix the wheel.

When Mr. Chen unloaded the storage basket from the back of the car, Zhao Er also walked out of the yard. Seeing the full basket of items, he showed a surprised expression.

"Hey, boy, you're great. You bought so many supplies." He said happily.

They had just been discussing why Mr. Chen had not returned home so late, and were worried that he might have met with an accident. Now that they saw him back, they put their worries aside.

Chen Shengsheng said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that the road is quite long, so I ride slowly.

I'm worried that the eggs will get damaged from the jolt.

"

Then, everyone carried the box full of eggs into the store and counted them quickly.

Zhao Er and his colleagues were amazed that the eggs were completely intact.

After counting the payment for the goods and saying goodbye, the three of them went home one by one to finish their work for the day.

Two days later, Mr. Chen actively planted all the seeds he had collected into the ground.

Cultivate one acre of wheat, half an acre of corn, and half an acre of various fruit and vegetable plantations.

The exploration during this period made him increasingly proficient in operating the small world.

In this space, everything obeys his orders.

But he understood that all operations required personal experimentation to understand and master.

A temporary hut, bathroom, sanitary facilities and kitchen were built in the space.

As the number of items increases, there may not be enough space for cooking at home, and cooking in a space is safer and more reliable.

One morning, Chen Shengsheng woke up and entered the space to find that the crops he planted last night had already sprouted.

Although he had never been involved in farming in his previous life, the memory of his short-term life in the countryside vaguely told him that the germination speed of these seeds was far beyond his imagination.

After washing up, Mr. Chen was about to go to work when he happened to meet Yi Zhonghai.

When it comes to this kind of people, Mr. Chen adheres to the principle of "I won't offend others unless they offend me", and just smiles, nods, and prepares to leave.

Yi Zhonghai called him enthusiastically: "Xiao Chen, please wait a moment."

This made Mr. Chen confused, and he wondered why this old man wanted to see him.

However, he still smiled and said, "What is it, Master Yi?"

Yi Zhonghai smiled more sincerely and said, "Xiao Chen, I want to ask you for help with something."

At this moment, Chen Sheng's heart skipped a beat! Because he knew that there was always trouble hidden behind these three words.

Chapter 7 Chen Sheng got the answer right

Mr. Chen said with a fake smile: "Master Yi, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't stop smiling and said, "Your sister-in-law Jia is pregnant with a second baby recently.

You know, pregnant women need to supplement more, especially protein.

I wonder if you could do me a favor and get me two nice hens? Don't worry, you'll get paid for it!"

He spoke firmly, as if he was confident of what was going on.

"So that's why."

Mr. Chen responded sincerely, “Actually, Master Yi, our shop rarely sells old hens directly.

What we occasionally get are collected from rural areas and are not necessarily available every day.

If there are any, I can reserve a few for you, but the roads are slippery after the snow, so the supply may be affected."

"Forget it then. I'll consider other options."

The smile on Yi Zhonghai's face faded a little, but he still smiled politely.

"Mr. Chen, even though you've only been here for two years, this courtyard is well-known among the neighbors as a good neighbor.

Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue here.

If you have time, it's good to walk around more and get closer to people."

In this way, Yi Zhonghai began to instill his philosophy of life.

“Well, I’ll pay attention.

But I have to go to work now.”

Chen Sheng waved his hand and hurried out, thinking to himself, "This old Biden is just like in the TV series. He deserves to be called the guardian of morality."

However, he was filled with doubts: "Is he testing me? Or does he have other intentions? Let him be, and take it one step at a time."

He walked into the grocery store, cheering himself up and chatting:

"Good morning,!"

As he spoke, he took off his coat and hung it on the hook by the door.

"Good morning, young man!"

The other party responded.

"How are you feeling lately?"

I noticed that the strong smell of Chinese medicine on my body had faded a lot, significantly lighter than when I visited a few days ago.

"It's still the same. I plan to retire and let my son take over my job. It's not easy to find a job in today's society."