Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan's office.

After Zeng Yinquan entered the room, he closed the door and sat down on the sofa.

Lin Zhiyuan threw a Daqianmen cigarette and asked with concern, "Is Lao Zeng feeling better now?"

Zeng Yinquan took the cigarette and said casually: "Well, that's it. You can't move well. Just recover slowly!"

Lin Zhiyuan smacked his lips and shook his head slightly.

"Old Zeng is the same. A little drinking can make you happy and a little tipsy is just right. Too much drinking is harmful to your health!"

"Well, now it's settled, he can't touch even a drop of it from now on."

After chatting for a while, Lin Zhiyuan got down to business.

"How was the contact with Xie Changchun?"

"Very good. I should be considered his best friend in the capital."

Zeng Yinquan said, and asked tentatively: "Brother Lin, do you have any ideas?"

Lin Zhiyuan took a puff of cigarette and said slowly, "Find out secretly and see which table he wants to eat at."

Zeng Yinquan couldn't help but wonder and asked.

"Brother Lin, aren't we the only ones at the table now? Even Engineer Li has already arrived at the table!"

Lin Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, then reached out and pressed the ashtray on the coffee table to put out the cigarette.

"I'm just worried someone will open another table."

As he said this, he chuckled, "Don't think too much about it. It's possible that I'm just overthinking it. Let's take precautions!"

After seeing Zeng Yinquan off, Lin Zhiyuan continued to work on the outline.

I met the brigade commander earlier and wanted to make "Drawing Sword" come out. The outline has been sorted out and I am ready to start writing. However, considering Chu Yunfei's identity, I gave him room for income and put it on the shelf.

After flipping through hundreds of newspapers, he still couldn't find a suitable subject. Recalling his conversation with Sun Ping'an, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly had an idea to write a novel about crossing the river.

Unsung heroes should also be praised, even if they only have nicknames.

after get off work.

Lin Manyu is cooking in the kitchen.

Wu Xia, Lin Cuilan, Feng Hongxia and other female relatives chatted with Qin Huairu.

Lin Zhihao is still exercising.

After saying hello and talking for a few words, Lin Zhiyuan came to the front yard to play chess.

Since Yan Bugui set up a chess stall in 51, people in the courtyard have formed a habit of playing a few games at regular times and places, which has become one of the few ways to entertain themselves.

After sitting at the table, Lin Zhiyuan refused to play properly and acted in various weird ways, which resulted in him being kicked off the table after three games.

Soon, little Shufan came running over and said, "Dad, come home for dinner."

Lin Zhiyuan immediately curled his lips and put his hands behind his back, "What a bunch of lousy chess players. I'm going back to eat."

Yan Bugui was deeply hurt by this and waved his hand, "You should go back quickly."

In the small courtyard, Lin Zhihao finished his exercise and was washing himself with an enamel basin.

Passing through the Moon Gate, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but say, "Zhihao, cover yourself in spring and keep yourself cool in autumn. It's only this month, and you're washing your hair with cold water?"

While wiping it, Lin Zhihao smiled and said, "It's okay. Isn't this neat?"

Xiao Shufan followed suit, with his hands on his waist, and then asked, "Uncle, it's only the first month, and you're already washing your hair with cold water?"

Lin Zhihao couldn't help but laugh, "Hey, Xiao Shufan, just wait, I'll take care of you in a bit."

"If you dare to bully me, I will tell grandma."

Xiao Shufan circled around Lin Zhihao and ran into the house shouting.

living room.

The food has been served, let’s sit down and eat.

Little Shufan suddenly asked, "Dad, did you play chess with Grandpa Yan?"

Lin Zhiyuan responded casually, "It's down, what's wrong?"

"So did you win or lose? I heard from Brother Jie Kuang that you can't beat his father."

Lin Zhiyuan paused and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"There were three games in total. In the first game, his father didn't lose. In the second game, I didn't win. In the third game, I wanted to draw, but his father was not happy."

Little Shufan blinked his big eyes and asked in surprise: "Dad, you didn't lose a single game?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others burst into laughter.

Xiao Shufan didn't understand what was going on and looked around at everyone with an innocent look on his face.

Wu Xia couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Zhiyuan, how can you bully a child like this?"

Lin Zhiyuan took a bite of the food and winked at Xiao Shufan.

"In our courtyard, if I act properly, I will kill anyone I catch."

Little Shufan's eyes lit up, "Dad, then go back and win the stick against Dad."

Lin Zhiyuan stopped eating and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why?"

Little Shufan muttered, "I don't like stick jokes."

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Lin Zhiyuan asked again: "Tell dad, what's wrong?"

"A few days ago, he fell down and actually said that I pushed him."

As he said this, Xiao Shufan felt a little aggrieved, "I was so far away from him that I didn't touch him."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Qin Huairu and the others, "Do you know? Why didn't you tell me?"

Wu Xia put away her smile and raised her head.

Qin Huairu frowned slightly.

Lin Manyu explained, "Mrs. Jia Zhang had her aunt and Aunt Qin beat her up, and my sister-in-law happened to be in the hospital, so she didn't tell you."

Lin Zhiyuan calmed himself down and was about to speak when Qin Huairu took the lead.

"Brother Zhiyuan, as a grown man, don't get involved in the trivial matters in the courtyard. Leave it to us women!"

"it is good."

Wu Xia also changed the subject, "By the way, Zhiyuan, I still have a few food coupons here, you can take them and use them when you have time."

As he spoke, he took out five food coupons from his pocket and placed them on the table.

At the end of 53, the government issued grain purchase certificates to every household, heralding the beginning of material rationing.

Last year, food coupons were issued, marking the official entry into the coupon era.

Later, there will be more and more tickets, gradually covering all aspects of life, including eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping.

Space planting is now running at twice the speed, so there will be no shortage of food at home. Lin Zhiyuan still has to pretend, so he picks up the food coupon and puts it in his pocket.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After that, he added, "Don't worry about food, just eat when you need it. Especially you, Zhihao, you train so hard every day, and if you don't get enough nutrition, you will suffer endlessly."

Lin Zhiyuan is already fifteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome appearance. He has muscular body when he is undressed, and looks thin when he is dressed. He is definitely a handsome man.

"Brother, I know."

"It's good to know."

After meal.

Lin Zhiyuan came to the study, locked the door, and slipped into the space.

Standing beside the mysterious little tree, staring at the four flowers on the tree, I was lost in thought.

There were three flowers before, but three of them have been put into the thatched house.

Right now, four more flowers are in bloom, and I am very mesmerized.

After a long while, Lin Zhiyuan said in frustration: "What the hell, what's the mechanism of this broken tree?"

Unable to figure it out, he simply put it aside for the time being, went outside the courtyard, and used his mind to take care of it.

Five acres of land, two acres of grain, one acre of vegetables, one acre of cotton, and one acre of medicinal herbs.

As for livestock, they are kept within reasonable limits to ensure that the space is self-sufficient.

Everything was ready, and I started to prepare folding fans. I used them to drive away one sheep and to herd two sheep, and I also made one for the brigade commander.

In one sentence, five words: The old tiger still has his might.

I made three in total, then took the folding fan back to the study and threw it into the desk cabinet.

Screenshots were taken one after another, and at Chu Chen's request, the entire steel rolling mill was put into operation.

Do a thorough cleaning from top to bottom, inside and out.

Liang Zepeng even received an order to purchase special foods of the Russian bears.

office.

After Lin Zhiyuan finished his work, he continued to work on the outline.

Liang Zepeng knocked on the door and entered with a worried look on his face.

"Brother Lin, I really have no other choice. Please give me some advice!"