Siheyuan: Qin Huai Ru, Dong Xu Qing You

He held Feng Xiaomei's hand, and they both had decided to die together with Jun Moyue.

"what?"

Yang Haijun suddenly jumped up from the bed.

His body was already wet with sweat.

Before she knew it, tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Yang Haijun screamed in pain, silently venting his emotions with tears.

His eyes were a little blurry as he looked at the blue sky.

"Mom, Dad, Yuanyuan, Xiaomei, are you okay?"

A real man doesn't cry or make a fuss.

In this courtyard full of love, he was more of a playful person. In the world of Zhengyang's disciples, he poured all his emotions into it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

Life has to go on anyway.

As Yang Haijun spoke, he took out a bar of soap from his pocket and scooped a bucket of water to wash away his tears.

He wiped his face vigorously, feeling as if he had cleansed his meridians and marrow, and simplified everything.

After experiencing two lives, Yang Haijun can finally calm down. He puts aside the worldly gaze and lives calmly as himself.

Real life is not always as good as you think. Endless desire makes your life more complicated, and the beautiful life you desire will become a distant past.

Yang Haijun has only one thought in his life, and that is to live a good life.

He had an inexhaustible supply of food and drink, and salary and rank were of no consequence to him.

As for love, he doesn't want to make himself too tired, too exhausted.

That kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow only needs to happen once.

If possible, he would rather remain single than have any romantic relationship.

After calming himself down, Yang Haijun went out and headed to the production site.

When he arrived at the maintenance center, Liang Ladi was already waiting for him there.

Yu Haifeng: "Yang Haijun, at noon, you and your master will help me weld a truck shipped from the seed factory."

There is no point for Yang Haijun to stay here. All he has to do is follow his master.

With a fifth-level welding master, any problem can be solved. Liang Ladi is the most powerful one in the entire mechanical repair shop.

Moreover, you can relax yourself in broad daylight.

Yang Haijun carried the welding equipment and Liang Ladi carried the electrodes, and the two came to the back of the auto repair shop.

Liang Ladi looked at the dozen or so hand tractors and couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, why are there so many people?"

"I'm too busy to handle it all afternoon."

Liang Ladi originally wondered if there was only one tractor coming to be repaired.

Yang Haijun persuaded earnestly: "Master, how can you do all the work one day?"

"Awesome?" Wang Yao was stunned after hearing this.

"Even if you were a cow, you couldn't order me around like that."

"In a few days, we will be able to complete this task."

Liang Ladi felt that what he said made sense.

"You're quite smart."

"Master, you go first. I'll take a nap."

Yang Haijun lay down in the driver's seat like Ge You, covered his face with his baseball cap and closed his eyes.

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Yang Haijun was already drooling at noon.

A breeze blew and blew away the brim of his hat that was blocking the sun.

After wiping the saliva off his face, Yang Haijun rubbed his cheeks to make himself look more energetic.

Yang Haijun touched his drooping belly and said to Liang Ladi, who was busy, "Sir, is it time to go home?"

Lunch consisted of white bread, but no meat, no oil, and so he soon felt hungry.

"Yeah, almost there."

Liang Ladi didn't say much, but just glanced at the sunlight out of the corner of her eye.

Since neither of them had a watch, all they could do was rely on their intuition to determine the sun's longitude.

There is a watch in Yang Haijun's storage ring, but he doesn't want to take it out, and he can't take it out.

As an office worker with a monthly salary of 22.5, where do you get so much money to buy a watch?

The most important thing is that they don’t have an admission ticket. These days, watches are like motorcycles, very expensive items that ordinary people simply cannot afford.

It is almost impossible to buy a ticket.

An ordinary family can only save twenty industrial scrolls a year, and your annual savings are not enough, how can you save money to buy other things?

Yang Haijun would rather trade underground than enjoy it alone, which would arouse the jealousy of others.

"Sir, I'm leaving first."

"If the boss asks, just say I'm innocent."

Liang Ladi has become accustomed to his early departure. In the past, she would always clean up his mess.

Blurt out: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the black market." Yang Haijun said mysteriously.

Liang Ladi looked around anxiously and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come to the underground city?"

"If Hong Xiu-gu catches me, it will be terrible. I'm afraid I'll be expelled!"

Yang Haijun: "Master, don't worry. With my experience, nothing will happen."

"I tell you, the prices here are high, but there's no demand."

"I'm starving. Tonight I want to eat some meat, some eggs, and some green onions. I'll use them as filling for dumplings."

When Liang Ladi heard the word "meat", her heart moved.

Her family hasn't had any meat or fish for almost half a year.

"Can I buy meat?"

Yang Haijun nodded decisively: "Yes, you can eat it. You can eat it alive, or you can eat duck."

“It’s just that the price is doubled, but it’s free.”

Liang Ladi hesitated for a moment, and finally chose reason: "Don't take risks for food. I have two chickens here, and I have some eggs here. I can make you a leek box."

Yang Haijun's idea moved. The two eggs Liang Ladi mentioned were the ones she left for her son. Because she wanted her son to have some eggs from time to time, she kept these two old hens at home.

Why do I have to smell chicken shit every day? It's all for my baby's sake.

"Master, I think you should leave the eggs to Damao's siblings. They look sickly. How can they grow taller if they don't eat properly?"

"You don't have to cook tonight. When I get back, I'll make some buns for your son and daughter."

Liang Ladi asked, "Do you want me to pay you a little so you can buy a two-kilogram pig?"

"I'll add some mixed oil, and the remaining oil can be used to wrap the steamed buns."

Yang Haijun said without hesitation: "Okay, I will definitely get you two kilograms of meat."

"Wait a minute, Marine."

Seeing Yang Haijun trying to escape, Liang Ladi yelled, "I haven't handed over your salary yet."

Yang Haijun didn't look back: "Master, isn't it just two pounds of meat? This is a little gift from me to you."

Yang Haijun was not interested in Liang Ladi, the beautiful widow. He just wanted to help her and repay her concern for him.

It was not easy for Liang Ladi to raise four children alone, and eating did not have much impact on her. As a person who grew up in New China, she just followed her heart and helped them to the best of her ability.

It was pretty much the same as he remembered, with farmers all around carrying bamboo poles.

Most people come to buy vegetables. After all, people in rural areas all have their own vegetable plots, and if they have larger plots, they can also grow some vegetables.

There are also some chickens, chickens, chickens, chickens, ducks, various animals, and corn.

The only problem is that there is no pork. Nowadays in rural areas, during the Chinese New Year, the villagers will slaughter a pig.

Of course, he could also get some meat and food from those big yellow cattle, but there was no need for that.

"Auntie, how much is this rooster?"

"Four dollars." He said it simply.

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You may not know how big this chicken is. If you have a meat ticket worth three cents per pound, this rooster must weigh at least six kilograms, right?

Four yuan was indeed not expensive, so Yang Haijun took out his own money without even raising his eyelids.

Because there was a rope on the rooster's leg, he carried it around the black market.

"How much is a pound of eggs?"

The girl selling eggs was a little girl wearing a straw hat.

"Hey, big brother, these eggs are not sold by the pound, they are 20 cents each."

Although Yang Haijun felt a little pain in his flesh, he didn't really want to eat it. He just planned to take it home and pickle it. As for the eggs, he was just talking about it casually.

He will never be able to use so many eggs in his lifetime.

"Where are the duck eggs?" he asked again.

"Half an egg."

"I want all of these. Can I have this bamboo basket?"

The woman shook her head: "Zhuzi, just give me twenty cents."

Yang Haijun took out some money and bought him 27 more eggs.

After walking around, he saw some people selling rabbits and pheasants.

"How much is it?" he asked after taking a look.

"A pheasant is 2 yuan, and a rabbit is 1.5 yuan."

The corners of Yang Haijun's mouth twitched.

"There's not even a piece of meat. You're really asking for too much."

The old man's face turned red.

"How about a discount?"

"One dollar each for rabbits, buy two."

"Deal, you take it."

Yang Haijun said, "I don't want the small ones, I want the big ones."

Yang Haijun came out of the black market with a satisfied look on his face.

After all, it’s not a supermarket. The longer it takes, the greater the risk.

When I returned to the city, I slapped my forehead.

Anyway, there are some leeks in my own space, so there is no need to spend so much money.