Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Yi Ping'an had a dreamless night. He was awakened in the morning by the sound of pots and pans in the yard. He opened his eyes and looked outside. The sky was just beginning to brighten. These people got up really early.

Yi Ping'an also got up and practiced martial arts and took a shower in the space as usual. But after coming out, he took his toiletries to the sink in the yard. Yi Ping'an would not let others notice anything unreasonable, and he has been doing this for many years.

There were women in the yard washing things by the pool. I greeted them all. Yang Cuiyun was there too. When she saw Yi Ping'an coming over, she smiled and said to him, "Ping'an, why are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer? It's still early for work."

As he spoke, he took the basin from his hand and helped fill the toothbrush cup and basin with water.

"Aunt, I'm used to this. I get up so early even at school. Why do you get up so early too?" Yi Ping'an asked while squeezing toothpaste.

"Well, we all get up early, make breakfast, and then go to work. We go shopping for groceries, but we have to go early. If we go late, the good groceries will be gone and they won't be fresh anymore."

Yang Cuiyun was talking while washing the millet in the pot. The millet at this time was roughly processed, not to mention the rice husks, there was also a lot of sand, so she had to wash it several times to get rid of the sand.

Hearing Yang Cuiyun talking about buying vegetables, Yi Ping'an suddenly remembered that it was already October, and it seemed that coupons would be implemented next month. Food coupons, cloth coupons, oil coupons, meat coupons, etc. seemed to be the first to start.

No, he had to talk to his father and ask him to store more food. Although he also had food, he couldn't tell him. Also, he had to get them involved so that there would be a reasonable source. As for the cloth and oil, he should do it because he had a processing workshop. He went out quietly at night and the matter was done.

After Yi Ping'an finished washing up, he greeted everyone along the way and walked out of the courtyard. He walked around the courtyard and came to the small corner gate. This corner gate was the one Wei Zhonghua told him about yesterday. He unlocked it and entered the cross courtyard.

This yard is really big, with three main rooms and two ear rooms, two side rooms on each side, and a corridor. There is a lot of grass in the yard, and it looks like it has been abandoned. There is also a small pond in the yard and a rockery beside the pond. It seems that this was a small garden before.

Yi Ping'an looked around every room. There was hardly any furniture in the room and some of the roofs were leaking. It looked like a huge project, which was no different from rebuilding the house.

After reading it once, Yi Ping'an had a rough plan. The three main rooms are very large, one room is more than 30 square meters, and the height is 4 meters. To be honest, such a large room is a bit wasteful, and it is still cold in winter. A suspended ceiling is definitely needed, and a loft can also be made to store things.

The main room is used as a living room, and a partition is built at the back to make a small bedroom. The bedroom on the east side can be used as a study room, and the bedroom on the west side can also be partitioned off to provide a place for children to live when they get married and have children.

The ear room is about 20 square meters. The west ear room is used as a kitchen and dining room, and the east ear room is used as a boiler room and bathroom. It is mainly for the convenience of drainage and can also supply hot water. The heating furnace is not difficult for Yi Ping'an.

Clean up the east and west wing rooms first, and decide what to use them for later. We will also build another room, making it three rooms. If we can get everything done at once, we won't have to worry about it before the renovation.

A shed storing firewood and coal was built next to the front wall, as the winters here are very cold.

Yi Pingan thought about it and left the cross courtyard, locked the door, and returned to the middle courtyard. He took out a piece of paper and started to make a plan. As a modern person, I have watched a lot of decoration videos, and there are many decorations that make the best use of space.

He spent the whole morning writing and drawing, and finally finished the blueprint. Today he would go to the factory's housing management department and communicate with them so that they can start the construction. It would be cold if he stayed any later, and he was still thinking of moving there early.

At this time, Yang Cuiyun's voice came to call him to eat. Yi Ping installed the blueprint and left the house. As soon as he went out, he saw a little girl in blue clothes coming out of the ear room next to him. It was He Yushui.

"Are you Yu Shui?" Yi Ping'an asked. The child was fair and clean, but a little thin. However, in this era, except for Jia Zhangshi and Liu Haizhong, there was no fat person. He was not short, and he was as tall as Yi Ping'an's shoulders.

"Brother Ping'an," He Yushui also called Yi Ping'an in a low voice. She knew who this was. He was the only stranger in the yard, and he came from next door. He must be Uncle Yi's son. He looked like Uncle Yi, but he was much whiter and more gentle.

Yi Ping'an nodded to her and went to the next room, and Yu Shui also went to the main house.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw his father Yi Zhonghai sitting at the table, and Yang Cuiyun was serving porridge, millet porridge and pancakes, made of two-grain flour. At that time, few families ate pure white flour, and they couldn't afford it.

He greeted his father, took the porridge, sat down and prepared to eat.

There is no rule in ordinary people's homes that one should not talk or eat. While drinking porridge, his father asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Yi Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "It's good, I slept till dawn!"

"I heard from your aunt that you went out this morning?"

"Well, I went out for a walk and took a look over there." Yi Ping'an pointed in the direction of the cross-yard and said.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"It's OK, it's quite big. But it's abandoned, and needs to be repaired before we can live in it. I drew the blueprints this morning, and will go to the Housing Management Department today to talk to them and ask them to start the work. It will be too cold if we delay any longer." Yi Ping'an answered his father. It's impossible to do construction in the north in winter. It's too cold, and the well-mixed soil will freeze in a short time.

"That's fine. Is there anything else you need in your room? Tell your aunt and ask her to get it for you."

"No, that's good." Yi Ping'an said and whispered to Yang Cuiyun, "Aunt, from today on, you should bring back some food every day. It doesn't have to be much, just 10 or 15 kilograms. Also, don't buy from one place, go around the city more often, and don't let anyone find out, buy secretly."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai and his wife immediately lost their composure. Having experienced war, they were very sensitive about food issues.

Yi Zhonghai whispered, "Ping An, what's the matter?"

Yi Ping'an nodded and leaned his head towards the middle. Seeing Yi Ping'an doing this, the two people also did the same action.

"Dad, Aunt, we're going to use coupons starting next month. In the future, to buy food, cloth, meat, oil, etc., you need coupons in addition to money. You can't buy them without coupons even if you have money.

The private restaurants and shops on the streets will also be operated by the public and private sectors. Private transactions will no longer be allowed, and there will be more and more types of tickets. While you don’t need tickets now, buy as much as you can, especially for industrial products.”

"Ping'an, where did the ticket come from?" Yang Cuiyun was most concerned about these things that were related to the family's food problem.

"The tickets are issued by the higher-ups. Everyone with a city household registration will be given a food certificate and a non-staple food certificate. Moreover, the food and non-staple food are rationed. You won't have any extra. Don't tell anyone. Just keep it to yourself." Yi Ping'an warned solemnly.

"Rational quantity? What if there's not enough to eat?" Yang Cuiyun was a little anxious. Wouldn't she be hungry again? But her voice didn't get louder.

"Figure it out yourself. The ration is set based on each person's job and age. The country won't let us starve to death." Yi Ping'an looked at her and said, but there was one more thing he didn't say, except during famine.

"You don't have to buy cloth and oil. I'll find a way. I know the leaders of the textile factory and the oil press factory, and I've repaired machines for them before." Yi Ping'an said.

"Ping'an, what about those with rural household registration?" Yi Zhonghai thought of the family of his apprentice Jia Dongxu. Jia Dongxu was the only one in his family with a city household registration.

Yi Ping'an also thought of this. He was also thinking about this. If the Jia family’s affairs were not resolved, Yi Zhonghai would not ignore it for the sake of Jia Dongxu’s face.

Although Yi Ping'an had no shortage of food, he did not want to cause trouble, especially with the Jia family, whom he was psychologically resistant to.

"It would be best to change to an urban household registration. The child's household registration follows the mother, and the city has become a fixed quota. Do you think the countryside will not change?" Yi Ping'an did not mention the issue of collective land. Some things can be said, and some cannot be said.

So the best way is to let Qin Huairu change her household registration to a city hukou, but I don’t know if she can change her household registration now.

But he still reminded Yi Zhonghai: "Dad, there are some things we can't control. Just give a subtle reminder will be enough."

According to Yi Ping'an's observation, Jia Dongxu is still quite reliable. It is hard to say about Jia Zhangshi at the moment, as the gap between him and his original idea is too big.

As for Qin Huairu, Yi Ping'an just said hello yesterday, but Yi Ping'an didn't dare to underestimate her. The plot and fan fiction both said that she was the smartest one.

"Dad knows." Yi Zhonghai and Yang Cuiyun did not doubt Yi Ping'an's words. Yi Zhonghai knew that Yi Ping'an was in contact with leaders, some of whom were leaders in the department. He might have heard some rumors.

Yang Cuiyun didn't think too much about it. It was normal for her son to be capable and know something about the above matters.

It was because of trust that Yi Ping'an dared to tell them all this. Otherwise, with his low-key personality, he would not say it. Anyway, he had a way to get the things.