Break out of the courtyard

On New Year's Eve, my cousin Zhang Cuishan was so drunk that he fainted, so Zhang Heping sent him back to the small penthouse in the backyard.

Zhang Heping waited at the door for Zhang Cuishan to lock the door. The bamboo bed in the house creaked. After confirming that he had slipped into his sleeping bag, Zhang Heping turned around and left.

There were faint sobbing sounds from Liu Haizhong's family in the east wing behind him, Xu Damao's family in the west wing opposite was dark and no one was there, and the laughter from He Yuzhu's family in the main room in the middle courtyard on the left had dissipated.

"Master Yi, can you really promote me to level 1 fitter after the year?"

"Hey! Qin Huairu. The first master has already said that if you are promoted one month late, the first master will supplement your first-level salary for one month more. What are you worried about? The first master should be the most worried!"

"Don't worry! After you are promoted to level 1 fitter, I will find a way to transfer your household registration to the city. By then, your family will only have an agricultural household registration, Jia Zhang's family."

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The main house on the right is the old deaf lady's house.

"Xiao Yi family, don't ask about the school where the Zhang family's two daughters go to. We can't drive the Zhang family away with just a few reporting letters!"

"Old lady, I don't want to either. But Lao Yi doesn't listen, alas..."

"I heard that the Zhang family is inquiring about a house with a single family house. You should pay more attention to the news about house sales. Xiao Yi will feel better when the Zhang family buys a house and moves out like Xu Fugui did."

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When Zhang Heping returned home, he did not speak out about the gossip he sensed in the backyard. Instead, he took a pen and paper, started working with both hands, and wrote an anonymous report letter.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to be happy, so had he asked Zhang Heping?

I also want to find out which school his two sisters go to, haha... I'm so evil!

In the east wing, the Zhang family was chatting and eating peanuts and melon seeds at first, and they didn't pay much attention to what Zhang Heping wrote.

However, Zhang Heping took a long time to write and wrote more and more reporting letters, which made them curious.

The second sister, Zhang Pandi, picked up a report letter and looked at it, and asked doubtfully: "Brother, why did you report Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu? Are they causing trouble behind their backs again?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the family took a written report letter to check. Even the grandmother Xie Ermei, who only knew her name, also took a report letter out of curiosity.

"Xiaosan, what you wrote...Qin Huairu really went to the vegetable cellar with Yi Zhonghai? Qin Huairu was also involved in the ring? How did you know?"

"Cousin, was Jia Dongxu really killed by Yi Zhonghai and Silly Zhu? He plotted to steal his apprentice's wife... No wonder you called him a gangster, he is really not a thing!"

"Brother, did you hear something in the backyard?"

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The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year!

The Zhang family put on new clothes, had breakfast, locked the doors and windows, and went out to take pictures.

Along the way, their whole family was dressed in black windbreakers and woolen scarves, which was really eye-catching.

When an acquaintance met him, the first thing he said was, "Are you cold if you are wearing such thin clothes?"

If you want to talk about thin clothes, the windbreaker must be thin!

However, their windbreakers also come with a matching cotton-padded jacket lining, which can be added to keep warm in winter and removed in spring and autumn for ventilation.

As for the color of the clothes...

The three sisters finally agreed with Zhang Heping's aesthetic. Black is the main tone, and the collar, cuffs, pocket flaps, and waist belt are made of other colorful fabrics. There is also an accessory with the words "cousin's sewing stall" on the left chest.

For example, the second sister Zhang Pandi's large-lapel windbreaker, the large turned-out collar, rolled-up cuffs, pocket flaps, and belt are all made of the fabric of her red floral cotton-padded jacket.

Zhang Heping's windbreaker is a combination of black and blue, with blue collar, cuffs, pocket flaps, and small blue oval patches on the elbows; the trousers are rolled up twice, revealing a finger-long blue lining.

According to Zhang Heping, when he grows taller, he can just lower his pants one layer at a time.

As for the windbreaker, it is already long. If you roll up the sleeves twice more, you don’t have to worry about him growing taller.

His method of rolling up sleeves and trouser legs later became the selling point of children's clothes at his cousin's sewing stall.

It is worth mentioning that these black cloths are not dyed black with ink, but black dye bought by my eldest cousin Ma Lili from the supply and marketing cooperative with industrial coupons.

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Although Zhang Heping and the others got up early, they still had to queue up when they arrived at the state-owned photo studio.

Those behind them in line had to wait a little longer.

Because after the Zhang family took a group photo, they then gathered together to take photos in twos and threes, and finally there were individual photos of each person.

In particular, my cousin Zhang Cuishan took two more single photos and wanted to choose a good-looking photo to put on the blind date market.

His father, Zhang Bing, was unwilling to take a single photo. When he took a photo with his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, it was Ma Xiuzhen in front, blocking his residual leg.

This gave Zhang Heping some ideas, and he planned to make a prosthetic limb for Lao Zhang... one that could help him walk without crutches.

After taking the photos, Zhang Heping called four rickshaws, went to the post office to send a letter of complaint, and then took his family to the Lao Moxi restaurant to grab a seat.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, there are people queuing up for lunch here, can you believe it?

Zhang Heping didn't care about those people who queued up honestly. The last time he came with his classmates in the afternoon, they didn't queue up!

Zhang Heping and his family walked directly to the door and spoke fluent Russian to the waiter who stopped him.

He jabbered and asked a few questions. The Northeastern waiter at the door, "Hara Shao," couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly welcomed Zhang Heping, who looked indifferent, and the seven people behind him who were looking around into the restaurant.

"Uncle Liu, happy New Year!"

As soon as Zhang Heping walked into the door, he saw a familiar figure.

"Xiao Zhang?" Mr. Liu left the people around him and came over in surprise, patted Zhang Heping's hand asking for a red envelope, and scolded with a smile: "I've finished sending out the red envelopes. Please remember to come early next time to wish me a happy New Year."

After greeting his grandmother Xie Ermei and his mother Ma Xiuzhen, Mr. Liu looked at Zhang Bing who was on crutches and said with a smile: "I and you were once fellow patients, do you know?"

While Uncle Liu was talking to his father Zhang Bing, Zhang Heping walked to the bar on the left and told the front desk in Russian that he had reserved a seat yesterday, which is what those classmates from the courtyard said last time.

However, they did not speak Russian.

When the front desk clerk saw that Zhang Heping was acquainted with the group of guests in the private room on the second floor next to him, he was very smart and did not expose it. He directly took out the menu and asked him to order and pay for the tickets.

Just when Zhang Heping took out a large black pigskin wallet from the left inner pocket of his windbreaker and wanted to show off...

"Bring the account of his table to my private room!"

Snapped!

Zhang Heping quickly closed his wallet, stuffed it into his inner pocket, and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, I won't be polite to you anymore!"

"This meal counts as your son's reward for herding the cows. I'll go up and talk things over first!"

"Yes! Walk slowly!"

After Uncle Liu and his group left, Zhang Heping took the menu, walked directly in, and continued to talk nonsense in Russian:

"When I was studying at the Red Square, I always ordered food at my seat. How come when I come to you, I order food at the door? Are you fake?"

The front desk clerk at Lao Mo Restaurant hurriedly followed up and explained in a low voice in Russian that domestic dining not only requires money, but also tickets. Ordering at the door is to prevent people without tickets from entering and affecting other people's dining.

Lao Mo's restaurant is very spacious and tall, and the decoration is even more magnificent, with modern tables, chairs, tablecloths, silver knives and forks, cups and plates, and waiters with very good attitudes, and...

"Zhao Laoliu! I've seen you in vain!"

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