Courtyard Houses: From Families of Martyrs and Orphans to Giants of the Times

backyard.

A cold wind was blowing.

Banggeng stood at the door, holding an empty bowl, looking on expectantly.

That appearance.

It's about the same as a stray puppy.

Lin Jian'an looked at him and suddenly felt like laughing.

In the original work.

The stalk later grew crooked and became like that.

After all.

It's because my family didn't teach me well.

Jia Zhangshi always protected her own children.

Qin Huairu couldn't control him.

They never hit people for stealing.

Instead, they felt that "the child is still young."

Over time.

Petty theft has become a habit.

But now.

This kid is only seven or eight years old.

There is still hope.

Give me the bowl.

The stick was quickly handed over.

He even subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

They clearly didn't eat enough.

Lin Jian'an took the bowl and spoke calmly:

"Don't sneak into my room at night anymore."

"Let me catch you one more time."

"I'm really going to beat you up."

Banggeng shrank his neck.

But I still can't help asking:

"Then...can I come again in the future?"

"What are you here for?"

"I'll help you with the work."

"I can start a fire."

"They also dump coal ash."

"I can run very fast."

In conclusion.

This kid is even a little arrogant.

Lin Jian'an almost burst out laughing.

"OK."

"I'll call you if there's any work to be done in the future."

Banggeng's eyes lit up immediately.

"real?"

"Um."

"However, there's one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"Don't steal."

Bang Geng fell silent.

A few seconds passed.

He nodded sullenly.

"knew……"

Lin Jian'an didn't say anything more.

Some things.

It can't be changed in just a few words.

But at least.

Let's keep this kid calm for now.

Don't just focus on your own home all the time.

Otherwise, the system will be exposed sooner or later.

Wait until the stick stalk runs back to the Intermediate People's Court.

Lin Jianan then went back into the house.

As soon as I entered the door...

A system notification suddenly sounded.

【Ding! 】

The host's behavior has a slight influence on historical figures.

[Reward: 2 points]

Lin Jian'an was stunned for a moment.

"You can get points for this?"

[Changes in the trajectory of the times will grant additional rewards]

I saw this line of text.

Lin Jian'an's eyes slowly brightened.

He suddenly realized.

That's where the system's true power lies.

It may not be just about recycling.

Instead, it's about "change".

To change a person's fate.

Changing the trajectory of the times.

Thinking about this...

A bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

But soon.

It was suppressed again.

It's too early now.

He hadn't even managed to get a proper meal.

Thinking that far ahead is pointless.

The most important thing right now.

It's still about points.

"We have to go to the junkyard."

Lin Jian'an had already made up his mind.

These days.

The easiest place to find something missing.

It's definitely a junkyard.

Especially in the 1950s.

Many old things are simply ignored.

Just browsing.

You might come across something good.

Early the next morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Lin Jian'an then woke up.

After strengthening my body last night.

He has a lot of energy right now.

A few hours of sleep is enough.

On the kang (heated brick bed).

Yi Xiulan was still asleep.

My complexion is much better than it was a few days ago.

At least I'm not coughing all the time anymore.

Lin Jian'an breathed a sigh of relief.

He then quietly got up.

Start making breakfast.

Cornmeal porridge.

Add a little bit of pickled vegetables.

He didn't dare take out the white flour again.

Last night was already eye-catching enough.

And then eat refined grains every day.

The whole yard has to be blown up.

The porridge is cooking.

A sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"Brother Jian'an!"

"Brother Jian'an!"

Lin Jian'an was taken aback.

I went outside to take a look.

The stalker was standing at the door.

My nose was red from the cold.

But his eyes are exceptionally bright.

Why are you up so early?

Banggeng chuckled.

"I'll help you with the work."

"..."

Lin Jian'an was speechless.

That kid actually came.

"Will you light a stove?"

"meeting!"

Banggeng immediately rushed into the house.

He skillfully began to poke coal briquettes.

They were quite quick in their movements.

Lin Jian'an watched for a while.

Suddenly I realized.

This kid is actually quite smart.

They are also very nimble.

It's just not being used in the right way.

"Brother Jian'an".

While tending to the stove, Banggeng secretly asked:

"You really have flour at home?"

"Um."

"Can I eat this every day?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'll eat it once in a while."

Banggeng immediately looked envious.

"I've only ever eaten it during Chinese New Year in my entire life."

Done.

My stomach, to my dismay, growled.

Lin Jian'an found it amusing.

I ladled half a bowl of porridge for him from the pot.

"Drink it."

Banggeng's eyes lit up immediately.

"Really for me?"

"Fine, then."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The kid picked up the bowl and started drinking heavily.

It was so hot that I couldn't stop breathing.

They were eating.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.

Followed by.

Jia Zhangshi's loud voice rang out.

"A great joke!"

"Where have you been, you little rascal!"

Banggeng shuddered in fright.

I almost dropped the bowl.

next second.

Jia Zhangshi had already rushed into the backyard.

As soon as I entered the door...

She was stunned.

Because Banggeng was squatting by the stove drinking porridge.

And it tasted especially good.

"OK!"

"Where have you been all this time?!"

"So that's where you were hiding to sneak a bite!"

Banggeng suddenly panicked.

"Milk, I didn't steal it!"

"Jian'an gave it to me!"

"Brother Jian'an?"

Jia Zhangshi's eyes widened immediately.

That expression.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Lin Jianan actually fed the piglet?

Has the sun risen in the west?

She looked at Lin Jian'an with suspicion.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Jian'an stirred the porridge as he spoke calmly:

He helped me light the stove.

"It's just a bowl of porridge."

Madam Jia's expression immediately changed.

Her first reaction.

It's not happiness.

Rather, it's about being vigilant.

"You wouldn't want to boss my grandson around, would you?"

"Bang Geng, come back!"

The stick-shaped stalk was clearly unwilling.

But he still obediently stood up.

Before leaving.

I even secretly glanced at the pot.

They were clearly not full.

Lin Jian'an suddenly spoke.

"I want to eat in the future."

"We'll exchange it for labor."

"Stop thinking about stealing."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Jia Zhangshi's face instantly turned ugly.

She could certainly understand what those words meant.

"Who are you calling a thief!"

"I didn't name names."

"you--"

"Alright, Mom!"

Suddenly, Qin Huairu's voice came from behind.

She walked quickly into the backyard.

First, he glared at Bang Geng.

Then, somewhat embarrassed, he looked at Lin Jian'an.

"Jian'an, the child is ignorant."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Her words were clearly more pleasing to the ear than those of Jia Zhangshi.

Lin Jian'an didn't give him the cold shoulder.

"fine."

"Bang Geng is quite diligent."

Qin Huairu was clearly taken aback.

I guess they didn't expect that either.

Lin Jianan is good at praising others.

The stick next to him straightened its back immediately.

His face was beaming with joy.

That appearance.

It felt like being recognized for the first time.

Qin Huairu saw it all.

My feelings suddenly became complicated.

What kind of person is my own son?

She actually knew.

But usually everyone in the courtyard finds it annoying.

Few people are willing to give you a friendly look.

did not expect.

On the contrary, it was Lin Jian'an.

This kid isn't much older than Bang Geng.

They're actually willing to take care of it.

"Thanks."

Qin Huairu said softly.

Then he grabbed the stick and left.

After everyone left.

Lin Jian'an then continued eating.

However, she had already started making plans in her mind.

Nowadays.

We have to go to the recycling center.

After breakfast.

He greeted Yi Xiulan.

"Mom, I'm going out for a walk."

Yi Xiulan was a little worried.

"Don't run around."

"Things aren't peaceful outside right now."

"Know."

Lin Jian'an put on a cotton-padded coat.

He turned and left the courtyard.

Beijing in the 1950s.

It is completely different from later generations.

The streets are not wide.

There are many low-rise bungalows along the roadside.

Occasionally, you can still see carts hauling coal.

The air was filled with the smell of coal smoke.

But Lin Jian'an became more and more excited as he looked at it.

Because in his eyes.

This is not old.

This place is a treasure trove.

Especially those old houses.

Antique furniture.

Old objects.

Looking to the future.

Many of them are valuable.

It took more than half an hour to walk there.

at last.

We've arrived at the scrap yard.

There's a sign hanging at the entrance.

"Dongcheng Waste Recycling Station".

The yard is very large.

It was filled with miscellaneous items.

Broken copper and scrap iron.

Old furniture.

Rotten books and newspapers.

There are also all sorts of random things.

Lin Jian'an had just gone inside.

System notifications started ringing out incessantly.

Recyclable materials detected

Recyclable materials detected

High-value items detected

His eyes lit up immediately.

really!

This place is a treasure trove!

Just then.

An old man suddenly shouted.

"Oh, kid!"

"What are you doing?"

Lin Jian'an turned around.

He saw an old man in a cotton-padded coat staring at him.

His expression showed a hint of wariness.

After all, these days...

You can't just wander into a scrap yard.

Lin Jian'an's mind was racing.

He immediately broke into a smile.

"Grandpa, I'd like to find some old books to wallpaper the walls."

"The house is drafty."

The old man heard this.

I immediately felt much more relaxed.

"Turn it over there yourself."

"Don't touch copper or iron."

"understood."

Lin Jian'an was immediately delighted.

next second.

I went straight into the pile of old books.

The system prompted a message.

It also started flooding the screen.