Courtyard House: My System - Artificial Human

Despite the disapproving and strange looks from passersby, Yi Zhonghai forced a straight face and returned to the courtyard house.

After giving his neighbors a brief reply, he returned to his icy home, quickly tidied up, grabbed the money, and headed straight for the bathhouse.

He suffered a lot during this experience, but he also learned a lot.

His biggest mistake in life was not having a son!

This time, I must find a cure for my wife.

After leaving the bathhouse, Yi Zhonghai tidied himself up and finally came back to life.

He straightened his still somewhat aching back and suddenly heard a familiar name from a passerby.

Yi Zhonghai doesn't usually read newspapers, but today he bought one for Lin Weidong.

After reading through the reports praising and promoting Lin Weidong from top to bottom, Yi Zhonghai had a sour face and his brows were full of gloom.

The sound of passersby praising Lin Weidong was extremely grating to him.

……

Suburbs, a shooting range in the woods.

Lin Weidong initially maintained an average score of four to five hits out of ten on the 100-meter rifle target and six to seven hits out of ten on the 25-meter pistol target.

Chang Wan belittled him, saying he lacked talent.

In Chang Wan's words, a fixed target doesn't have to be 100% accurate, but it should be at least 70% to be considered acceptable.

If you actually go to the battlefield, whether you can hit anyone depends entirely on luck.

Lin Weidong didn't want to stand out, so he used the excuse that it was cold and he couldn't feel his touch.

Hao Pingchuan chimed in, saying that for someone like Lin Weidong, who had only ever handled a gun but couldn't even fire 20 bullets a year, this achievement was already quite good!

Chang Wan didn't bother arguing. In his opinion, Hao Pingchuan's skill level was also lacking. He remained silent and just kept training Lin Weidong.

During this time, Lin Weidong witnessed Chang Wan's prowess firsthand. Apart from testing the gun, he fired five shots at the target.

Needless to say, he hit the bullseye 100% of the time. Of his five shots, four hit the center of the bullseye, and the remaining shot was just a hair's breadth away.

Fortunately, Lin Weidong wasn't really bad at it. After half a day and nearly a hundred bullets, he lived up to expectations and increased his hit rate by another 20%.

Chang Wan commented: "Barely acceptable, so the ten yuan wasn't a waste."

He was still not satisfied. In his opinion, Lin Weidong should be able to hit the bullseye every time an enemy agent came out!

Lin Weidong rolled his eyes and remained silent. If he could achieve perfect accuracy in a single day, the news would spread, and he might be specially recruited into the army within six months.

Chang Wan applied his own standards to Lin Weidong, but Lin Weidong dared not agree.

Hao Pingchuan scratched his head and secretly gave Lin Weidong a comforting look.

In front of Chang Wan, he was like a green recruit, judged to be worthless.

But in fact, he was already one of the best in the action team.

The three rode three bicycles back to the city. When they returned to their unit to hand over their guns, Lin Weidong was charged one yuan for maintenance, the reason being that he did not cherish them and overused them.

Lin Weidong obediently paid the money, while Chang Wan pointed at the other party's nose and cursed him for being unreasonable.

Not only do they refuse to provide bullets but also charge extra for practicing shooting!

The administrator, feeling wronged, muttered in protest, "My dear Section Chief Chang, our bureau only has a handful of good guns. You all picked off one long and two short at once. This wasn't a task approval document to begin with. I wouldn't have dared to approve it if you hadn't told me to. I'm carrying a responsibility here..."

Lin Weidong quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, slipped a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes from his sleeve and placed it on the table, then pulled Chang Wan away.

What they said is true. These days, the country is already short of military equipment, and even the troops don't have enough to train, let alone local units.

Hao Pingchuan once lamented that he had fired less than a hundred bullets in all these years, which shows how extravagant it is to train with so many bullets at once.

Lin Weidong practiced shooting primarily to make it easier to use in the future, essentially as a backup plan. Secondly, it was for team building with Chang Wan.

Now that our objective has been achieved, there's no need to offend others for it.

Chang Wan is a section chief, so the other party probably won't hold a grudge, but who knows, they might hold it against him.

On his way back, Lin Weidong even bought a newspaper to admire his own heroic posture.

I felt a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including a sense of感慨, that I had left my mark on this era).

On this day, news of Lin Weidong's report spread around the courtyard house at No. 95.

Newspapers were the main way for people to learn about current affairs and the country in this era. Although few people in the courtyard were willing to spend money to buy newspapers, there were still some.

Normally, I'd watch the excitement and then not want to share it with anyone else, but today is different.

The protagonist is their neighbor. Men in Beijing care a lot about their image, so how could they not brag about it when something like this happened?

Those with money can buy the newspaper themselves; those without money don't need to worry. Someone else can read it and give it to you. Even if you can't read, it doesn't matter. There are plenty of people willing to read it, as long as you support them.

It was the weekend, and people had some free time, so the news spread very quickly, especially among the neighbors who had witnessed the uproar over Lin Weidong's scathing denunciation of Yi Zhonghai.

Lin Weidong quickly became famous in the vicinity of No. 95 Courtyard.

Inside the courtyard, everyone's mood was a mix of good and bad.

Most people felt honored and moved on after a moment of reflection, rarely showing envy, since in everyone's mind, this was an honor earned with their lives.

Unlike Liu Haizhong, he became even more determined in his heart. He put on a cotton coat and went out to buy meat, cigarettes and alcohol. That night, he prepared a grand banquet for Lin Weidong!

Yi Zhonghai of the Yi family had not returned. After tidying up, Gao Cuilan went to the deaf old lady's house in the backyard. The deaf old lady lamented that without the care of the two of them these days, she was almost unable to walk!

But Gao Cuilan also had her own grievances to share. She came to complain and seek comfort, not to help the old lady with chores. She was waiting to be served.

The two couldn't agree on anything, so the deaf old lady immediately put her skills to use.

"What? Cuilan, what did you say? I'm deaf and can't hear you. Cuilan, it's almost dinnertime. Whatever you two want to eat tonight, just bring me whatever you like."

Not only did she receive no comfort, but she also got herself into trouble. Feeling uncomfortable, Gao Cuilan got up and left.

As she went out, she ran into Liu Haizhong's wife splashing water at the door. Gao Cuilan glared at her and muttered curses under her breath.

Liu Haizhong's wife was no pushover either; she waved the washbasin up and down, looking ready to take action.

"What are you muttering about, Yi Zhonghai's son? Do you think I can't see you? Say what you have to say to my face! A useless old hen that can't lay eggs dares to come to my doorstep causing trouble?"

Gao Cuilan blushed on the spot. She never expected that someone would say this to her face. This showed that they didn't take her family seriously at all.

"I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!" Gao Cuilan opened her arms and rushed forward to teach him a lesson. Having experience in fighting, she struck at the other party's hair.

With just one tug, Liu Haizhong's wife staggered and fell to the ground. She didn't care about anything else, and raised the basin in her hand, smashing it down on Gao Cuilan's leg.

Gao Cuilan had been freezing inside for the past two days, so she wore two pairs of pants when she went out today. She was hit by a basin of hot water but was perfectly fine.

"You dare to fight back against me?"

She immediately kicked the basin away and slapped Liu Haizhong's wife across the face.

This completely stunned Liu Haizhong's wife.

Her anger surged, and she grabbed Gao Cuilan's cotton coat, pulling her down with just one hand. Ignoring the pain in her scalp, she retaliated.

As the two were tearing at each other, they were also hurling insults and profanities at each other, attracting many onlookers who peeked through the curtain to watch the spectacle.

Some people were shouting to call the police, saying that these two people were clearly not reformed properly.