Siheyuan: Struggle in the Red Era

At the end of December, it was the day off and Lin Baoyan packed up and prepared to return to the courtyard.

Cao Shuiyun, who lived in the same dormitory, looked at the yellow sand outside the window and said worriedly, "It's only a few hours now, why is it so dark? Is the sandstorm so severe?"

Lin Baoyan wrapped the scarf carefully around her head and said, "It can't be helped. The lack of rainfall for a long time means the sandstorm will be strong."

Her voice sounded muffled and a little strange through the scarf.

Cao Shuiyun rubbed his hands that were covered with chilblains and continued to look out the window worriedly.

Tao Xiaomei, who was lying on the upper bunk, dropped the book in her hand and said with equal worry, "It never rains. If it continues like this, what will happen to the winter wheat? If the grain production continues to decrease next year, how will we live?"

After hearing what she said, Cao Shuiyun also became worried. Her family also lived in the countryside and depended on the weather for their livelihood. If the weather was not right and the crops failed, it would affect the family's income. If the drought continued next year, let alone whether her family would continue to let her study, the big problem was whether the family could continue to have enough food.

Lin Baoyan was reluctant to speak up. She was a city resident. No matter how the climate changed, as long as the country did not reduce the food ration, she would not have to worry about not having enough food. Not to mention, she still had a space.

"I'm leaving. Go home quickly while you can still see the road outside. See you tomorrow." Lin Baoyan opened the door and said goodbye to her roommate.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." The roommates also said goodbye.

After going out, Lin Baoyan found that the wind and sand outside were even stronger than what she saw in the dormitory. After taking two steps, the wind and sand blew towards her head and face, making her eyes squint into slits. At this time, she especially missed the windproof glasses of future generations.

She clasped her hands and walked towards the school gate with her head down. The classmates she met on the way were just like her, with their heads wrapped tightly and rushing forward with their heads down.

After leaving the school gate, she walked towards home.

The high school is not far from her home, and it usually takes only five minutes to walk there.

However, the wind was strong and sand was blowing today, so she walked much slower. Ten minutes later, she finally stood at the gate of her yard.

The room was filled with fine sand and the temperature inside was extremely low.

If she didn't have enough freedom in her own house and could come and go as she pleased, Lin Baoyan really wouldn't want to go back to the courtyard in this weather. It would be so cold on the way, and when she came back she would have to clean and light the fire again. Housework was very time-consuming.

There was a regular knocking sound on the back wall.

Lin Baoyan walked into the inner room, opened the window at the back, picked up a stool and climbed out of the window.

The monkey who had been in contact with her handed her a note.

Lin Baoyan looked at the request on the note and frowned. Why was it asked to provide fruits again? The method of providing them was the same as last time. Was it calculated that this time was enough for the fruits to grow again?

However, the task was so simple that Lin Baoyan only needed to pick the fruits. She said to the monkey, "Come and get them in two hours." Then, it climbed into the window again.

Too lazy to clean or light a fire to warm the house, Lin Baoyan entered the space, took off her thick cotton jacket, rolled up her sleeves, took a bamboo basket, and prepared to pick fruit.

She couldn't consume much fruit by herself, and she never picked the fruit in advance and stored it in the storage space. Chinese people are used to eating fresh fruit, and no matter how good the storage space is, it can't compare to the freshness of fruit just picked from the tree.

After living alone, she was interested in picking some fruits and making some fruit wine to store.

But, I don’t have time at all.

She had never been to high school in her previous life, so she didn't know how high school students at that time studied. Nowadays, high school students have to learn a lot, and their daily schedules are tightly arranged. By the time they finish a day's study, take care of chores, and lie down on the bed, they are exhausted and have no energy to do anything else. Therefore, the idea of ​​brewing fruit wine has been postponed again and again, and the fruit hanging on the tree will still hang on the tree.

Fortunately, the fruits on the trees will not fall off after they are ripe, otherwise, she would be heartbroken to see a pile of rotten fruits under the trees.

After more than an hour, almost half of the mango fruit from the mango tree was picked. Lin Baoyan wiped the sweat off her body, quickly put on her cotton jacket, and left the space carrying the bamboo basket.

Looking at the still dusty room, Lin Baoyan resigned herself to fetching water from the space and cleaning the house.

After she cleaned the house and lit the coal stove, the temperature in the house slowly rose, and the regular knocking sounds came from behind the house again.

Picking up the bamboo basket, Lin Baoyan opened the window at the back of the inner room and handed the bamboo basket out.

She asked the monkey, "Will you still be here tomorrow? When will you hand over to me at school?"

Monkey said, "Can I come at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning?" Seeing Lin Baoyan nod, he continued, "For school, before evening self-study, don't you have to pass by Building 2? Just give it to me when you get there."

After agreeing on the time and place, the monkey left.

Lim Bo-yeon sighed.

This is how it is in a group life. If you don't want to be a loner and attract attention, you have to fit in. If you fit in, you will be surrounded by a group wherever you go. This is really not friendly to someone like her who has secrets, especially when you need to complete a task.

However, when she thought of the news Wu Zhi brought, she had no other ideas.

Wu Zhi said that the courtyard house is now in great chaos. The west room of the hall is now empty again, and all the units are unanimous in not intervening. They are just waiting to see whether the next person to move in will be a time traveler as well.

The courtyards near the Siheyuan have also seen frequent changes recently, and many of the residents have changed. Obviously, they were all attracted by Courtyard No. 95.

Of course, these new residents were thoroughly investigated, and the forces behind them were also exposed, but the higher-ups held back and did nothing.

The situation in the city has been very tense in the past few months, but ordinary people don't feel anything. Those who have some connections are now keeping their tails between their legs and dare not jump around, for fear of offending someone and getting into trouble.

Law enforcement agencies have already taken joint action to sweep up those restless characters in the city again and again, raids and arrests have been carried out in black markets time and again, and detention centers and the like are now crammed with people. The mines that are in desperate need of labor have also added a lot of new manpower, and production has increased, causing the people in charge to be grinning from ear to ear.

The three of them are now completely safe.

If there were people investigating him and Xiao Li before, now, no one cared about their life or death. Even Zhou Kangzhan, who later moved into the south room of the west wing, attracted some attention only because he was soon transferred to the branch as the director. No one would sneak into his room to check anymore.

This made the energy detector under his room much safer.