Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Although his parents were alive in his previous life, he rarely lived with them. He was used to living alone and actually felt like a fish in water in this cold and deserted house.

When Ye Wenwu woke up, the sunlight outside had already shone through the window glass.

Ye Wenwu rubbed his blurry eyes and looked at the unfamiliar walls and furniture around him before he confirmed that he had truly traveled through time and space and been reborn!

His stomach growled, forcing him to get up and prepare something to eat in this strange yet familiar place.

Ye Wenwu took his toiletries to the sink in the middle courtyard to wash up, and found several middle-aged women washing clothes there, including a young wife.

"Wenwu, are you okay? Tell auntie if you have anything to say." Auntie Li is a resident of the front yard and gets along well with mother Zhang Keyin.

"Aunt Li, it's okay."

Ye Wenwu continued to be frugal with his words. He wanted to wash up early and go back to cook. It was still uncomfortable to be hungry.

It's a pity that he doesn't want to pay attention to others, but others want to pay attention to him. One of the fat ladies in dark blue plaid clothes shouted:

"Wenwu, I heard that the factory has given your family two work quotas. Since your Aunt Zhang's family is in such a difficult situation, can you give one to Aunt Zhang first and return the money to you when Aunt Zhang has money? After all, there is only one person in your family now, so you don't need two."

Aunt Zhang, the grandmother-in-law of the Jia family in the Central Courtyard, lost her husband, Old Jia, at an early age. As a widow, she raised her only son, Jia Dongxu, with great difficulty. Her son, Jia Dongxu, also became an apprentice of Master Yi Zhonghai, the eighth-level fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and the manager of the Central Courtyard of our courtyard. He married a rural girl, Qin Huairu, and gave birth to his eldest grandson, Banggeng, and his second granddaughter, Xiaodang. It can be said that all the hardships have paid off.

"Aunt Zhang, you are so mean. Our family needs this quota more than you do. Wenwu, you see, I am usually very nice to you. You must give your work quota to your aunt's family. When the time comes, Aunt Li's family will give you more money."

Aunt Li is the wife of the second uncle who manages the Liu family in the backyard and Master Liu Haizhong, a seventh-level forger at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. She is commonly known as the second aunt in the compound.

The family includes the eldest son Liu Guangqi (who has not been home for many years), the second son Liu Guangtian, and the third son Liu Guangfu.

"No, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li, our Jie Cheng just graduated and hasn't found a job yet. Wenwu, you know that Jie Cheng and you are brothers. No one in this compound needs this job quota more than Jie Cheng. I think this quota should be given to our Jie Cheng."

This auntie is Auntie Wang, the third uncle of the Yan family in the front yard, and Ms. Yan Bugui, an 8th-grade Chinese teacher at Hongxing Primary School. People in the compound commonly call her the Third Auntie.

The family consists of the eldest son Yan Jiecheng, the second son Yan Jiefang, the third son Yan Jiekuang, and the youngest daughter Yan Jiedi.

The only middle-aged woman who didn't speak was the middle-aged woman in the courtyard, the wife of Yi Zhonghai, the man in charge of the courtyard. The two of them didn't have any children, so naturally they couldn't get a word in.

While the aunties were arguing, Ye Wenwu had already finished washing up and went back.

"Mother-in-law, stop arguing. Ye Wenwu has already gone back."

The shy young wife standing by pulled at her mother-in-law Jia Zhang's sleeve and muttered softly.

"What? That Ye Wenwu left without even saying hello to us elders. Who gave him the courage?!"

Jia Zhang, who was still arguing, also stopped talking, her triangular eyes rolling around.

She had already discussed it with her uncle Yi Zhonghai last night. As long as Ye Wenwu nodded in agreement, the quota would belong to her Jia family. She would then give the work quota to her daughter-in-law Qin Huairu first, and then give it to her eldest grandson Banggeng after he grew up.

I originally thought that if I just mentioned it, this cowardly Ye Wenwu would agree, but I didn't expect that the two women, Li and Wang, would interfere, so I could only think about it later.

Ye Wenwu returned home and opened the door of the kitchen wing, only to find that it was empty. All the food that his parents had accumulated bit by bit had been moved out. Then he remembered that in order to hold his parents' funeral, it seemed that all the food and daily necessities were moved out from their home.

This group of people are so despicable. They really don't leave him any chance to survive. If he is a pillar of the family, he shouldn't be bullied like this by such a group of people.

Since he can no longer cook, the worst that can happen is that he goes out to eat. He can still afford one or two meals.

The bicycle at the door was bought when my parents were alive. It has been used for 4 or 5 years and is maintained to be almost % new.

Ye Wenwu rode out on his bicycle without looking back. There was no way to lock the door. No one locked the door, and no one dared to enter the house when his parents were at home. But now it is different. If the door is not locked, it will be difficult to prevent some villains. He decided to buy a lock when he comes back.

Most of the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, and the brick walls on both sides were covered with slogans of the new era. Seeing Ye Wenwu riding a bicycle at such a young age, everyone envied him for a moment and then went about their own business.

A bicycle not only requires a bicycle ticket, but also a sticker of more than 200 yuan. How can an ordinary family afford it? What's more, because everyone's life has improved, bicycles are in short supply, which makes it difficult to get a ticket.

Ye Wenwu also found a small restaurant to have a good meal, and then started to travel around the old city on his bicycle.

Although Sijiu City is the capital, the climate is not very good. The clouds in the sky are gray and always block the sunlight, and there are occasional sandstorms. However, the ancient buildings are indeed relatively primitive, which Ye Wenwu has never seen in his previous life.

When it was almost dark, Ye Wenwu went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, grains, rice, flour and the like. He filled his entire bicycle with them and returned home with a full load.

This time, when he walked on the street, many people turned their heads to look at him. This was because the common people were simple and honest, otherwise, with Ye Wenwu's appearance, he would have been robbed by everyone and the robbers wouldn't even be found.

"Hey! Wenwu is back! Why did you buy so many things? Auntie will help you carry some."

The three aunties who were sewing shoe soles at the door of the west wing in the front yard saw the large and small bags on Ye Wenwu's bicycle, and after thinking for a while, they hurried to meet him.

"Third Aunt, goodbye, you should take care of yourself, I can handle this by myself."

The third aunt is usually influenced by the third uncle Yan Bugui. She always calculates everything and tries to get a small advantage. She is not a bad person, but Ye Wenwu does not want her to help him, or he will move to her house while helping her.

The third aunt paused. She was not as thick-skinned as Yan Bugui, so she could only smile awkwardly and go back depressed!