Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 5, I’m almost 16, what should I do?

After eating the dumplings, Jia Weidong rubbed his overstuffed belly and went to his dedicated dormitory to rest.

There are bathrooms and showers in the dormitory. After taking a shower, I threw all the worn underwear and pants I was wearing into the washing machine.

Wrapped in a bath towel, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in the mirror. With a height of 170cm, I was not short for a 15-year-old. The ribs on my chest were clearly visible. I looked a bit scary. I was too thin and looked raw. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and well-proportioned facial features. Although he is sallow and thin, he is a bit handsome if you look closely.

The messy hair is a bit long, and Jia Weidong has no intention of taking care of it. He should continue to maintain his original image of a fool, otherwise others will see a completely different version of himself tomorrow, from a fool to a young man with a lot of energy. He will be stupid. I haven’t seen a doctor or taken any medicine for more than ten years, but suddenly I feel better. How to explain it?

Do you want to tell others that you have had an adventure and met a miracle doctor? It’s hard to explain! Illness goes away like silkworms. Only by changing bit by bit can people slowly accept it.

I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table in the room. It was eight-thirty, which was about the same as the time outside. I set an alarm for five o'clock and would see if it was consistent with the time outside tomorrow morning. Then I lay in bed and thought.

In this era, although there are space farms now, as long as you work harder, you no longer have to worry about starving to death, but after the Chinese New Year, you will be 16 years old. Normal people are considered adults at the age of 16. In the village, they have to work in the fields. Live to earn work points.

Of course, there is no need for a fool. Do you have to pretend to be a fool and maintain the image of a fool forever? Jia Weidong didn't want this, and no one else would want this.

Jia Weidong is even more unwilling to pretend that his condition is gradually getting better, and then go to work in the fields to earn the pitiful work points. There is still so much space waiting for him to plant! What should I do? Where should I go?

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, take your time, first look for some grain, vegetable seeds, saplings, etc. and plant them on the farm, and then..., maybe it’s because the soul and the original body haven’t fully integrated yet, so it’s easy to mentally Tired, I fell asleep thinking about it.

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time. I had a really comfortable sleep. I stretched out, put on my underwear, and returned to the bed in the woodshed as soon as I thought.

There was a sound of roosters crowing. When I looked at the sky outside, it was just getting bright. It seemed that the time in the farm living area and outside were basically synchronized. This would be much more convenient in the future. I thought and returned to the bed in the space dormitory.

Get up, cook rice in the rice cooker, and then exercise in the open space at the door of the kitchen.

First I did the Chen style Tai Chi I learned in my previous life with great difficulty, then I did 10 sit-ups, 10 push-ups, and 10 squats. I was sweating profusely in a short time.

There is no way, my body bones are too weak, some movements cannot be completed accurately, let alone last long, so take your time!

First, I went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up, and then went to the kitchen. The rice in the rice cooker was ready. I turned on the gas stove, heated up the oil in the pot, cracked in two eggs, stir-fried, and smashed them. Put the rice in the pot, pour it into the pot, add an appropriate amount of salt and MSG, continue to stir-fry for a while, and the fragrant egg fried rice is ready.

After eating two big bowls, I burped, so full! I got up and washed the pots and dishes. After putting everything away, I suddenly returned to the bed in the woodshed.

Putting on a torn cotton jacket and cotton trousers, he opened the door of the woodshed and saw no one in the yard. He quietly walked out and stopped eating breakfast. Thinking that it was not easy for the big family in his predecessor, he didn't want to snatch half of it from them. The bowl of stick porridge is gone. After all, it takes up someone else's body. I might as well help if I can in the future if conditions permit.