The beginning of Siheyuan starts with refusing to bring lunch boxes

The beginning of Siheyuan starts with refusing to bring lunch boxes

Author: The Sleepy Ghost

Summary:

A delivery boy from the 21st century accidentally traveled to a world full of birds in a courtyard. It happened to be the day when the Moral God PUA Sha Zhu brought lunch boxes to the Jia family. Lunch box? Wouldn't it be nice if I could eat it myself? Damn, I have a system, why would I eat a lunch box? A poor guy traveled through time and only had a system for daily necessities, so he just lived in this era honestly. There was no need to fight and kill, but he stayed away from widows, especially the black widow, who was the only female protagonist, and didn't raise a harem...

Chapter 1 The First Day of Traveling

"Zhu Zi, your brother Dong Xu just passed away. Your sister Qin has had a hard time. She is now pregnant. When you get off work, bring the leftovers back to your sister Qin. Don't be selfish. Zhu Zi, this is a good deed."

He Dazhu looked at the righteous middle-aged man in front of him who was lecturing him non-stop. He was confused. Who was he? Where was I? Who was this old man? Bringing leftovers to Sister Qin? Which Sister Qin?

Yi Zhonghai looked at the silly Zhu opposite him who didn't respond at all after talking for a long time, and suddenly got a little angry, so he said: "Zhuzi! What are you thinking about?! Didn't you hear what the uncle said?"

Ding!

"Congratulations to the host for activating the life sign-in system. Now we are distributing a gift pack for beginners: cooking skills upgraded to Sichuan cuisine level 10, 5 Big Black Tens, 50 jin of pork belly, 50 eggs, 50 feet of cloth coupons, 100 jin of white flour, 20 jin of corn flour, and 3m of portable space. Note: The portable space can be entered with the mind, and it also has a fresh-keeping function. The items are already in the portable space, please check it."

"Damn! Golden Finger?! I traveled through time?" He Dazhu thought.

"Forget it, just wear it, but from what this old man in front of me is saying, my name is Zhuzi, which Zhuzi?"

"Zhuzi! Stupid Zhuzi! You are the canteen chef, you don't agree to bring some leftovers? Why didn't you say anything when I was talking?" Yi Zhonghai on the opposite side was really a little angry at this moment. He had been talking for a long time, but this stupid Zhuzi didn't respond. How could this be tolerated! ? My uncle is useless? So he raised his voice.

At this moment, He Dazhu felt a headache, and suddenly a memory that did not belong to him flooded into his brain: the original owner, whose full name was He Yuzhu, nicknamed Shazhu, was 24 years old this year. When he was 9 years old, his mother had a difficult labor after giving birth to his sister. When he was 15 years old, his father He Daqing went to Baocheng with a widow. He took his sister to pick up garbage for three years. At the age of 18, he entered the steel rolling mill cafeteria with the "help" of an old man in the yard. After several years of hard work, he went from an apprentice to a chef in the cafeteria after the New Year this year.

This year is March 1962. Three days ago, my neighbor Jia Dongxu died of a work-related injury. The man across the street is a master fitter at the steel mill: Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter. He is known for his technical prowess, righteousness, and respect for the elderly...

"Fuck! "The Courtyard Full of Birds", I am still the super big bootlicker He Yuzhu?" After receiving the original owner's memory, He Dazhu exclaimed in his heart "Fuck" that he had watched the TV series "The Courtyard Full of Birds" and also read many fan fictions

Super big bootlicker: He Yuzhu

The Supreme Lord of Morality: Yi Zhonghai

Official fan Liu Haizhong

Abacus expert: Yan Bugui

Ancestor: Deaf old lady

Real villain: Xu Damao

Undead Summoner: Jia Zhangshi

There is also a super white lotus: Qin Huairu

"How did I become such a big complainer? I was a poor orphan in my previous life, grew up in an orphanage, started working at the age of sixteen, didn't have any skills, so I had to wear a yellow robe and earned a few thousand yuan a month. Because an order was about to expire, I ran a red light. I seemed to have been hit by a dump truck. I just wore it like this. I guess, except for the traffic police and the morgue who paid a little attention, it shouldn't have any impact, right?" He Dazhu couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Pillar?"

"Ah? Uncle, what did you say just now? I caught a cold last night and my head hurts a bit now, so I didn't hear you clearly."

Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu, whose face was a little pale, and wanted to continue preaching, but he changed his mouth and said: "Zhuzi, are you okay? How about I ask for a day off for you? You can go home and rest?"

"Thank you so much, uncle."

"Okay, then go home and lie down for a while. I'll tell your aunt and I'll make you some ginger soup later."

"Thank you, uncle. I'll go home first." He Dazhu turned around and went back to the house, muttering as he walked: "Hey, I guess it was caused by the stove going out in the middle of the night last night."

Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu's back and felt that this silly Zhu was different from before, but he couldn't tell where the difference was. However, he didn't think much about it. He turned back home and shouted into the house: "My dear, make some ginger soup for Zhuzi later. Zhuzi may have caught a cold. I'm going to work first."

"Ah? Zhuzi caught a cold? Okay, I'll do it now and send it over later."

The auntie went to the kitchen and started making ginger soup, muttering to herself: "Why is this pillar so careless?"

He Dazhu, no, it should be He Yuzhu, returned to his "own home" and looked at the dirty and messy environment in the house. He felt disgusted. Although he was an orphan and a yellow-robed warrior in his previous life, he managed his small rental house in an orderly manner.

Looking at the room in front of him, there were not many pieces of furniture, only a square table, stools, a bed, and a wardrobe. They were all very old and there were clothes scattered around. There were even socks on the square table where he ate... He Yuzhu felt even more disgusted at this moment, and even felt like vomiting. Looking at the bed, the quilt, let's just call it a quilt, felt like it was going to be covered with starch.

He Yuzhu felt thirsty, picked up the thermos and felt that there was hot water in it, so he wanted to find a container to drink the water, but he found that neither the cup nor the bowl could fit his mouth.

"Is this how the original owner lived? No wonder Bai Lianhua cleaned up the house for you a little, and let this licking dog stick out his tongue. But judging from the timeline, the situation was not that bad. At this time, Jia Dongxu had just died. Before his death, Jia Dongxu was a third-level worker, earning 43 yuan a month. Although Jia Dongxu was the only one in the family with a city hukou, they had no worries about food and drink. After all, in this era, most people's wages were only around yuan. So, although Jia Zhang was a bitch before, she was not so unreasonable. Moreover, Yi Zhonghai and his wife had no children, so they took in Jia Dongxu with the intention of taking care of him in his old age, so they also provided a lot of material support. Therefore, Jia Dongxu lived a good life. In addition, although Qin Huairu was a rural hukou, she was good-looking and Jia Dongxu treated her very well."

"Alas, if Jia Dongxu hadn't died of a work-related injury, Shazhu's fate wouldn't have ended up being plotted against and torn apart by wild dogs," He Yuzhu sighed.

"This morning, Yi Zhonghai asked me to bring a lunch box to Qin Huairu. I guess this old man is plotting against me! I am not the original Shazhu! I will not tolerate you guys plotting against me!"

He Yuzhu took out an enamel cup from the kitchen cupboard, washed it at the faucet in the middle courtyard, checked it and found it was clean, then poured a glass of water and watched the steam rising from the enamel cup, and began to think about what he should do next.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Zhu Zi? Zhu Zi? I'm your aunt. Your uncle said you caught a cold. I made some ginger soup for you. You should drink it quickly."

He Yuzhu hurriedly opened the door and smiled at the middle-aged woman at the door. She had short hair and a pale face, holding a large bowl.

"Thank you, Auntie. This bowl of ginger soup can save my life." He Yuzhu smiled and took the bowl of ginger soup and was about to put it on the square table. However, he glanced at the sock and threw it under the bed in embarrassment. He said to Auntie, "Auntie, I'm sorry to make you laugh, hehe."

The auntie didn't care, but still said to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, you are 24 this year, right? In the past few years, the matchmaker has introduced you to at least five or six girls, if not ten. Isn't it because of you that every time it's all because of this pig sty? You, you have to learn how to live, you kid"

"Okay, Auntie, I drank your life-saving medicine, I'm not feeling bad anymore, I'll clean the place." To Auntie's surprise, Shazhu didn't say nonchalantly like before, "That's because they have no vision." Instead, he agreed.

The aunt glanced at He Yuzhu, and then said, "Okay, okay, that's right." After that, the aunt left.

After seeing off the old lady, He Yuzhu sat at the square table and drank the bowl of ginger soup. It was still very cold in Beijing in March. A bowl of hot ginger soup warmed the stomach even if one was not sick.

Twenty minutes later, He Yuzhu began to clean up the house. He went out to the middle courtyard to get a basin of cold water, poured hot water into the thermos, and boiled more hot water. He returned to the house to clean and wash, and took the clothes that needed to be washed to the courtyard to soak. He packed the garbage in the house and threw it to the sanitation point at the door. Every day, someone would take away the garbage at a fixed time and place.

After more than an hour of cleaning, the house was completely new and no longer a pigsty. Then I carried hot water to the faucet and started washing clothes for another hour and a half. After washing everything that needed to be washed, I returned to the house and found that there was no clothes in the house except the clothes I was wearing.

"Hey, silly Zhu, silly Zhu, I don't know how you live." He looked at the bed again. The quilt, mattress, sheets, and pillow all looked like they were getting patinated. He Yuzhu really didn't want to use such things, so he went out with his things to throw them away.

"Silly Zhu, what are you doing with your bedding?" The third aunt at the door took over the third uncle's job and saw He Yuzhu holding the bedding, so she stepped forward and asked

"Auntie, this bedding is unusable. I'm going to throw it away," he said, and was about to leave.

When the third aunt heard what He Yuzhu said, she dropped the shoe sole in her hand and ran to He Yuzhu, "Zhuzi, if you want to throw it away, why don't you give it to me? I will take it apart and wash it, and use it for our family's mining. What do you think?"

"Okay, Auntie, since you don't mind, I'll give it to you." After saying that, he gave the item to Auntie.

The three aunts took the things and were so happy that they couldn't see their eyes.

Chapter 2 Borrowing Cotton Tickets

Boom boom boom!

"Who?"

"Hey, old lady, what's up?"

"Silly Zhuzi, why didn't you go to work today? Why are you here? The door is not locked, come in."

"Hey, I missed you, didn't I? Let me see." He Yuzhu came over shamelessly.

"Little monkey, tell me what's going on." The deaf old lady looked at He Yuzhu kindly, as if to say, "I know you don't come to me for no reason."

"Hey, old lady, this is for you!" He Yuzhu gave a thumbs up.

The deaf old lady was sitting on the bed. When she heard what He Yuzhu said, she stretched out her cane and pretended to hit He Yuzhu. He quickly begged for mercy: "Old lady, please spare me. I will tell you, I will tell you!"

He Yuzhu smiled and approached, "Old lady, I beg you for a favor, hehe"

The deaf old lady looked at him and didn't answer.

"Hey, I want to borrow cotton tickets from you."

The deaf old lady asked, "Borrow it for nothing?"

"How can that be possible? A meal of braised pork?"

The deaf old lady held up two fingers and said, "Add two more white flour buns!"

"to make!"

The deaf old lady got up and went to the bedside to take out a sandalwood box, took out a stack of bills from it, and gave it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu happily took it and said, "Thank you." Just as he turned to leave, the deaf old lady asked, "Is the money enough?"

He Yuzhu felt warm in his heart, and bared his teeth at the deaf old lady, "Enough!", and then ran away

"This little monkey!" The deaf old lady looked at He Yuzhu's back and cursed with a smile.

He Yuzhu was walking in Beijing in the 60s with cotton coupons. He was very moved by the behavior of the deaf old lady. The cotton coupons were borrowed, but the old lady did not ask for them to be returned.

From the original body's memory, it is known that after He Daqing ran away, the deaf old lady still took good care of the He brothers and sisters. Although she did not take as good care of He Yushui as He Yuzhu, she would still provide some care within her ability.

Especially during the two years when the two of them were picking up scraps, the deaf old lady gave the brother and sister a lot of steamed buns. Some fan fictions say that the deaf old lady is the ultimate boss. In fact, she is just a lonely old woman. All her children died during the war. On the eve of liberation, the current director of the steel mill, Director Yang, was injured while performing a mission, and the deaf old lady helped him.

Later, the street felt sorry for her as an old widow, and with the help of Director Yang, they gave her a five-year guarantee. After He Daqing left, the old lady felt sorry for Sha Zhu and his sister, so she gave them some help. Sha Zhu was really grateful and became very close to her.

In addition, she is older and of higher generation, so she protects Sha Zhu very much. In addition, the uncle deliberately indulges Sha Zhu, which forms his unruly character. However, the deaf old lady is the elder's doting on the younger generation, while Yi Zhonghai has some selfish motives.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, he saw a sign on the wall as soon as he entered the door: "No unprovoked beating of customers!"

"Wow! This is really a characteristic of the times," He Yuzhu thought.

"Comrade! Comrade!" He Yuzhu called out twice.

Because it was a weekday, there were not many customers. A few salesmen were eating sunflower seeds and chatting, and I didn't hear anything.

"Comrade!" He Yuzhu raised his voice by one decibel. At this time, a salesperson in his forties came to He Yuzhu reluctantly and asked, "Comrade, what do you want?" His tone was very unfriendly, but he did not say anything rude.

"Hello, comrade, I want a quilt, two sheets, and a pillow"

"A quilt costs 18, a mattress costs 12, a bed sheet costs 35, two sheets costs 7, a pillow costs 2, plus 40 feet of cloth coupons and 16 pounds of cotton coupons, a total of 39 yuan."

"Thank you, please open the order."

The salesperson collected the money and ticket, wrote out the receipt quickly, and slid the receipt along the wire in a very contemporary way.

He Yuzhu was very curious about this method, thinking that it was indeed a feature of the times, but he could not see it for a few minutes. He Yuzhu took the things he bought back to the courtyard.

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at this quaint gate, I thought, this is quite similar to the one in the TV series, but this one has a more historical feel

No. 95, Hongxing Street, is a courtyard with three entrances and four courtyards. There are more than a dozen households in total. The original owner lived in the main house in the middle courtyard, and the side room next to it was also the He family. Now He Yushui lives in the west wing, which belongs to the Jia family, and the east wing belongs to the Yi Zhonghai family. However, unlike the He family, the He family is a private house, while the Jia family and the Yi Zhonghai family belong to the steel rolling mill. They only rent more than a dozen households in the courtyard, and the private house also includes the Xu Damao family and the deaf old lady's house in the backyard.

Shaking off his thoughts, He Yuzhu stepped into the courtyard and saw the three aunts and a few other aunts chatting.

"Zhuzi, what did you buy?" Auntie asked with shining eyes as she looked at He Yuzhu who was carrying a lot of bags, but her eyes never left the things in He Yuzhu's hands.

"Third Auntie, I gave you the old quilt I bought this morning, so don't worry about the new one." He laughed as he said this, and several other aunties were also amused.

The third aunt curled her lips, but still said: "Look at you, this pillar, you are making fun of your third aunt!"