Siheyuan: Mr. Wang is the only one who is backstabbed!

The courtyard of the steel rolling mill.

When Wang Gang appeared at the gate of his own beastly courtyard again, he was greeted by Yan Bugui's ingratiating smile.

"Hey, you're back, Secretary Wang!"

Look, their courtyard houses are so realistic!

Although Wang Gang didn't know how Yan Bugui knew about his job at the street office, the speed at which information spreads is comparable to the speed of light these days, so he was not surprised.

"Uncle is watering the flowers!" Wang Gang greeted Yan Bugui with a smile. As a clerk of the street office, I must be more friendly to the residents of this courtyard.

But he was very satisfied with Yan Bugui's welcome today. This was the harmonious and friendly courtyard house of the 60s!

Look, it's not as bad as the fan fiction, right? If Wang Gang could climb up as soon as possible, hey, maybe their Siheyuan could serve Wang Gang even better!

"Well, I have nothing to do now!"

Wang Gang smiled very kindly. Don't ask why he was kind. It was because of the skills he maxed out in his previous life!

"Hey, I think the shallot in your hand is pretty good!"

Yan Bugui's face began to twitch, as if he had bitten his tongue, "Haha, that's it, I just bought it today, it's still fresh!

Secretary Wang, would you like some help?"

Yan Bugui stretched out his hand holding the green onion from behind his back and gestured.

"No, no, we won't take a single needle or thread from the people!" Wang Gang laughed happily. It was so cool! It was so damn cool!

Just ask who else can take things away from Yan Bugui, this stingy and calculating guy!

Yan Bugui was delighted, thinking that his scallions were safe! He subconsciously tried to take his hand back, but Wang Gang snatched away two of them.

"But Third Master has invited me so graciously, it would be unreasonable for a junior like me not to accept it. I dare not refuse a gift from an elder! Hehe~"

Wang Gang was holding two scallions in his hands, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the expression of Yan Bugui who was stabbed in the back. He walked to the backyard humming a little tune.

Even if we take your things, we have to do it in a respectable way. As for whether you are willing in your heart or not, that's your fucking business!

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully completing the mental backstab! ]

[Ding, considering the host's first mental backstab was successful, the second backstab reward is forcibly replaced! ]

[Ding, a large supermarket building as a reward! ]

System Tips: In order to prevent the host from starving to death, this system has specially prepared a five-story supermarket for the host, with all items included!

Joy! Damn, give me joy!

Starting next year, whoever wants to starve will starve! Long live the system daddy!

The smile on Wang Gang's face became more and more unrestrained. Before, he was indeed worried about the disasters in the next three years, but now it doesn't matter at all. The necessary equipment for a time traveler has been prepared. The next step is to live a prosperous life in this year!

Damn, this Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is not as good as my own system!

"Secretary Wang is off work!"

"How was your first day at work, Secretary Wang?"

"Hello, Secretary Wang!"

Wang Gang responded to everyone who greeted him with a smile from the bottom of his heart, and then returned to his backyard.

"Secretary Wang is back!" Su Chunfang squatted on the ground and washed clothes in the basin. Summer is here, and people sweat a lot. There are many clothes to wash every day, and they have to wash them every day to wear them all!

Of course, a slutty woman like Qin Huairu from the Intermediate Court washes clothes every day in the middle of winter. Secretary Wang said he couldn’t understand it!

"Mom, who did you learn this from?" Wang Gang rolled his eyes and took the key out of his pocket and shook it in front of her.

Comrade Su Chunfang no longer cared about having fun with her own child. She stared blankly at the key in her son's hand and asked, "This, is this the house allocated by your street office?"

After saying this, she rubbed her eyes subconsciously, until Wang Gang handed the key to her, then tears of joy filled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, my son is getting better and better. Haha! Ask your dad to go out and buy something good tonight!"

Comrade Wang Jianhua had just arrived at the backyard with his eldest son when he heard this delightful news. He gave his youngest son a look that said "you're great", turned around and walked out without any reluctance at all!

Seeing this, Wang Ma burst into laughter and said, "Old Wang, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Wait until I tell you what to buy!"

Comrade Wang Jianhua scratched his head slightly embarrassedly and walked back, "Well, just say it, I can hear you!"

Wang Tie and Wang Gang looked at each other and laughed. As the eldest brother in the family, Wang Tie patted his younger brother's shoulder with satisfaction and gave him a cigarette.

"You are really good! You are better than me, your brother. I don't know when I will get this house!"

"Don't worry, it's only a matter of time. Just wait for your brother to become a minor official. Then the house will be simpler, right?"

Wang Tie was happy. He was not the stubborn type. He was the kind of person who was devoted and humble to death. "Okay, then I will wait for you, kid!"

"That's right!"

"Buy some cooked food. You should still have some wine, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I won't buy it if I don't buy it!"

"Buy two more cans. Both of our sons love them!"

Comrade Wang Jianhua twitched his lips, but still said there was no problem!

Only after Ms. Su Chunfang had made all the arrangements for him did he take his two beloved sons home.

"Let's wait until we're done eating, then we'll go next door and clean up and see if there's anything missing. Then we'll give you some more."

"Mom, if I need anything, I can arrange it myself when I get my salary!" Wang Gang raised his hands to show that he has the ability to add bricks and tiles to his own house.

"No, listen to mom. Your brother has prepared something for him, but the steel mill hasn't allocated a house for him yet. I'll arrange one for him when he has one in the future. This is what your dad and I have agreed on!"