Siheyuan: The Legacy of Wei Wu

Chapter 2 A mountain looks high at a mountain

Wang Hao got up and put on his clothes and found an embarrassing problem. It may be because the system strengthened his body, but his clothes were a little short.

Wang Hao's height used to be 167cm, but now he's probably 180cm tall based on his clothes. He's only taller, not shorter!

This makes people very distressed. For Wang Hao, who lives in poverty, making cotton clothes is much more difficult than making food.

For a long time, Wang Hao had no choice but to tear off a corner of the quilt and use it to sew his trousers and sleeves. Although it didn't look good, it could at least provide some protection from the cold.

After cleaning up, I walked out and looked at the sun. It was probably nine or ten o'clock.

Wang Hao opened the door and saw Qin Huairu washing clothes by the sink again. In Wang Hao's impression, Qin Huairu seemed to be washing non-stop all year round...

I have to say that Qin Huairu is indeed beautiful. Her fair skin does not look like that of a girl from a rural commune. Her plump figure looks fertile! She is big where she should be and is perky where she should be!

I have to say that it is better to have a daughter-in-law from someone else’s family.

Moreover, Qin Huairu has a kind of charm in her heart. Coupled with her graceful appearance, her charm has a seductive feeling like holding a pipa and half covering her face.

"Wang Hao, where are you going to find food after you got up so early today?"

Wang Hao was engrossed in what he was watching when he was interrupted by a male voice that seemed to be speaking with a pinched throat.

He turned around and looked at the projectionist Xu Damao.

Helpless, Wang Hao had no choice but to go back to his room and lie down. He would consume less when he lay down, and he would get hungry more slowly.

The cabbage leaves were so bad that they were obviously inedible, so Wang Hao had to throw them away.

Even oral salt water will do.

Although I really want to bake it, baking consumes more than cooking. There is still soup after cooking, and the skin can be eaten. Although it tastes good when grilled, you can only eat the core. For Wang Hao now, the taste is not comparable to the affordability.

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"Whose roasted sweet potatoes are here? They taste so delicious."

As usual, Wang Hao found some hay and sat down at the door.

The fire on the stove is high, and a few sweet potatoes are roasted in a few minutes. The outer layer of the skin, which has been roasted and black, is peeled off, revealing the sweet potato core that is sticky and smells very sweet in the middle.

Finally, Wang Hao couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up and went for a walk in the yard.

Obviously that was just Wang Hao's fantasy.

It sounds very exciting to listen to Qianggen!

"In these days, who can do this except children? I think it's probably the Jia family's fault."

As for the half-broken sweet potato, Wang Hao casually threw it into the space and prepared to eat it with fire at night.

Regardless of whether it is a bad dish, there are many people who have bad ideas. If you are slow, you will be empty in an instant!

The morning passed leisurely.

I just had a full meal today and lay down in bed for a while. My whole body looked like hair, and I couldn't fall asleep as I tossed and turned.

The supply and marketing cooperative is not far from the Siheyuan, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.

"Where to find food?"

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Hey, what does it have to do with me if someone breaks his shoes? Go home.

Wang Hao's family definitely didn't have any salt, so he had to drink two mouthfuls of warm water to relieve the greasiness.

The system is very considerate, automatically harvesting, saving seeds, sowing...

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Wang Hao looked at the bright moon and stars in the sky. This was the first time he came to this world to appreciate the surrounding scenery. It was so beautiful...

Don't tell me, it feels so good to be full.

He doesn't dare to get sick. Only workers who have jobs can take free medicine, but he doesn't have it. He can't poison himself just because of two vegetable leaves. It's not worth it!

When I saw someone choosing the leftover rotten vegetables, I hurriedly grabbed it.

After all, I still have another night to stay up.

However, Wang Hao, who had just entered the space, was dumbfounded. Among the green sweet potato seedlings on the ground, half of the sweet potato had long since disappeared.

It would be nice to have a mobile phone, but at the very least a black and white TV would be fine.

At this point, go squat in front of the supply and marketing cooperative. If you are lucky, you can still pick up something!

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Hao figured out the key. When he was not in the space, the flow of time accelerated. The sweet potato spent half a day in the space equivalent to more than half a year, plus reproduction

Yes, there is this piece of green in front of us.

It's already midnight now, and the people in the courtyard are all workers in the steel rolling mill. They have to go to bed early if they have to go to work tomorrow.

Wang Hao walked straight out of the courtyard.

Not to mention other things, this piece of land is enough for me to eat for a long time. The sweet potato leaves and stems can be used to make vegetable steamed buns, and the sweet potatoes can also fill my stomach. Although I can't eat them all the time, with the sweet potato seeds, at the speed of space, I can eat them tomorrow.

You can find someone to "reciprocate" early in the morning!

During the year of hunger, Wang Hao never felt bored or empty.

A night of silence.

Wang Hao searched for the sound and came to the entrance of the cellar. The light of the kerosene lamp in the cellar was flickering, and the shadows of two people could be vaguely seen through the gap, plus the sound coming from the cellar.

Everyone in the courtyard was busy with their own things. Only Yu Li looked at Wang Hao and hesitated to speak. She didn't know if she wanted to make a sarcastic comment or something else...

"I just can't get by anymore, the food is so ruined!"

The sound was so weak that it was almost inaudible. If it weren't for such a silent environment in this era, it would definitely be inaudible.

I don’t know what happened to my parents and brothers in that world...

Hey, I can’t go back after all, so I’d better take care of myself first.

The old saying "when you are full and warm, you will think about lust" is true.

Fortunately, this sleep will be regarded as a whole afternoon's sleep.

When Wang Hao returned to the courtyard, every household was eating, but he was the only one wandering around like a homeless wild dog.

The vulgar expression on his face is disgusting, and the erratic eyes are even more disgusting.

Wang Hao was like a starving ghost trying to survive, wolfing down the food.

In total, there were more than 60 kilograms of sweet potatoes left, so Wang Hao picked a few big ones and took out some space.

Wang Hao had no intention of paying attention to the gossip in the courtyard. He had eaten a few roasted sweet potatoes in one go and the sweetness was a bit overwhelming. He wanted to find some other flavors with his mouth full.

"Which garbage dump did you dig through again?"

Wang Hao, who had put away all his thoughts and was about to go back to the house, suddenly heard an unusual sound.

There is not enough food these days, so many people exchange noodles for sweet potatoes and potatoes!

After getting up, setting up the stove and adding firewood, Wang Hao went into the space to take out the sweet potatoes and cook them.

I don’t want to think about tomorrow for the moment. Let’s get some big ones and bake them. They must be grilled and eaten!

Grill two, eat one and watch the other!

Wang Hao ignored Xu Damao's taunts as usual. In the past year since Wang Hao traveled through time, Xu Damao had not satirized him for a day. At first, he was still very angry, but then Wang Hao felt nothing at all, because this piece of shit was tossing and turning.

Just those two sentences.

The feeling of starvation is very uncomfortable, and even sleep is not peaceful.

Wang Hao was not very lucky today, so he grabbed a half-rotten sweet potato and a few rotten cabbage leaves.

The two people here are probably 100% having an affair. You know, in this era, this kind of thing is called "breaking shoes"!

Wang Hao wanted to figure out who the two people inside were, but the voices were muffled and the specific faces could not be seen through the crack in the door.

After Wang Hao had eaten and drank enough, he lay down on the bed as usual.

The next day, Wang Hao got up early and went to the supply and marketing cooperative. Every morning, there would always be a long line of people lining up to buy supplies.

Wang Hao came so early just to "give away" his sweet potatoes.

After his continuous "inquiry" (sales promotion), 50 kilograms of sweet potatoes were finally "gifted" to an uncle in his forties, who "gifted" him eight and a half yuan in return, plus a food stamp for one pound of white flour. Overall

Not bad at all.

After "delivering" the sweet potatoes, Wang Hao strode towards the steel rolling mill.

Today is the day he joins the company!

Don’t be offended, everyone. I write a piece of music and you watch a piece of music. I think that’s enough, right?

(End of chapter)