Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 7 The Three Masters’ Visit

A brain that has been exposed to information explosion always feels out of place in this era. Although there is a savings of tens of thousands of yuan at home, it is found that there is nothing to buy and nothing to spend. Isn’t it frustrating?

People of this era seem simple and enthusiastic, but it's of no use to him. The serious gap in thinking makes it difficult for him to even communicate. When he communicates with his original body's two childhood friends, it's more like acting.

Ma Qing really thought about the plan of crossing the river to the port last night, but considering that there are no direct flights, no sea routes, and the land route is too long, the uncertainty and risk are too high, he had to give up. At present, it seems that going to a technical secondary school is the only correct way.

Ma Qing opened the textbook out of boredom and studied it. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to have become smarter. Perhaps it was the fusion of the souls of two lives, or perhaps it was the subconscious improvement of the information explosion in the previous life. In any case, the memory and calculation abilities of his brain had been greatly improved.

To make an analogy, the ordinary hard drive has become a solid-state drive, and the memory has changed from single-core to multi-core. As for whether the CPU has changed, it is not clear yet. It seems that this technical secondary school is stable. I am worthy of it. It was not in vain. I still have a cheat. Little did I know that this is not Ma Qing's cheat, but just a by-product of the time travel.

In addition to studying Chinese, mathematics, politics, foreign languages, physics and chemistry, which are required for junior high school students, Ma Qing focused his main energy on how to live in the future. The three-year difficult period was about to come, and it was not known how many months the big pot meal could be eaten, at most it would not exceed the middle of the year.

How will I solve the problem then? Eating in the Red Star Factory cafeteria will be no problem, but the food ration will definitely not be enough. I will be hungry then. That's fucked up. I actively lose weight at the age of 40, and passively lose weight at the age of 15. What's the point of that?

Ma Qing thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any solution. Even if he stored some food now, it would be useless. Not only could he not find so much food to store, but it would also be bad if people knew about it.

For three whole years, there was no point in reducing the number of crops. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with any solution. Then the school bell rang, and as usual, I continued to have the big pot meal with my childhood friends, and then went home. There was nothing I could do, my life was just so regular.

Ma Qing felt that he had become a popular person since he traveled through time. Look, three old men were blocking his door again, and each of them was holding a can of fruit in his hand.

Speaking of canned fruits, it is really interesting. In the inner room of Ma Qing's house, which is the room where his grandfather used to live, there are more than fifty canned fruits. Can you believe it? These were given to Ma Qing by the leaders, colleagues, friends and neighbors of the steel rolling mill during the funeral of Ma Qing's parents and when Ma Qing was in a coma. Maybe it was a trend, and basically everyone who came brought a can of canned fruit.

After letting the three uncles into the house and serving them tea, they said that as neighbors for many years and the spiritual leaders of the courtyard, they came to visit and comfort Comrade Xiao Ma who had lost both his parents. They hoped that Comrade Xiao Ma would forget his sorrow and bravely embrace a new life.

Ma Qing didn't listen carefully to what was said specifically, but that was roughly the meaning. Then came the key point, because somehow the third uncle mentioned his family's eldest son, Yan Jiecheng.

Ma Qing now perked up and immediately understood the purpose of the three uncles' visit. To be exact, the third uncle had something to do and he didn't know how he got the other two to help. It all depended on how these three old uncles would perform to add some spice to Ma Qing's boring life.

"Liu Guangqi, Yan Jiecheng, Ma Qing and other members of their generation have grown up. They have a close relationship that is like brothers, but better than brothers."

Look at this PUA, how many neighbors in this world have really good relationships? Think about how many of your good friends are neighbors, this kind of relationship depends on compatibility and has nothing to do with living distance. It also has to be an uncle. With a sentence of growing up together, the relationship becomes close, "My Guangqi is now in secondary school, and your Jiecheng seems to be one year behind Guangqi. Has he started working after graduation?" You can tell that these words were said by the second uncle, who tried to get himself out of the way first. It seems that he received benefits from the third uncle, but the benefits were not much, just an appearance fee.

"My child Jie Cheng is not as good as your child Guang Qi. He didn't make it through school. You can say he has bad luck. After he graduated from junior high school last year, the company stopped recruiting jobs and he hasn't had any arrangements since then. He usually does odd jobs and hangs around everywhere. I'm really worried about him."

The Third Uncle is playing the emotional card, fully expressing a father's anxiety and worry about his son's future, but Ma Qing is unmoved. He deliberately opens his eyes wide and looks at the Third Uncle, looking forward to his continued performance.

The third uncle was a little confused and embarrassed, so he had to look to the first uncle for help. Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to say, "Ma Qing, I heard in the factory that you inherited two work positions. I don't know what you are planning to do. You definitely can't take up two work positions by yourself. Jie Cheng is a good buddy who grew up with you, and he has no place to stay now. You can sell your work position to his family. Old neighbors should help each other and make progress together."

He is indeed a great man, generous to others and cultivating his own favors. Besides, it was obviously me who helped Yan Jiecheng, so how did it become helping each other? Ma Qing couldn't help but admire him. He is indeed an eighth-level worker, with a smart mind and nothing to fault with what he said. Finding fault with his words would make one seem narrow-minded and petty.

Ma Qing didn't say anything, but turned to look at the third uncle, who said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, for the sake of my own child, I will also sacrifice my old face. Ma Qing, if you agree, I will give you..."

"Stop it," Ma Qing waved his hand hastily, "Please stop talking. So it's about this matter. I won't listen to your price, lest you think that I, Ma Qing, think the price is too low and don't agree. I won't listen to the price, because you are late, and this work position has been given up."

"Ah, so fast? Ma Qing, don't be fooled. This price..."

"Stop, stop, my uncle, I told you this is not about the price. Don't you think it's strange that I inherited two workstations?

I won't go into the details. Anyway, you know that, strictly speaking, only relatives can inherit the job. As for selling it, I can't sell it to anyone without the leader's approval. You should understand what I mean. I can't do anything about it."

The three uncles looked at each other, the first and second uncles nodded to each other, and then shook their heads at the third uncle together. The third uncle sighed, stood up and looked at Ma Qing. Just as he was about to speak again, the first uncle who stood up gently pushed him and pulled him out of the house.

Then the second uncle also stood up, patted Ma Qing on the shoulder, and left with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the three old men walking out of his yard, Ma Qing curled his lips. Not to mention Ma Qing, even his original self was very calm when facing the three uncles. He did not have the mentality described in those courtyard novels where the three uncles were so omnipotent that everyone in the courtyard trembled in fear.

This is the capital of a country. Over the past few decades, there have been various movements and wars; study sessions organized by the working class after the founding of the People's Republic of China, various literacy classes organized by the street office, propaganda meetings on changing customs and habits, trade unions, mutual aid societies, and all kinds of organizations. People in this city have seen everything and have been instilled with all kinds of theoretical knowledge. It is really funny that they can be fooled by the three uncles who were elected as volunteers in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)