1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Lunch was just a bowl of wild vegetable porridge per person, nothing else.

To be honest, this little bit of food just filled Li Weiguo's stomach, it was impossible for him to be full.

Judging from the appearance of his two younger brothers, they should be in the same situation as him. Not to mention Father Li, he must be hungry, so this bowl of porridge will not help him at all.

No wonder they were all so thin. Through his two younger brothers’ tattered clothes, he could see rows of ribs on their chests.

My younger sister Xiaohong also looked pale. She was five years old this year but looked like three or four years old. She couldn’t even speak clearly.

Nowadays, parents are only responsible for giving birth to children, and raising them is entirely up to fate. Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, they are left to their own devices to grow up.

Didn’t you see that his five-year-old sister was left at home by his father like that? If this happened in his previous life, there would be an uproar at home.

After everyone had finished their meal, Li Weiguo finally remembered to ask about the two dollars.

He leaned over to Father Li and whispered, "Dad, did you take the two dollars from my pocket last night?"

Father Li's face froze when he heard this, and then he said, "I took it. The situation is tense these two days. Let's go to the pigeon market to exchange for food in two days!"

After saying this, Father Li moved his crippled leg and walked out of the house toward the kitchen.

Li Weiguo is not a fifteen-year-old child, so how could he not notice that something is wrong with Li's father?

It seems that the two dollars in his pocket were stolen last night.

It is true that a hemp rope only breaks at the thinnest part, and bad luck only strikes the unfortunate people.

Li Weiguo sighed in his heart. His family was already in a difficult situation, and now it was even worse.

Remembering his invincible fishing skills, he immediately chased after him.

"Dad, I've been lying down for most of the day and I'm fine now. I want to go out for a walk in the afternoon!"

"Go! Remember not to go too far!"

"understood!"

Li Weiguo looked at his father's back and made up his mind that he must catch fish in the afternoon no matter what.

What should he do if he doesn’t have a fishing rod?

Could it be that I should learn from those time-traveling male protagonists and use sewing needles to make fish hooks?

This method didn't sound reliable. How could a sewing needle be bent into a fishhook so easily? He would have a hard time explaining himself if he wasted Li's mother's only sewing needle.

Just as he was scratching his head and trying to think of a solution, he saw the third uncle Yan Bugui who lived opposite him walking out of the house.

His eyes lit up instantly. He didn't have Yan Bugui, but Yan Bugui was a fishing enthusiast. Why not just borrow his fishing rod?

The school is on summer vacation now and Yan Bugui doesn't have to go to work, so he can borrow it from him in exchange for a fish!

When Li Weiguo saw Yan Bugui's face clearly, he couldn't help but admire that the real person was exactly the same as the one in the TV series.

Fortunately, he is an expert in the novels of the Siheyuan fan drama. Now he is a little excited to see if the other people look exactly like they do in the TV series.

"Uncle, uncle, please walk slower, I have something to talk to you about!"

"Hey! Weiguo, are you okay?" Then he stopped and waited for Li Weiguo and whispered, "You don't know that when your father carried you back, his face was so pale with fear!"

There was no tape on his black-framed glasses yet, and Li Weiguo saw his shrewd little eyes through the lenses.

"It's okay now. Thanks to the Third Master for leaving the door open for me last night. Thank you so much!"

"Why be polite? The distant relatives living next door to our houses are no better than close neighbors!" As he said this, he bent over and looked very uncomfortable.

"Weiguo! Let's talk about that later. I just wanted to go to the toilet..."

Li Weiguo looked up and saw that the public toilet was right in front of him. He thought of Yan Bugui's stinginess and wanted to tease him.

"Don't worry, Third Uncle. You'll be in big trouble if you go to the toilet right after eating!" Li Weiguo said in a serious tone.

Yan Bugui bent his body even more, but after hearing Li Weiguo say that he had suffered a loss, he no longer wanted to go to the toilet.

He frowned, covered his stomach with one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist. It was obvious that he was trying his best to endure it.

Yan Bugui resisted the urge to go to the toilet and looked at Li Weiguo in confusion. This kid actually dared to mention the word "suffer a loss" in front of him!

Everyone in the compound knew that Yan Bugui was the most calculating man, and he had never suffered any loss.

"Weiguo, what are you saying? How did I suffer such a huge loss? Explain yourself clearly!"

Li Weiguo chuckled twice, leaned close to Yan Bugui's ear and whispered a few words.

Yan Bugui's eyes widened when he heard this: "Weiguo, is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true. Uncle, think about it and see if you have suffered a huge loss!" Li Weiguo said seriously.

"What a loss! What a huge loss! Thanks to Weiguo's reminder, Uncle San knows what to do!"

At this time, beads of sweat appeared on Yan Bugui's forehead, but he still resisted the urge to go to the toilet and turned around and walked back.

As soon as he took a step, he remembered that Li Weiguo had just asked him for something. He turned to Li Weiguo and said, "By the way, Weiguo, what did you ask me for?"

When Yan Bugui walked back, Li Weiguo was already trying hard not to laugh out loud.

He had forgotten that he came to borrow Yan Bugui's fishing rod. He suppressed the smile that was coming up and said with a serious face, "Uncle, I would have forgotten if you hadn't asked me. Uncle, can I borrow your fishing rod?"

Yan Bugui was so exhausted that he started to spin around in circles, but he was still holding it in.

When he heard that Li Weiguo wanted to borrow a fishing rod, his first reaction was that he couldn't lend it to him for free. He stomped his feet helplessly, and before he could say anything, he heard Li Weiguo add another sentence.

"Uncle, I'll use my fishing rod for nothing. Can I give you a fish when I come back?"

"Li Weiguo, can you please stop panting when you speak? It's settled, but the minimum weight cannot be less than one kilogram. Go ask your third aunt for it!"

After saying that, Yan Bugui ran towards the yard like the wind.

"That's right! Uncle Three is still straightforward!"

Li Weiguo looked at the missing Yan Bugui and finally couldn't hold back any longer and started laughing while covering his mouth.

Finally, he laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes, and then he walked towards the yard with a trembling body.

When Li Weiguo went to ask the third aunt for the fishing rod, the third aunt looked at him with a strange look in her eyes.

He immediately understood the deep meaning in Third Aunt's eyes, but he didn't expose her. He held back his laughter, took the fishing rod and said, "Third Aunt, you go ahead and do your work. I'll bring the fishing rod back when I get back."

He ran back home as if he was escaping. He really couldn't help but went back to his room and laughed for another ten minutes.

His two younger brothers in the room stared at him as if they had seen a ghost, not knowing what he was laughing at.

"Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why are you smiling so happily?"

Li Weiguo looked at his second brother Li Weimin and said, "Weimin, do you think we'll have fish tonight? I'll go fishing soon!"

"Brother, are you serious? Can you really catch some fish?" The third brother Li Weihua swallowed and looked at him with shining eyes.