Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

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This is the first time the author has written a period article. Some details have not been taken into consideration or there are some errors in the research. I would like to ask you to point them out.

"Robbery! Hand over your brains!"

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Fang Xiang suddenly woke up from his dream.

He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

In the dream, he worked overtime for a week to finish the design drawings.

As a result, on the way home from get off work, I was driving due to fatigue.

Collided with a white Mercedes that ran a red light.

Wiped the sweat from his head.

He reached out for the night light on the bedside table.

But it came up empty.

This?

Fang Xiang opened his eyes wide.

I actually heard the sound of people talking outside the house.

Am I not in the community?

Why are you in a shabby house now?

Fang wanted to lift the quilt.

I put on my shoes in the dim light coming in from the window.

Why is this quilt so rough?

And why are these shoes so hard?

Fang Xiang looked around the room.

I found out that this was not the home I lived in.

It was a strange house.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the light cord at the door.

Pulled.

"Snapped"

light is on.

Fang Xiang was also shocked.

Why does this house look so old?

See there is a mirror on the table.

Fang Xiang walked over involuntarily.

In the mirror was a young, handsome, yet somewhat unfamiliar face.

It's just that his face looks a little pale and scary thin.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I see myself fair and thin.

Fang Xiang was a little panicked.

He searched his body up and down.

Thin, weak and powerless.

The whole person is like ribs.

Fortunately, it's still there.

"What am I?"

Fang Xiang whispered cautiously.

Wasn’t that just a dream?

Did I travel through time after I had a car accident?

Fang Xiang turned around and looked around the house.

Finally found a hand-torn calendar at the door.

Monday, August 1964, 6.

Just when Fang Xiang was frowning and wondering if he had traveled through time.

A severe headache came over me.

Strange memories suddenly flooded into my mind.

Quickly merged with his original memory.

Fang Xiang rubbed his head, trying hard to sort out the original owner's confused memories.

It took him more than ten minutes to come back to his senses.

I finally have a general understanding of my current situation.

The original owner of this body is also called Fang Xiang.

I am 18 years old this year and will take the college entrance examination in July.

(College Entrance Examination in July of the 7s)

Live in a slum in Nanluoguxiang, Beijing.

Could it be the courtyard house in the TV series? Fang Xiang was a little unsure.

He has not watched this TV series and is not clear about the plot.

I just heard colleagues mention it when they were chatting.

(The main point is that the protagonist does not understand it, so circle it and you will be tested!)

My previous home had two rooms, which together accounted for about fifty square meters.

My father was a soldier and died in the Korean War.

My mother is the deputy chief of the logistics department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

She raised him alone with great difficulty.

Unfortunately, when I went to the workshop to count the items a while ago.

The worker died due to a work-related injury caused by misoperation.

The factory gave him a pension and agreed to let him work as long as he graduated from high school.

He could then go to the factory and take over his mother's job.

The original owner was extremely sad and had no one to take care of her.

He had been drowsy for several days and hadn't eaten, and he just passed away like that.

I wiped the corners of my eyes, there were still some tears left.

Before I could even sigh.

My stomach started growling again.

Fang Xiang touched his stomach and realized he hadn't eaten for several days.

Feeling weak all over.

He shook his head and began to look around the room in the light.

The walls were all mottled, with large patches of peeling skin.

There is no glass in the window, only a layer of gray window paper.

The bed I just slept on was a heated bed, and it looked dirty.

The quilt was a bit hard and had a faint smell.

In the corner next to the kang, there is a large wardrobe with double doors and a large mirror.

Fang wanted to walk to the standing mirror and observe himself in the mirror.

He seemed to be about 1.7 meters tall, a little shorter than himself in his previous life.

His hair was greasy and messy, and his clothes were dirty and had several patches.

I don't know how many days it has been since I last washed it.

Next to the large wardrobe are two low wooden cabinets.

There are two chairs next to the low cabinet.

There is also a shabby table.

There were also several textbooks with brown paper covers placed on it.

They are written as Algebra, Chinese, Chemistry, etc.

Turn the pages.

It was filled with notes.

The handwriting is really ugly.

Fang Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth.

However, Fang wanted to take a look at the content.

How can it feel so simple?

I put the book down and then remembered it.

Because my mother passed away.

The school gave him a week's vacation.

tomorrow.

Oh no, I have to go to class today.

I want to look for some other things.

My stomach growled in protest again.

The strong feeling of hunger made Fang Xiang subconsciously look for something to eat.

But suddenly I remembered.

The original owner didn’t know how to cook, and had hardly eaten a grain of rice that week.

Just drink some water occasionally.

This person died of starvation.

Fang Xiang shook his head.

I saw a stove at the door.

There is a bucket next to the stove.

There is still half a bucket of water in the bucket.

Fang wanted to pick up the ladle and scoop up some water.

He drank it up in big gulps.

Until the second scoop is swallowed.

Only then did I feel that I had regained some strength.

According to memory, I came to the inner room.

This room is my mother's room.

The furnishings inside are not much different from those in the outer room.

A bed, a table, a chair, a large wardrobe and two low corner cabinets.

Fang Xiang touched his pocket, it was empty.

So he started searching through all the drawers and cabinets in the house.

The results were surprising.

Although the original owner's family looked extremely poor.

But in fact, there is no shortage of money.

First of all, there is my father’s pension, which is 56 yuan per month and is received monthly.

Until Fang Xiang turned 18.

Coincidentally, Fang Xiang just turned 18 last month.

And my mother is a deputy section level official.

The Red Star Steel Rolling Mill paid a one-time compensation of more than 900 yuan.

All together, Fang Xiang now has more than 2,200 yuan in his hands.

In addition, there are dozens of tickets of various kinds.

And the grain book representing urban household registration.

In this era, that's a huge sum of money.

You know, a Forever 28 large-bar bicycle only costs 180 yuan.

Shanghai brand radio, only 140 yuan.

This is more than 2,200 yuan.

It’s enough to buy a small courtyard house in Beijing.

Looking at such a huge sum of money in my hand.

Fang was a little worried about where to put it safely.

The stack of money in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Fang Xiang was shocked.

"system?"

His pupils shrank, and a grid-like space suddenly appeared before his eyes.

With a thought, I found that the money was there in the space.

In a flash of thought, the stack of money returned to his hand.

The next moment, the money appeared in the space again.

However, it seems that this space is not that big.

I estimate it to be about two cubes.

In just a moment, Fang Xiang thought of countless ideas for using this space to make money.

Suddenly my breathing became rapid and my mouth became dry.

He quickly returned to the door, grabbed the water scoop, and drank it all in one gulp.

After calming down, I felt even hungrier.

Fang Xiang remembered that there was a watch on the table in the inner room.

Pick it up and take a look.

It is a ladies' watch of Shanghai brand.

It should have been left by the original owner's mother.

Look at the time, it's already half past six.

I tried it, but it turned out that the original owner was too thin.

The watch fits perfectly on my wrist.

Find a set of clean clothes from the closet.

He took off the dirty clothes on his body.

Find a towel and use the little water in the bucket.

Washed my body.

Put on clean clothes.

Then put the books and other things into the schoolbag.

I turned off the lights, locked the door, put on my backpack and stepped out.

Then I saw a pretty figure passing by.

"Xiao Fang, are you going to school?"

I heard this person greeting me.

Direction raised his head.

A pretty young wife was walking past him with a smile on her face.

She has a pigtail and side bangs in front of her forehead.

A pair of charming peach blossom eyes.

The slightly upturned corners of the mouth seem to contain a hint of spring.

He was wearing a yellowed short-sleeved shirt.

He couldn't hold back his bulging chest at all.

The slender waist is accompanied by long and strong legs.

Keep swaying.

The eyebrows and eyes reveal countless charms.

If some people have poor concentration, they might have the idea of ​​being disloyal and thinking too much.

"Qin... Hello, sister-in-law..."