Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1292 Three Essential Divine Books for Traveling Through Time
There was a flash of resentment in the secretary's eyes.

Ever since he met this old woman, he has been spending money on her.

The key is that the other party not only wants to eat well, drink well, and wear well, but also wants to live in the best possible place.

Half of the savings, which were originally considerable, were spent in just a few days.

The secretary increasingly felt that this was a losing business.

But things have come to this point, and he has paid what he should pay. He would be unwilling to withdraw at this time.

Not to mention whether this crazy woman will take revenge on him.

But he hasn't gotten the benefits yet, and it would be a loss to quit at this time.

He must get enough benefits from women to make up for the money he lost.

The secretary hardened his heart, and based on the principle that you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, he ran to get food for the woman.

The meal was brought back. The woman took two bites and felt it was not to her taste, so she frowned.

After taking two bites, he threw down his chopsticks and said, "This is so unpalatable. I'm not eating it anymore!"

After saying that, he started to attack the secretary, asking what kind of meal he was dissatisfied with.

From Zhang Yu's angle, he could clearly see the secretary's livid face.

But he could really bear it. After a moment, he acted like nothing had happened, put a smile on his face again, served tea to the woman to rinse her mouth, and got a hot towel to wipe her face...

The key point is that his face looks as calm as the breeze and bright as the moon. People who don’t know would think that he is deeply in love with her. Zhang Yu was stunned by the look on his face.

No wonder Deputy Director Liu fell from power, he was able to escape.

With this ability, it's not surprising at all.

For the rest of the journey, apart from the fact that the woman made requests to the secretary from time to time and ordered the secretary around, the rest was relatively peaceful.

Although Zhang Yu was a little annoyed by the woman's brainless provocation, he even wanted to give her a fart pill to let her know what humiliation was.

But after looking at the carriage, he finally gave up the idea of ​​killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of his own.

The strike range of the fart pill is really too large.

Although he was a little annoyed by the woman's occasional trouble-making, no one else in the car offended him.

The smell in the car wasn't very pleasant to begin with, and if the fart pills were added...

Zhang Yu shuddered violently...

Forget it, forget it, that’s too cruel!

Bai Lianhua had already demonstrated to him personally how powerful the fart pill was. It was still smelly outdoors and had great offensive power.

Not to mention the small carriage at this time.

Thinking of the possible consequences, Zhang Yu silently retracted his hand.

If you think about it carefully, every time a woman finds fault, she gets fought back.

All in all, I didn't suffer any loss.

Forget it!

The woman shivered unconsciously, and her back felt slightly cold.

What she didn't know was that she had just been hanging around in the social dead area.

In order to avoid bad consequences caused by his impulsiveness, Zhang Yu put down the book in his hand, quietly lay back on the bed, and pretended to rest.

In fact, it quietly opens the system.

"System, start today's sign-in."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for signing in successfully today! Obtained "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" x1, "Militia Military Training Manual" x1, and "Friends of Military and Civilian Dual-Use Talents" x1."

Zhang Yu looked at the system page in a daze.

There is no young person today who doesn’t know that “Barefoot Doctor’s Manual”, “Militia Military Training Manual” and “Friends of Military and Civilian Dual-Use Talents” are known as the three essential books for time travel.

These are the three essential books for time travel!

After realizing that she would really travel through time and be reborn, she was curious about it.

He had tried to find these three great books before, but he only found the "Militia Military Training Manual".

Only this one was published in 1959.

As for the other two, they have not been published yet.

Looking at the three books in the system space, Zhang Yu suddenly became interested.

Today he wanted to see whether these three books were as magical as the legend said.

Given Zhang Yu’s current environment, it was not convenient for him to take the book out directly, so he simply threw the book into the secret space, and then used his consciousness to flip through the contents inside.

After a quick search, Zhang Yu opened his mouth slightly with a look of amazement.

Now he finally understood why these three books were called the three essential artifacts for time travel.

It is well deserved.

Take the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" for example. This book is simply a bible of "general medical care", covering everything from colds and fevers to cancer and myocardial infarction, from insect control and mosquito control to biochemical protection, from acupuncture and massage to antibiotics.

You can't imagine how much is contained in such a small book.

From minor cases like fever and colds to major cases like the diagnosis and treatment of nuclear radiation, it can be said that we have everything we need and can do it all.

"Friends of Military and Civilian Dual-Use Talents" is divided into two volumes, and the content inside is even more hardcore. It is no exaggeration to say that it is all dry stuff.

Shooting down planes, ambushing tanks, identifying mines...
From agriculture and water conservancy, lathe operators, fitters, and electricians...

From air defense and anti-tank, to house repair, crop planting, livestock breeding, electrical appliance repair, and car manufacturing, it covers the entire process from destruction to post-war reconstruction, from political economy to physics and chemistry, all disciplines and fields, it can be said that it has everything. After completing the course, you can really become a dual-use talent in the military and civilian fields who knows everything about astronomy and geography, and is well-versed in ancient and modern times.

After being shocked, Zhang Yu silently turned his attention to the last book.

He had already read this book.

Compared with the previous two books, the content of this "Militia Training Manual" is simpler and more crude.

In summary, it teaches you how to fight, how to control and shoot down aircraft, how to quickly organize and build a highly disciplined army, how to charge tactically, how to arrange sentries, and how to camp...

It also covers basic military knowledge such as rifle shooting, air defense, chemical defense, and atomic bomb defense.

To be frank, as long as you have this manual of more than a hundred pages in your hand, you can quickly build an army with a fairly good combat level after "world nuclear peace".

Zhang Yu was silent.

After a moment's silence, he couldn't help but continue flipping through the three books.

As he watched, Zhang Yu suddenly understood why the older generation had such strong hands-on skills.

From repairing various small appliances to repairing cars...

I thought our generation lacked life experience.

It’s an education issue.

But this is too big a difference.

If this is the level of education the older generation received, then they are eating too well.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but smack his lips.

In later generations, whenever Zhang Yu heard the older generation complain about the younger generation for not being able to do this or that, he didn't think it was a big deal.

After all, everyone is like this.

Moreover, Zhang Yu considered himself to be a man of good hands-on ability. He could solve all kinds of problems encountered in work and housing. As long as the home appliances were not too sophisticated, he could fix them by himself. He could be said to be able to make a living by himself.

He saved a lot of money and was very proud of it.

But looking at the three books in front of me, I suddenly understood something.

Good guy!
Good guy!
Good guy!
He couldn't help but let out three long sighs, and finally understood where the gap was.

This also made him think of the words that he often heard from a colleague's retired parents educating that colleague.

They think it's just a job, what's so tiring about it, it's just an easy job.

As for that?
Some even think that their own children are just being hypocritical and have never suffered any hardship...

Zhang Yu felt very depressed when he first heard those words.

Young people in later generations run around all day for that little bit of loser. Not only do they have to work overtime and be exhausted, but they also have to endure all kinds of bullying. How can it be easy?

As a parent, can't you be a little more considerate of your children?

Later, when he reached this era, Zhang Yu realized that perhaps it was not that parents did not love their children, but that they really could not empathize with their children.

They don't understand: sitting in an office, protected from the wind and rain, how can one be tired?

Going to work every day is like going to a grave, not like a young person at all.

They were so full of energy when they first started working.

Zhang Yu now understands that the reason why they are so energetic at work is because they can have separate rooms and accommodation, the company provides food, and the whole family will not go hungry.

Generally speaking, people live not far from where they work.

Take the Red Star Steel Mill for example. Many people who work there commute to work in no more than half an hour, and that's if they walk.

The company allocates a house to me, I don’t have to pay a mortgage, and every month my salary is mine.

There is also a pension when you retire.

At that time, there were no daily, weekly, or monthly reports, and no mobile phones. The leaders could not find us after get off work, and our spare time was all our own.

Unlike later generations, people have to reply to WeChat messages even in the middle of the night.

At this time, office work was seen as both leisurely and respectable.

You can drink tea and knit sweaters in the office, and go home when you have something to do.

In this case, it’s no wonder that they are old and still full of energy.

As he was about to return to Beijing, Zhang Yu's reluctance to leave the Xie family gradually turned into excitement as he would soon see his aunt.

However, Zhang Yu never expected that a "big drama" was also being staged in Beijing at this time.

The meal had just ended and the room was still filled with the lingering aroma of food. Zhang Guifang couldn't help but stare blankly as she cleaned up the dishes.

After cleaning up, she wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron and turned to look at Zhao Wenzhuo beside her: "Is Xiaoyu going to be home in the next two days?"

Zhao Wenzhuo put down the newspaper in his hand and nodded: "I received a telegram this afternoon saying that Xiaoyu has boarded the train."

This sentence was like a spring breeze, blowing away some of Zhang Guifang's worries.

Zhang Guifang pulled a chair and sat down, looking out the window at the darkening sky, her heart full of longing.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Ah, I haven't seen Xiaoyu for such a long time. My heart is always empty and anxious."

Zhao Wenzhuo didn't say anything, but his hand that was flipping through the newspaper paused unconsciously.

Xiaoyu is the child he raised since childhood. He is no different from his other sons. In fact, he loves him more because the other sons have been in poor health since childhood.

He didn't think much of anything when she was around him every day, but when he went to the Northeast and couldn't see her for such a long time, he felt bad.

As the couple chatted, they talked about Zhang Yu's engagement.

According to the original plan, they, as parents, should have visited the girl's family a few days ago and arranged the marriage before Zhang Yu started school.

But when they calculated the horoscopes of the two children, several fortune tellers said that based on their birth dates, it was not a suitable year for them to get engaged.

Although Zhang Guifang didn't really believe in these superstitious things, it would be fine if only one person said so, but when two or three people said so, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

I asked someone to explain the matter to the girl's family, and they felt that it was better to believe it than not.

Fortunately, the two children are still young, so it won’t make any difference if we delay it for another year.

It’s a pity that Zhang Yu has been thinking about getting engaged for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guifang couldn't help but frowned.

Zhao Wenzhuo turned around and comforted her: "It's okay, the two children are still young, it won't be a problem to postpone it for another year. Didn't the fortune teller say that the two children are a match made in heaven? Good things take time."

But soon Zhang Guifang no longer had time to worry about this.

"what!"

A sudden shrill scream broke the quiet night sky.

The voice was sharp and desperate, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, which instantly pierced Zhang Guifang's heart and made her shiver. She paused when she was about to wipe the table, and the rag in her hand fell down.

She stood up suddenly, her face pale, her eyes wide open, full of astonishment and anxiety.

"What happened?"

She muttered to herself anxiously, her hands clenched into fists, her heart pounding like a drum, and she hurried outside, trying to find out what was going on through the gap in the window frame.

In the darkness of the night, the scream seemed to still echo in my ears.

Zhao Wenzhuo stopped his wife who was about to leave and said, "Stay here for a while. I'll go see what's going on."

As Zhao Wenzhuo spoke, he walked quickly towards the door and turned back to give Zhang Guifang a reassuring look.

He opened the door and quickly glanced around, but it was dark at night and he could not see anything except the lights that were turned on in each household due to the screams.

He took a deep breath and decided to walk in the direction where the sound came from.

Although the sound had stopped, there seemed to be a sense of uneasiness lingering in the air.

Only Zhang Guifang was left standing there, her heart filled with anxiety and worry.

She tried to calm her breathing and recover from the shock, but her ears seemed to have automatically turned on radar mode, capturing every movement outside.

The other residents in the yard were obviously also frightened by the shrill sound just now. Men from every household stuck their heads out to see what was going on.

Hearing the noise in the yard, Zhang Guifang breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the dim light, she still felt a little nervous.

Time passes by minute by minute, and every second seems like a long wait.

All kinds of bad images began to emerge in Zhang Guifang's mind.

She wanted to go out and take a look several times, but Zhao Wenzhuo seemed to be wary of this.

When I went out, I hung the door from the outside.

Zhang Guifang can't go out now and can only wait silently for Zhao Wenzhuo to come back.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, footsteps were heard outside the door, getting closer and clearer.

Zhang Guifang's heart rose to her throat and she almost held her breath, waiting for the familiar figure to appear.

The door opened and Zhao Wenzhuo walked in, with a trace of fatigue on his face.
"It's okay." He said softly, his tone full of comfort.

Zhang Guifang hurried forward and held her husband's hand tightly, as if this could dispel all her fear and anxiety.

"What's going on?" she asked anxiously.

Zhao Wenzhuo sighed: "Don't mention it, the Jia family is making trouble again."

(End of this chapter)