Siheyuan: Since 51

"Damn! There are so many troubles tonight!"

Lin Zhiyuan muttered to himself, then quietly moved forward.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard and took a closer look, Lin Zhiyuan was speechless.

"Uncle He, what are you doing?"

He Daqing, who was concentrating on prying the door open, was suddenly frightened. He turned around quickly and found that it was Lin Zhiyuan. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhiyuan, scaring others can kill them, you know that?" He Daqing's expressionless face trembled for the first time, "Why are you here?"

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands and sighed, "I went to my aunt's house in Changping and missed the bus. I walked back here. How about you?"

"I……"

He Daqing pondered for a moment and said, "I went to a friend's house for a while, and who knew that we would chat until the middle of the night. Isn't it because I am sorry to disturb Old Yan, and I am opening the door?"

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips, not believing it at all. According to his memory, he probably had hooked up with the White Widow. What did he mean by chatting until late at night? He meant chatting until the bed!

Without exposing him, he held out his hand and gestured, "Uncle He, please continue!"

The two chatted idly.

When the door opened, He Daqing hesitated and said, "Zhiyuan, let's have lunch together tomorrow at noon!"

After a little thought, Lin Zhiyuan figured it out and said immediately, "I've wanted to try Uncle He's cooking for a long time, but can we change it to the evening? I have something to do during the day!"

"Okay, then we'll do it tonight. Let's see tomorrow!"

Watching He Daqing walk into the central courtyard, Lin Zhiyuan shook his head and gently knocked on his door.

After a while, the door was opened.

Lin Zhihui rubbed his eyes sleepily, "Brother, you're back?"

"Well, go to sleep, Zhihui!"

Lying on the bed, Lin Zhiyuan closed his eyes and rested.

Until he heard Lin Zhihui snoring next to him, he quickly came to the space.

Crackling is the operation.

About five acres of land was divided into ten plots by Lin Zhiyuan.

Various seeds were planted evenly, and the well water was controlled to irrigate them one by one.

Lin Zhiyuan's attention was then focused on the various cubs running around.

Pigpen, sheeppen, cowshed, chicken coop, duck house.

One by one, earth walls emerged from the ground and appeared neatly beside the pond.

Lin Zhiyuan was busy and having fun, and the Military Control Office was also extremely lively.

trial room.

After reading the confessions filled with crimes, the person in charge smacked his lips and said, "It's really detailed!"

Across from him, the tall man who was handcuffed to the interrogation chair twitched his lips and said, "How can it not be detailed? You have to write it all down even if you're here!"

The person in charge didn't hear clearly, frowned and asked: "What did you say?"

Shaking his head, the tall man denied it flatly, "I didn't say anything!"

"Tell me, do you have something else that you haven't explained clearly?"

"Impossible!" the tall man immediately retorted, "It's definitely written clearly in there!"

The person in charge stared at the tall man suspiciously, and after a long while he said slowly, "Are you sure that this is all you wrote?"

“I didn’t write it!”

The tall man muttered something, somewhat fearlessly. He had confessed everything he needed to confess. The worst that could happen was death. As long as he didn't betray the immortal and wasn't super-doubled, death would be the best outcome.

"No, you must be hiding something!"

The person in charge was suspicious by nature, and in an instant, he thought of ten thousand possibilities.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the problem was not simple, so he sneered and said, "Although we do not advocate the use of torture, when we encounter a stubborn person like you, we have no choice but to do it!"

After being beaten again, the tall man was a little dazed and said weakly: "Do you believe that there are gods in the world?"

"Snapped!"

The person in charge slammed the table hard and shouted, "We are staunch atheists. Put away your little tricks!"

The tall man gave a bitter smile, "There is no trick. Since you don't believe me, I will really explain it clearly. Please give me a quick death!"

"Stubborn!"

The person in charge stood up and waved his hand, "Beat him!"

The tall man was already numb, the pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart.

If he could live his life over again, he would definitely remind himself to study hard and learn to write at least a few words. It is really terrible to be uneducated!

Come next door.

The person in charge sat down expressionlessly.

On the other side, the short man heard the noise and quickly said, "Sir, I wrote all of that. I guarantee that nothing is missing!"

The person in charge finally smiled and nodded, "A man who knows the times is a hero. If the big guy next door could be like you, my job would be much easier!"

The short guy was confused. He was the big brother, but he was still not behaving himself even at this point.

"Report! I dare not, I know the policy!"

"It's fine!" The person in charge picked up the evidence and said, "Make sure there is nothing missing!"

"Report, I promise there isn't any!"

The next day, early morning.

The morning glow waved its veil, and Lin Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes.

When I came out of the inner room, I saw my younger brother Lin Zhihui and my younger sister Lin Manyu sitting at the eight-immortal table.

"Brother!" Lin Manyu was a little depressed.

Lin Zhiyuan frowned, "What's wrong? Did your second brother bully you? Tell your eldest brother and I'll take care of him!"

Lin Zhihui was stunned. What did I do?

Looking at Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Manyu, Lin Zhihui decided to make breakfast to avoid taking the blame.

Lin Manyu waved her hand, "No, Second Brother didn't bully me. Big Brother, am I a burden to you now?"

Lin Zhiyuan immediately got angry, "Don't listen to the nonsense of outsiders, just study hard, and you don't have to worry about the family. I am counting on you to go to college and bring honor to the family!"

After much persuasion, Lin Manyu was finally comforted and a smile appeared on her face again. Lin Zhiyuan finally felt relieved.

Lin Zhihui also prepared breakfast.

In fact, there is nothing much to prepare. Each person has a bowl of cornmeal porridge and some pickled vegetables.

Lin Zhihui and Lin Manyu ate with gusto.

Even with the memory, Lin Zhiyuan was still a little scared.

Looking at the gray paste in the bowl, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that the cornmeal of those days was not the cornmeal of later generations. Not only was it not ground so finely, it was even crushed together with the corn cobs.

It doesn't have any grain aroma when you drink it, but instead has a grassy taste, and it scratches your throat.

After forcing himself to finish a bowl of wine, Lin Zhiyuan went out.

After walking for several hours yesterday, Lin Zhiyuan decided to repair the bicycle first.

The brand has also been confirmed.

In the previous life, didn’t the older generation say that flying pigeons are fast and durable, and it’s not bad to have heavier red flags?

Choose one of three.

Walking on the street, there are no tall buildings and no traffic.

There are only rough slogans on both sides of the road and pedestrians exuding confidence.

Occasionally there are a few bicycles passing by, and they are truly the coolest guys on the street.

However, to say that bicycles are equivalent to supercars is pure nonsense.

As far as Lin Zhiyuan's memory goes, there would be one for every ten households, at least twenty households would be no problem.

If public institutions are included, on average, dozens of people can have one.

Per capita, that’s the international practice!

The supply and marketing cooperative established in early 49 was definitely a feat.

It not only brings convenience to the people, but also stabilizes the market.

As soon as it opened, it became a favorite haunt for old Beijingers.

Looking left and right, Lin Zhiyuan walked slowly to the supply and marketing cooperative and was dumbfounded.