Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

“Hehehe!”

Pingxin smiled happily, her eyes curved into crescents. "Ahem!"

Yang Muzi cleared his throat and said, "As the saying goes, playthings can ruin your ambition. Your most important task now is to study. You can't listen to the music box too much. You can only listen to it for two hours a day, from 7 to 8 in the morning and from 7 to 8 in the evening."

The two time points set by Yang Muzi are very meaningful.

First, let the children get up early and develop good habits.

Second, whether it is from 7 to 8 o'clock in the evening or from 7 to 8 o'clock in the morning, the radio will broadcast some important news, so that children can learn more important information.

Then, Yang Muzi glanced at the three boys and said with a smile: "Of course, you can also go to Pingxin's room to listen."

"Thank you, Dad." "That's great." "Dad is the best." The three children all laughed, and even Yang Ping'an looked happy.

After all, they are children, and the radio is very attractive to them.

The next day, Yang Muzi rode a human-powered tricycle to Cheng Dieyi's home.

This human-powered tricycle has been kept in the system space. It belongs to Zhang Deshui. It is usually not used, but is occasionally taken out to transport supplies.

Knock knock knock... I knocked on the door of the courtyard, but there was no response for a long time.

After a long time and knocking for a long time, Cheng Dieyi's lazy voice was heard.

"Who is it?"

"Yang Muzi." "Wait a moment..."

Cheng Dieyi hesitated for a long time before opening the door. She held her stomach with a look of pain on her face. "Auntie is here?" "What auntie?"

Cheng Dieyi looked confused, of course he didn't know the jokes of later generations. "Nothing, why didn't you go out for a walk?"

Cheng Dieyi: "I don't want to move. I digest quickly and it's a waste of food. By the way, have you delivered your noodles?"

"Um!"

Yang Muzi looked around and saw who was around, then quickly unloaded the flour and threw it at Cheng Dieyi's feet.

"Oh~~~ You saved my life!" Cheng Dieyi was overjoyed. "Why don't you invite me in to sit down." Yang Muzi looked up. "We can talk outside if we have anything to say." "Okay!"

Yang Muzi didn't take it seriously after being rejected.

He knew that Cheng Dieyi was worried that he would miss his baby, so he didn't even let him in.

"I'm reminding you that things are tense these days, so keep your treasure well hidden," Yang Muzi said seriously.

Cheng Dieyi didn't appreciate it: "Why do you care? It's mine, don't worry about it."

"Sooner or later, it's all mine."

"I won't be able to give you a penny from now on." Yang Muzi laughed, making Cheng Dieyi so angry that he jumped to his feet.

Yang Muzi was not talking nonsense, he really wanted Cheng Dieyi's things.

He knew better than anyone that Cheng Dieyi would have many hard days ahead. During the ten years of the Great Storm, both Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou would be targets.

After the reform and opening up, Cheng Dieyi committed suicide after singing his last play with Duan Xiaolou.

Since Yang Muzi was eyeing his things, after he committed suicide, Yang Muzi would be able to take them all for him.

"My throat is cold and I feel dizzy." Yang Muzi waved his hand and disappeared in the snow.

Looking at his departing back, Cheng Dieyi's eyes showed a look of gratitude: "Thank you..."

In the most difficult time, Yang Muzi gave him 100 kilograms of flour. Cheng Dieyi would certainly never forget this favor.

Of course, Yang Muzi didn’t have as many ideas as Cheng Dieyi.

In his opinion, the famine would last for two more years, and the 100 kilograms of flour was just a way to fish.

One hundred kilograms of noodles will eventually be eaten up. Wait until he finishes eating and then come find me, hehe!

Time passed quickly, and it was early spring of 1961.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Pingxin are eight years old and have reached school age. We plan to arrange for them to start school after the summer vacation this year.

These two years have been the period of rapid development for Yang Muzi's career.

Inspired by Cheng Dieyi, Yang Muzi embarked on another path to wealth.

Exchange steamed buns for antiques.

He had plenty of food and couldn't finish it anyway, so he asked Chen Xueru to steam a lot of steamed buns. Yang Muzi took the steamed buns and exchanged them everywhere.

In years of famine, food stamps were used to provide food and clothing, money was of little use, gold was used as a reserve, and antiques became waste.

One or two steamed buns can be exchanged for blue and white porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Just give some food, even enamel porcelain, a few dozen kilograms of food can do the job.

You said this is a famous painting from the Ming Dynasty. Sorry, it’s ten kilograms of rice.

After two years of operations, Yang Muzi has collected thousands of antiques, many of which are fine pieces.

Adding the previous ones together, the total number of antiques exceeds ten thousand. Yang Muzi is unable to calculate how much money they can be exchanged for in the future.

Anyway, as long as it is an item in his collection, the minimum price is one hundred thousand. Cheng Dieyi alone got more than a dozen fine items, including three enamel porcelains.

The harvest this year is pretty good, but it is spring now, and there is a gap between the harvests and the harvest season, and we have been affected by last year's famine.

So, before the new food comes down this year, this is the most difficult time.

Sometimes, the food in the grain store would be out of stock for several days.

The women from the Siheyuan went to the countryside and dug up wild vegetables everywhere. When all the wild vegetables were gone, they would bring back tree bark and cook it.

At night, Aunt Wang from the neighborhood committee came to Xu Damao's home.

"Lao Xu, Damao is not young anymore. I have suggested a marriage for him. The conditions of the woman are very good, but her family background is not good. Can you accept it?"

“There is something wrong with the ingredients…”

Mr. and Mrs. Xu frowned deeply.

Xu Damao asked excitedly: "What's the girl's name?" "Lou Xiao'e."

"Lou Xiao'e, that's great, that's great!" Xu Damao was very happy.

He doesn't care about his background. He is twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and no one has found a match for him because his family is not popular.

That’s why he never found a wife. When he heard that someone was introducing a wife to him, he didn’t care about her background.

Aunt Wang, who was matchmaking for him, was also a member of the neighborhood committee, but she was just an ordinary member and did not have as much power as Aunt Zhang. She usually liked to matchmake for other people when she had nothing to do.

Xu's mother frowned and asked, "Aunt Wang, what's the problem with their family background?"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "She is the daughter of a wealthy family. Her father is Lou Zhenhua."

Lou Zhenhua.

Hearing this name, the Xu family couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Lou Zhenhua's name was well-known to everyone in this generation.

The famous steel rolling mill was first opened by Lou Zhenhua individually, and it became a state-owned enterprise only two years ago.

"That's the daughter of the capitalist." Father and Mother Xu frowned even more.

In this era, everyone is starving. No matter how rich a person was before, he will still go hungry in this special era.

Moreover, it is the workers and the poor and lower-middle peasants who are honored now. People with capital elements will inevitably be criticized.

This has caused some psychological changes in some people. Even though other families are better than theirs in every aspect, they still look down on them because of their background.

This is the situation of the Xu family now.

If it were a few years ago, Lou Xiao'e would never have married someone like Xu Damao even if she closed her eyes.

The conditions for Erlou's family to marry off their daughter are very simple: for a working-class family, the more workers the better.

Because workers received the highest rations, families like these could ensure that their daughters would not suffer.

Both Xu's father and mother were workers, and Xu Damao was also a worker in a steel rolling mill.

Such conditions are unique in the entire courtyard. So Aunt Wang found Xu Damao's home.

It was due to special times and special circumstances that Lou Xiao'e, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, married Xu Damao, a despicable man with a sore on his head.

In the end, Xu Damao betrayed Lou Xiao'e, reported the Lou family, and seized their money.

As a result, the marriage ended in tragedy.

Although Lou Xiao'e later became successful and a wealthy boss, the harm caused to her by Xu Damao will never be erased.

"What happened to the capitalist's daughter?"

Aunt Wang said unhappily: "The Lou family is a wealthy family. It is a great honor for your Xu family to be able to marry into your family.

Do you think that the Lou family will be finished after Lou becomes sensible? Let me tell you, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the family has plenty of money."

Father Xu quickly agreed and said with a smile, "Aunt Wang, that's what we said. We are willing to accept this marriage.

Do they have any conditions?"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "There is only one condition. When they get married, they must live separately from their parents."

"This..." "This condition is a bit harsh."

Mr. and Mrs. Xu were very unhappy. They just wanted a son and didn't want to live apart from him.

"Dad, Mom, don't we have an old house that we can still live in if we find it? How about you move in?"

"You bastard boy, you want to drive your mother away right now." "You kid, you haven't even started yet..."

The old couple stared at each other, secretly blaming their son for being an ungrateful person. Aunt Wang continued, "Lou Zhenhua said he doesn't want a betrothal gift.

If you agree to his family's conditions, he will also buy Xu Damao a bicycle and a watch."

"What? There is such a good thing!" "Then we are willing to move away!" Xu's father and mother were overjoyed. Who doesn't spend money to marry a daughter-in-law?

Not only did the Lou family not ask for a dowry, they also bought her a bicycle and a watch, saving her hundreds of dollars in total.

Of course he was very happy. "Bicycle, watch!" Xu Damao was so excited.

In this courtyard, only Yang Muzi has a bicycle and a watch. Every time he sees Yang Muzi riding a bicycle, he is extremely envious.

Hehe, wait until he has a bicycle, and see who dares to look down on him.

"Auntie Wang, when do you think we can arrange for the two children to meet?" Xu's mother asked anxiously.

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "There's no rush to meet. The girl said she wanted to test Xu Damao. So, tomorrow at noon, you can ask Damao to take a leave and let him stand at the gate. Then the girl will come and see. If she likes Xu Damao, then this matter can be done."

Xu's mother smiled and said, "As expected of a child from a wealthy family, his rules are different from ours."

Father Xu nodded: "Okay, if we succeed in this matter, we will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"You guys sit down first, I'll go to Lou's house again."

"Hey, hey, hey~~~Auntie Wang, please take care!"

The next day. Shake it up.

"Ding Dong~ Congratulations to the host, you have achieved full charm for the day." Full charm for the day.

Yang Muzi couldn't help but shake her head. She already had a child, so what was the point of being charming all day long?

get up.

He yawned, then quickly got up and washed up. "Brother Mu...you are different today."