Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

February 9, 1960, the thirteenth day of the first lunar month;

Suitable for: weddings, travel, cleaning, groundbreaking, praying for blessings...

Avoid: moving house, moving to a new house, building a stove, setting up a fire, digging a well.

Early in the morning, Zhang Dabiao didn't go to school. He was preparing to study on his own, and spending all his time reading texts with a bunch of third-grade kids was incredibly embarrassing!

Moreover, because of Bang Geng and Yan Bugui, especially Yan Bugui's matter, teachers and leaders would often glance at him through the classroom window when passing by, and then nod intentionally or unintentionally...

Damn it, have I turned into a monkey?

So he simply asked Yan Jiekuang to pass on the message that he should study at home and take the grade skipping exam after 3 months.

Principal Feng had also explained to him that the final exams were originally only for Chinese and Math. But since he had skipped a grade and gone directly from the 3rd grade to elementary school graduation, he needed the approval of all the teachers, and the Education Bureau was also watching him closely.

So you have to take exams for every course—that's really sad news...

However, Principal Feng also told Zhang Dabiao not to worry, as long as he passed, it was fine, which was considered a special consideration from the school.

You expect a simpleton who's only been in elementary school for ten years to get over 90 in every subject? Isn't that just bullying an honest person?

What if you push him too far and he causes trouble again?

He was even planning to discuss with the teachers in private that even if Zhang Dabiao failed the test, he should still get 60 points!

The most important thing is to get him to graduate and get out of here!

This is getting a bit annoying for Zhang Dabiao; he has a lot of books to memorize.

Just as Zhang Dabiao finished breakfast, the renovation team from the neighborhood committee entered the courtyard and began repairing two small side rooms in the central courtyard.

The leader of the team is none other than Master Lei, the unchanging supporting character in traditional courtyard house fan fiction.

"Master Lei, how come these two rooms are rented out?"

"I don't know either. Director Wang sent us to repair the house."

The neighbors, who were at home and not at work, surrounded him, asking questions all at once. It was unclear whether Director Wang had given instructions or if Master Lei genuinely didn't know. They just kept their heads down and continued working.

First, the firewood and miscellaneous items piled up in the side room were moved to the side of the central courtyard. Whoever owned them could take them back. If there was nowhere to put them, piling them up in a corner wouldn't be a problem.

Then they started going up to the roof to remove the tiles and check for leaks, as well as cleaning and repairing the house, patching up holes, painting it white, and leveling the floor.

Zhang Dabiao didn't have any special requirements. He just wanted the waterproofing done well, the house kept clean, and a separate electricity meter installed.

In addition, a separate handwashing basin was built for him in the corner of the small courtyard, and tap water was brought there. Every day, the whole courtyard lined up to get water in the central courtyard, and Qin Huairu had been monopolizing the tap for a long time, which was very annoying.

Then build a fence along the covered walkway to enclose the small courtyard, creating a self-contained little world—perfect!

Since the neighborhood committee came to repair the houses and didn't say who would receive them, the neighbors didn't have any objections.

However, the Jia family had their own ideas, and Jia Dongxu went to work at the factory early. Qin Huairu, seeing that she hadn't gotten any useful information, went to find Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai is on leave and resting at home. He almost suffered a stroke last time because he was so angry. Since returning from the hospital, he has been keeping a low profile.

Zhang Dabiao had thoroughly dealt with the entire courtyard, so he didn't dare to cause any more trouble.

The deaf old lady also talked to him alone for a long time, telling him to focus on getting better first, find a way to get his job grade promoted, and then talk about the manager's matter. At the very least, she told him not to cause any trouble for the next six months.

If this continues, the deaf old woman is worried that Yi Zhonghai will die before her!

No matter how unwilling Yi Zhonghai was, he could only accept his defeat.

As for what Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai discussed, Zhang Dabiao neither knew nor was interested in knowing.

After Qin Huairu went inside, Aunt Liu came out, took a broom and dustpan, and went to clean the rain-dampened room. Sometimes she would even help Qin Jingru glue matchboxes back together.

At this moment, Liu Guangtian came out from the backyard and immediately approached Zhang Dabiao, who was reading a book in the covered walkway.

"Da Biao, aren't you going to school?"

"I've taken leave to study at home and will skip a grade and take the exam in three months."

"Is everything alright?"

"Remove the word 'ba' and how could there be a problem? This isn't a vocational school or university entrance exam."

"If I can't even handle elementary school exams, I might as well just find a city gate tower and jump off."

Liu Guangqi – [As if you could handle this before…]

However, what Zhang Dabiao said was true. The textbooks of that era only taught practical skills and were eager for you to succeed!

Many later textbooks have anti-self-learning mechanisms, making them obscure and difficult to understand. Even with a teacher, they are still difficult to understand, let alone without one.

To use a joking analogy, textbooks of this era talk about screws—this is a screw, tightening it clockwise can lock the connection.

Later teaching materials—This is a screw, made of metal, mostly black or silver, originating in XXXX, invented by XXX, embodying human XXXX…

Exam: How to use screws...

Do I need to know who invented a screw to play with it?

Do I need to get to know the chef before I can even order a dish?

It's one thing to prevent game addiction, but why the hell do textbooks have to prevent self-study?

Why would I buy it?

Getting back to the point, Liu Guangqi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just keep that in mind. I'm going to work now. The wedding will proceed as planned this week, and after the wedding..."

Liu Guangqi raised his chin and nodded towards the side room, meaning you move over there, I'll move over here—perfect!

Zhang Dabiao nodded: "If you need anything for your wedding, just ask me, and I'll put something together for you."

Liu Guangqi smiled and nodded: "That's enough. Anyway, I won't take advantage of you."

"Please save me ten pounds of meat first, and a few pounds of hot pot base. I'll discuss the rest with my dad later, and then I'll ask you for your opinion."

"kindness."

There were already four 4-pound bags of pork belly in the refrigerator at home. Over the past few days, I've been taking them out of my little nest and putting them back in, and the little nest is being replenished with supplies every day. I've already collected quite a lot.

This stuff can't be stored at room temperature like rice or snacks. If we don't use it up soon, the refrigerator and freezer won't have enough room for it.

"Hey, right, since you're not going to school, why don't you send some supplies to the factory?" Liu Guangqi had only taken a couple of steps when he turned back and asked.

"You should at least send it once or twice a month, right?"

"You're right, how about—"

He suddenly saw Qin Jingru washing the dishes.

"How about I go to Qinjiatun to collect supplies? The weather's pretty good today anyway." It would be a good opportunity to fix the problem of where my supplies come from. It's easy to run into trouble if I only take things out and don't take them in. My place is only so big.

Also, we should collect more items; they might come in handy when Liu Guangqi holds his wedding banquet.

"Does the factory have tricycles?"

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Then, around 9 a.m., Zhang Dabiao, with an excited Qin Jingru in tow, rode the tricycle he had borrowed from the factory and headed excitedly towards Qinjiatun.

Then Zhang Dabiao regretted it—

The cycling distance was 55 kilometers!