The Great Era of Siheyuan

Early in the morning, Li Wenqiang was awakened by his biological clock, and then went back to sleep.

He no longer had to go to work, he could get up whenever he wanted. He didn't even have to punch in when collecting scraps, as long as he collected enough of his monthly quota, it would be fine. He hadn't enjoyed this kind of relaxed and comfortable life for a long time.

People in the courtyard also began to gather by the pool to wash. There was no need to worry about breakfast or lunch for the funeral. If they wanted to have a banquet, they would bring their own rations and gift money to the Jia family, and then the Jia family would buy some food and ask Sha Zhu to cook it in the evening.

If you can't even get full, forget about eating any good food, let alone chicken, duck, fish or meat. It's either boiled cabbage or pickled cabbage, and there's no chance of meat.

After a busy night, Master Xu woke up from a dream. He dreamed that he and a little fairy spent a good night together. The feeling and touch were just like the real thing, which was amazing.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt something was wrong. Why did the room feel so unfamiliar, as if I was in someone else's room.

Xu Damao woke up instantly, and then saw the deaf old lady curled up beside him, her body covered with bruises, her eyes full of tear marks, and clothes scattered all over the ground. He didn't need to guess to know how fierce the battle was last night.

"It's over, it's over. How did I end up with this old woman? It's really over now! No, I have to leave!"

Thinking of this, Xu Damao quickly climbed down from the bed and put on his clothes. He carefully checked and took the opportunity when no one was in the backyard to sneak back home.

Not long after Xu Damao left, the deaf old lady woke up. The pain all over her body made her frown. Then she thought of what happened last night and tears started to flow uncontrollably.

"You beast, you beast! Xu Damao, you are a coward without balls. How dare you do such a thing? You even didn't let me go. Why didn't the thunder kill you yesterday? You made me suffer so much!"

The deaf old lady was so angry that she was shaking all over. She never expected that after living in the hospital for decades, she would suffer such humiliation in her old age. She even wanted to die.

"Old lady, are you awake? I've brought you breakfast!"

Just when she was feeling sad, an old lady came running over and knocked on the door.

"No, no one else can know about this!"

When the deaf old lady thought of this, she hurriedly said to the aunt.

"Please put the breakfast at the door. I just woke up. You can go back first if you have nothing else to do!"

"Okay, I'll put it on the ground for you first. Remember to take it, otherwise it will be disturbed by mice or sparrows! I'll come and collect the bowls later!"

"It's okay, just leave it there for now, I'll be fine in a minute!"

The old lady left after she finished speaking. On the way, she was still thinking, why is this deaf old lady so strange today and her voice is hoarse? She will ask her if there is anything wrong when she comes back.

After the old deaf lady left, she dragged her broken body down from the bed, picked up the clothes on the floor one by one and put them on, then quickly tidied up her appearance. After wiping away her tears, she checked that no one was there before opening the door, bringing in breakfast and locking the door.

Xu Damao was also very nervous and scared, fearing that the deaf old lady would report him. He returned home, cleaned himself up simply, and ran to work in a hurry.

The yard began to return to calm as the people who went to work left. Of course, this had to filter out the sounds of the Jia family's mourning.

Li Wenqiang originally wanted to take a nap, but unfortunately the two widows of the Jia family got up and kept crying with their three children. Li Wenqiang really couldn't sleep any more, so he got up and went to work.

Wearing cool clothes, Li Wenqiang opened the door. The sun had already made the ground hot. The heavy rain last night stopped after a while after he returned home, as if it had come specifically to say hello to the Jia family.

"Ah~~!"

He opened his mouth and let out a long howl, then opened his arms and stretched. Li Wenqiang felt full of energy again.

I picked up my toiletries and walked to the sink. There was no one competing with me for the sink.

The rolling mill works from 8 to 9 o'clock. It is located in Erlizhuang outside Dongzhimen, 4 or 5 miles away from here. It takes an hour to walk, and more than 20 minutes by bike. For example, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong go out at 6:30 to 7 o'clock, and the later ones go out at 7 or 8 o'clock. For example, Sha Zhu does not need to go to the workshop, so he has more time.

"Collecting junk! Exchange for matches! Bring your scrap copper and iron to sell, chicken and duck feathers to exchange for matches, foreign needles, foreign thread, and vanishing cream! Bring your broken sneakers and rubber shoes to sell, old batteries to sell, broken glass, rags, and old cotton to sell!"

Li Wenqiang started shouting again while riding his broken tricycle.

As the saying goes, love what you do. Although collecting rags doesn't sound good, in his eyes, there is no difference. It's just a job for short-term survival!

What he was waiting for now was to know the efficacy of the bottle of medicinal wine for Xu Damao so that he could adjust the dosage and content. Pure soju would not work, the product was too single, he had to package and process the product in a diversified way. Not everyone likes to drink, he had to consider other audience groups, as well as the subsequent promotion issues, how to launch the product was a big problem.

"I'm collecting junk. If anyone has any unwanted young girls or wives, please bring them out and let me see them!"

Li Wenqiang, who had just shouted a few words, started to act unserious again. Fortunately, he did not meet the old lady from yesterday, who scared him to death.

As he walked, Li Wenqiang took note of the number and size of the pharmacies along the street, thinking about which one he should cooperate with next.

"Junk collector, I have a stove here, do you want it?"

Just when he was distracted, an old lady next to him called him.

"What kind of furnace? Copper or iron?"

When Li Wenqiang heard that business was coming, he didn't think about it anymore. The important thing was to do his job well first.

"It's made of copper! I'm telling you, it's a good thing, passed down from my ancestors. Otherwise, I wouldn't sell it if it weren't for the bad times and the food supply was running out at home!"

"Come on, show me!"

Hearing what she said about it being passed down from their ancestors, Li Wenqiang became a little more excited. No matter whether it was true or not, he would take a look first.

Li Wenqiang soon arrived at her home, which was in the shape of a Chinese character "口" and faced south. The main door had two doors, painted black, with a pair of brass door cymbals on the door and couplets on both sides. There were three rooms in the north, two rooms in the east and west wing rooms, and three rooms in the south. The courtyard was paved with blue bricks connecting the doors of the rooms, and there were steps in front of each room.

In the middle of the quadrangle is a spacious courtyard with a pomegranate tree planted in the yard. Next to it is a large tank with a few goldfish kept in it, and a few small fish are swimming leisurely around it.

She seemed to be the only family in the yard. Apart from a few children and a young woman sewing clothes at the door, Li Wenqiang didn't see anyone else.