Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Saturday, January 1963, 1, 19 p.m.

Ding Weidong was carrying two large bags of cloth, and was followed by a girl in her teens and a little girl about three or four years old.

The girl was carrying a large package wrapped in rags on her back, and the little girl followed closely behind her, holding the girl's trouser leg tightly with her right hand and holding a large piece of Little White Rabbit Milk Candy in her left hand.

Apparently, she was holding a small piece of candy in her mouth, and she looked very satisfied, but her cheeks were pale and thin, and her hair was dark yellow and messy like withered grass.

The moment he saw the house number 95 Nanluoguxiang, Ding Weidong was shocked.

The impact was as hot as fire. This feeling came from a shrapnel that penetrated his right lung. Fortunately, it was the right side instead of the left, otherwise it would be life-threatening.

Looking back at the backs of the girl and the little girl, he smiled slightly: "Qingyu Xiaoyuer, from today on we will live in this courtyard."

The girl was 1 meters tall, but her figure was thin due to hunger, and her hair had lost its luster. However, her chest curve was still obvious.

Although Li Qingyu's face was thin, her beautiful and clear eyes still emitted an irresistible charming glow.

"Weidong!" Li Qingyu called softly and lowered her head, holding Xiaoyuer tightly in one hand and followed Ding Weidong into the door.

The day before yesterday afternoon, Wei Dong rushed back to his hometown immediately after completing the accommodation procedures to pick up his half-sister, Li Qingyu, and his half-sister, Ding Xiaoyu.

"This is our new home." Ding Weidong pointed to the front and introduced it to Li Qingyu, "There are five houses in the east area in front."

The east side of the front yard contains three main rooms and two wing rooms.

At the same time, Ding Weidong noticed three middle-aged men in the western corner, one of whom had a square face and a dignified demeanor.

There was another one with a fat face, a protruding belly, and a center-parted hairstyle that made him look even more unusual and weird.

Another thin and monkey-like figure was wearing a Chinese-style jacket with patches on the sleeves. He had narrow eyes and glasses with a cunning look in his eyes.

Ding Weidong, who traveled through time and space from 2024, learned that these three were the most notorious figures in the Red Star Compound, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

After arriving here at two o'clock yesterday afternoon, Ding Weidong realized that he had come to a world full of dangers.

"I heard you are Ding Weidong?" Liu Haizhong came up with his belly sticking out: "I am the ** of this courtyard, let me talk to you about the rules here..."

Putting down the things in his hands, Ding Weidong pretended to ask, "Who are you?"

Observing the anger in Ding Weidong's eyes, Yi Zhonghai, who was about to speak, suddenly had his edge sense awakened and realized the seriousness of the situation, so he moved back two steps to avoid it; and Yan Bugui, who was keenly aware that something was wrong, immediately moved to his side.

Just now the three of them were discussing why the retired soldier was allocated five houses, and were thinking about how they could try to get a few of them, preferably to let the soldier have a side room.

Liu Haizhong's eldest son Liu Guangqi is preparing for his wedding, and Yan Bugui's eldest son Yan Jiecheng is not far away. For them, living space is very scarce.

Even though Yi Zhonghai has no children, he has an apprentice, Jia Dongxu, who is also facing the dilemma of lack of housing.

"I am your second uncle..." Liu Haizhong straightened his back and said proudly.

Before he finished speaking, Ding Weidong suddenly swung out with his palm.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp slap, the cheek in the bangs suddenly tilted to one side.

The slap stunned Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui and Yi Zhonghai who were watching were also dumbfounded; they couldn't believe that the young man in front of them dared to attack him, and he hit Liu Haizhong.

At this moment, a voice rang out in Ding Weidong's mind: "Start the punishment system!"

"The reward package has been issued. Do you want to claim it now?"

Ding Weidong was secretly delighted. As someone who had once been a fan of science fiction, he immediately knew what to do: "Wait a minute, we'll talk about it later."

After regaining consciousness a moment later, Liu Haizhong immediately struck Ding Weidong hard on the head;

However, Liu Haizhong, who was originally a fitter and had considerable strength, was stronger than Ding Weidong.

Ding Weidong dodged the blow skillfully and then punched Liu Haizhong under the armpit. In terms of fighting skills, Liu Haizhong was far inferior.

After one punch, Liu Haizhong was already dizzy.

"Uncle Yi, how could you hit people..." Yi Zhonghai, who had regained his senses, asked loudly.

"Beating him is too light a punishment! How dare you pretend to be the second uncle!" Ding Weidong said sternly: "My real second uncle is a martyr who died in the War of Liberation. As for who you are, Liu Haizhong, right? This incident is not over yet!"

"Wait, you misunderstood, Comrade Ding." Yi Zhonghai hurriedly explained: "I don't mean to take advantage of you. Liu Haizhong, Yan Jiecheng and I were designated as the 'three uncles' by the street. And I am Yi Zhonghai, the old uncle..."

"I am the third uncle Yan Bugui..."

"Get lost!" Ding Weidong raised his hand again and slapped them hard on the face: "My old uncle died in the war against the invaders. My third uncle died in the ice and snow abroad! Which street designated the third uncle? I want to find that street and ask who came up with this idea! How can you call yourself uncle? We should all call each other comrades."

Ding Weidong spoke a lot of words while moving vigorously, which made him feel anxious and breathless, and his throat seemed to have a fishy smell.

Yi Zhonghai, who was slapped hard, held his face in his hands. Yan Bugui, whose glasses fell off, was also confused, but he knew that the situation was becoming more serious.

"How dare you hit old..."

Accompanied by an angry voice, a burly man came and hit Ding Weidong directly in the chest.

Ding Weidong realized that he couldn't delay any longer, lest he cough up blood. He could only deal with the big man who came to challenge him immediately.

Ding Weidong, who had read "The Courtyard Full of Chickens and Ducks", knew that this rugged man must be the number one flatterer - Sha Zhu.

Ding Weidong slightly turned his head to avoid the blow, and then used his elbow to hit Sha Zhu's chest and abdomen. This sudden attack made Sha Zhu kneel on the ground holding his chest.

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Pugui both knew something about Ding Weidong's family background - there were many heroes in this family, and Ding Weidong himself had retired after being injured! If Sha Zhu dared to hurt him, not only would he face great danger, he might even be sentenced to a long prison sentence.

Unexpectedly, after just one round of confrontation, Sha Zhu was knocked to the ground.

"Zhu Zi, are you okay?" Yi Zhonghai's face was full of anger and anxiety, and he quickly helped up the silly Zhu who was enduring the pain.

Yan Pugui was touching the scattered glasses on the ground, and a woman helped him pick up the scattered glasses.

"Big Brother Dong!" Li Qingyu came forward holding a broken brick, and looked ready to fight. If such a small object hit someone, it would definitely cause skin breakage and blood.

Ding Weidong noticed that even Xiao Yuer was holding onto a small branch and running over to join the battle.

What just happened happened so quickly that Li Qingyu and Xiao Yuer only had time to recover from the shock.

"It's okay, Qingyu, take Xiaoyu home. Here's the door key!"

Ding Weidong handed the key to Li Qingyu, and turned his attention to the trembling Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai and others beside him.

At this time, a large number of onlookers gathered in the courtyard.

"In this slum, you three are acting like the bosses. I think we need to file a complaint with the street committee. We also need to know why the street has given some residents such a special status? We have gone through a lot of hardships to eliminate three stubborn forces, and now these have emerged..." Ding Weidong said in a cold voice.