Siheyuan: a irascible engineer, tyrannical and disobedient

Kyoto in the 1960s.

It's winter, the weather is cold, and it snowed heavily all day yesterday.

Snowflakes flying all over the sky were flying everywhere like goose feathers.

Thick snow piled up on both sides of the road, and people walked on the road making constant sounds of crunching snow.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the end-of-get off work bell rang in the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Liu Jianshe, who was chatting and laughing with people along the way, walked out of the factory.

Looking at the streets full of historical buildings, and adding various contemporary slogans on the walls.

Liu Jianshe sighed in his heart and was filled with emotions!

In the blink of an eye, several years have passed since the 1960s.

There is absolutely no going back now, we can only make peace with what we have come to!

Fortunately, I still have a cheating system that I can activate tomorrow.

Liu Jianshe was so angry when he thought about this system.

It is also a sign-in system. You can use it by crossing other people's systems, but you need to be an engineer to open your own system.

Damn! You don’t even think about the system. Why would you use your system if you can become an engineer?

Fortunately, Liu Jianshe was an equipment maintenance worker before traveling through time, and his basic skills are quite solid.

It took several years to finally transform from a fitter apprentice to the eleventh engineer of the steel rolling mill.

One month's salary, not including subsidies, is 110 yuan and 60 cents. In this era of scarcity, it can be said to be a huge sum of money.

"I guess the news has spread soon, right? I don't know how the beasts in the courtyard will react?" Liu Jianshe said expectantly, stroking his chin.

After leaving the factory gate, Liu Jianshe held a big rooster presented by Director Yang in his hand and wandered to the door of a courtyard.

When I walked to the entrance of the alley, I saw Pirate Saint Banggan eating chicken. His mouth was full of oil. Xiao Dang next to him was so envious that he could only chew the chicken feet.

Liu Jianshe shook his head and ignored the Thief Saint, looking forward to what was about to happen in the evening.

"Silly Zhu should be broke again tonight, but who makes people like the tea master Qin Huairu? He deserves to be broke!" Liu Jianshe muttered a few words and walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard with three entrances and three exits was worth a few small goals in later generations. The decoration of blue bricks and blue tiles has a simple and solemn feeling!

But there are a bunch of beasts living there!

The third uncle in the front yard, Yan Bugui, is known as Yan Shuangji and Yan Laoji. He is the most calculating family in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai, the first master of the Intermediate Court, is a master of morality. He is best at using moral kidnapping, and he is also a desperate man.

When Liu Jianshe first joined the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai once thought about asking him to help with his retirement, but Liu Jianshe, who had watched the TV series, decisively refused.

Since then, Yi Zhonghai has often used his status as an eighth-level fitter to cause trouble for Liu Jianshe.

It wasn't until Liu Jianshe became an eighth-level fitter and became his equal that he lowered his head in despair.

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle in the backyard, is known as a fan of small officials. His enthusiasm for power is no less than that of the poor scholars in ancient times who were obsessed with gaining fame.

Fortunately, it is not popular to take the civil service examination in this era, otherwise the second uncle would probably have to fight for a quota in the civil service all his life.

Yes, this is the world of "Qinman Siheyuan".

Liu Jianshe lives in the backyard.

In addition to him, there were also a deaf old lady, Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong's family in the backyard.

As soon as I walked to the backyard, I saw a woman standing at the door of the courtyard.

The woman is about 20 years old, young and beautiful, with plump breasts and a graceful figure.

It’s not an outsider, it’s tea art master Qin Huairu.

Seeing Qin Huairu, Liu Jianshe had some complicated eyes.

When she first traveled through time, Qin Huairu had not yet married Jia Dongxu, and faced such a charming and charming beauty.

Normal men would fall into this, let alone Liu Jianshe.

But who would have expected that Qin Huairu would choose Jia Dongxu.

The reason is very strong, because Jia Dongxu has an old mother who can help him.

As for Liu Jianshe, an orphan, he had no one to help him at home.

In these days, having an elder in the family, as long as it is not a medicine jar, is better than being an orphan without a father or a mother.

Therefore, Qin Huairu still chose the Jia family.

In addition, Liu Jianshe lived in the compound and would not look up when he saw her, so Jia and Zhang's mother and son were afraid that their old relationship would rekindle.

There were frequent conflicts with Liu Jianshe, and they even united with the neighbors to try to get Liu Jianshe out of the courtyard so that they could occupy his house.

Fortunately, the sub-district office did not let the Jia family and their children play nonsense and refused.

From then on, Liu Jianshe was ostracized in the courtyard, and many people gossiped even in the factory.

At first, Liu Jianshe felt aggrieved and depressed, but as time went by, he became indifferent.

After all, as a qualified post-90s generation, everything about interpersonal communication is just a cloud.

In addition, there are basically no good people in the courtyard. If you don't interact with each other, you won't interact with each other. It's better for everyone to live their own lives.

Half a year ago, Jia Dongxu died in an accident due to illegal operation of equipment. The factory asked Qin Huairu to take over Jia Dongxu's position out of humanitarian considerations so that he could support his orphans and widowed family.

For this reason, the moral master Yi Ye also launched a fund-raising campaign in the compound. Except for Liu Jianshe, everyone else donated more or less.

Since then, Jia and Zhang became even more resentful of Liu Jianshe.

But luckily there is a silly fool who is a chef at a steel rolling mill.

I bring leftovers from two lunch boxes every day, one lunch box for Qin Huairu and one to take home. Sometimes both lunch boxes are cut off.

He also never thought about his biological sister He Yuyu.

People forget their mother when they have a daughter-in-law, but Silly Zhu forgets his sister when he is a widow!

Without saying hello to Qin Huairu, Liu Jianshe pretended not to notice and walked towards the room.

Qin Huairu, who was waiting for Shazhu's lunch box, naturally saw Liu Jianshe, and even more so the big cock in his hand.

Therefore, Qin Huairu's eyes were very complicated.

Now, the news that Liu Jianshe's engineer passed the examination has spread throughout the compound, and his salary is 110 yuan and 60 cents.

It’s ten yuan more than a big man’s, and since he’s still alone, one person is full and the whole family isn’t hungry.

Qin Huairu also felt extremely regretful. If she had not chosen the Jia family a few years ago, how much better it would have been to choose Liu Jianshe!

After several years of getting along, Qin Huairu finally figured out the fact that there are no good people in the Jia family, Jia Dongxu is petty-minded, and Jia Zhang is a vicious and evil mother-in-law.

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The Jia family lived in the middle courtyard. Mrs. Jia and Zhang were sitting at the door of their house, looking at the door of the courtyard.

Staring at Qin Huairu, for fear that she would have some contact with Silly Zhu.

I want to eat well, but I also don’t want my daughter-in-law to hook up with others and be taken advantage of and do something scandalous.

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn’t even think about it, how did she replace the white flour steamed buns she ate every night?

The white-faced steamed buns were obtained by Qin Huairu in the woods after being taken advantage of by others. They can be said to be human blood steamed buns.

As a mother-in-law, she ate with gusto.

Seeing Liu Jianshe, Jia Zhang had a cold face and spat out feces: "Some people deserve to be orphans and have no conscience at all."

"How can one's conscience be as delicious as white-flour steamed buns? Some people keep sucking other people's blood just for white-flour steamed buns!"

"Some people are born with no sense of propriety, justice and shame, and have forgotten some traditional virtues. I call them forgetfulness." Liu Jianshe replied.

"Who are you calling a bastard?" Jia Zhang cursed.

"Are you forgetful, not a bastard? You spit out feces from your mouth, and your ears don't work anymore?"

"You are just a bastard. You are not a good person. Sooner or later you will suffer retribution." Jia Zhang continued to curse.

"There will be a day, but I don't know who will get the retribution!"