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

After washing up, Ding Weidong went through Li Qingyu's bedroom, where he saw the fish baby sticking its head out of the quilt: "Brother, sleep with us!"

Li Qingyu, who was folding clothes, blushed slightly: "Baby Fish, lie down quickly, or I will spank your butt."

"Okay, baby fish, go to sleep. I will prepare delicious food for you tomorrow." After patting the little guy's head, Ding Weidong returned to his room.

"Wow, these dried fruits have different flavors. They are all packed in one-pound cowhide bags." He sighed in his heart.

Ding Weidong is now curled up on the kang bed, placing some nuts next to him. Only then did he realize how thoughtful the system is.

Ding Weidong leaned on the bed and read a book. In this era, he could only read books to kill time. Without a mobile phone in hand, he could only hold "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to kill time.

After reading for a while, he threw the book aside, turned off the desk lamp, and half-opened the curtains to enjoy the snow scene.

"Hey, this kind of snowstorm is hard to come by in the future world," he whispered, "Wait, that's not right, this heavy snow might even break the roof."

"I'd better go up to the roof and sweep the snow later."

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of a small room in the west. The person covered his stomach tightly and ran out quickly with a piece of paper in his hand.

"It turns out that Yan Jiecheng has diarrhea." Ding Weidong thought silently in his heart.

Yes, Yan Jiecheng was indeed suffering from diarrhea. He had just eaten a lot of bone marrow oil, but because he was hungry he could not eat, so he drank some cold water, which caused the problem.

At this time, his stomach was aching, and he hurriedly took out some papers and ran out.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he quickly opened it and jumped out in one step. Unexpectedly, his foot slipped and he almost fell.

Yan Jiecheng stumbled towards the toilet, barely having time to unzip his pants. Before he sat down, his voice echoed in the toilet.

Sha Zhu walked in with a cigarette in his mouth. While unbuckling his belt, he looked at Yan Jiecheng with contempt: "Ah, Jiecheng, you shouldn't enjoy good things like this. Haha, you almost got it all in your pants."

Sha Zhu deliberately mocked Yan Jiecheng. He knew the Yan family well, and they didn't have any good things even during the Chinese New Year. Yan Jiecheng naturally understood what he meant.

"You are the only one who is so proud!" Yan Jiecheng responded: "Humph, if you have the guts, go and cause trouble for Ding Weidong. You keep coming to me, do you think you are so great?"

Sha Zhu's face turned pale, these words touched his sore spot. Yan Jiecheng satisfied his physiological needs and left. At this time, the snow was flying heavily, and the figure could not be seen clearly two feet away.

Yan Jiecheng just walked out of the toilet and felt a stomachache again, so he had to turn around to take care of his needs again. After finishing, he found that the tissue was empty. At this time, he happened to see Sha Zhu standing up, and he seemed to be holding two pieces of paper torn from the notebook in his hand.

"Brother Zhu, can I borrow some paper..." Yan Jiecheng laughed dryly and called him Brother Zhu. "Oh, you need it?" Silly Zhu put the two pieces of paper in his hand and they floated into the bucket. "Oh, I didn't catch it. There's nothing I can do about it."

Sha Zhu left triumphantly.

"Damn it!" Yan Jiecheng was shivering from the cold. But he suddenly had an idea and used the thick snow around him to wipe his buttocks.

Although it was effective, the coldness made him look bitter and grimaced.

On the other side, Ding Weidong saw the snow getting heavier from behind the window. When he was about to close it, he found Sha Zhu. He was holding a stone and staring at his window. He obviously wanted to break his window.

"Silly Zhu, you really have zero IQ. Even if I didn't notice, the snow would reveal your footprints." Ding Weidong said as he opened the window. "If it wasn't so cold, I would let you destroy it and then send you home to reflect on yourself."

The fool retreated in shock.

"I didn't mean to break your window," he hastily defended himself, "I'll use this brick as a table leg when I get home."

"Leave quickly! You have to commit a crime to ensure that nothing goes wrong. Otherwise, you'll be on your own if you fall into my hands." Ding Weidong said coldly. Sha Zhu left in a hurry, knowing that he could not win against Ding Weidong.

When I stepped into the doorway, I shook off the snow on my body in the corridor and met Yi Zhonghai who was holding an umbrella.

"Zhu Zi, don't sleep." Yi Zhonghai said, "Go to the roof and help clear the snow later. Be careful."

"This snow is really too heavy. I'm afraid it won't last long. When the snow gets lighter, you can sleep peacefully. Speaking of which, several families are involved: yours, mine, Dongxu's, and the old lady's family in the back."

"You've had enough tonight."

"It's okay, sir, don't worry." Sha Zhu readily agreed, "I'll carry the things you need over."

Yan Jiecheng was furious, and his body was covered with falling snow. He returned home with his head lowered and shoulders hunched. Unexpectedly, the cold weather relieved his diarrhea.

When he walked through the front yard, his eyes fell on the east wing, revealing a deep resentment, because he believed in his heart that Li Qingyu should be his wife, but Ding Weidong actually got there first. In addition, the culprit for his diarrhea this time was the pig bone brought from Ding Weidong.

"It's not a good idea to smash his windows. In this kind of snowstorm, if the glass is broken, leaving a series of clear footprints, I will definitely be blamed and I may have to go to jail." Yan Jiecheng whispered:

"But having said that, it's only reasonable that you should suffer a little since I have diarrhea."

"Looks like I need to buy some croton seeds to put in your soup pot." Having thought of this, Yan Jiecheng went home peacefully. After all, his mind was a little clearer than Sha Zhu's.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he ran into Yan Bugui who was about to go out. He looked at Yan Jiecheng brushing off the snow on his body and said, "It's a good thing I met you. Wait a moment and see if there is a lot of snow on the roof. If there is, you need to clean it up."

"I... I'm almost exhausted, my legs are weak!" Yan Jiecheng shuddered and said, "Ask Yan Jiefang to help you deal with this. This is too much for me to bear."

Yan Bugui was indeed paid for his help, but it was not paid directly in cash, but was offset by some of the fees he owed previously. According to him, he had done his job fairly.

"You mean diarrhea? It's because you were greedy for those greasy things! You are the only one who has diarrhea! You look like you haven't eaten delicious food for hundreds of years."

"It's true that I haven't eaten good food for a long time." Yan Jiecheng replied with a pout.

"Don't be so nagging! Do this work with Jiefang, and remember one thing: if the roof collapses, the extra expense will be added to your account book."

"Stop talking nonsense. I understand. That's okay." Yan Jiecheng responded helplessly.

At this time, Ding Weidong turned on the light and began to read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". After all, he couldn't do nothing. Every once in a while, he would observe the snow outside. When it was close to midnight, the heavy snow like goose feathers gradually lightened.

"It's about time." After putting on his coat and leather boots, Ding Weidong went out and found that the snow on the eaves was already quite thick.

"Really? I don't have any tools." Ding Weidong shook his head secretly, found a five-meter-long wooden stick from the house, and fixed a one-meter-long wooden board on one end. The board was about ten centimeters wide and one centimeter thick.

There were several such five-meter-long wooden sticks placed in the corner of his bedroom.

"Brother Dong, do you want to go upstairs and clear the snow?" Li Qingyu was also woken up.

"Yes, we have to clear the snow, otherwise the roof will collapse." Ding Weidong waved the tool in his hand and said with satisfaction: "Yeah, it's quite solid."

"But how can you get up there without any decent tools?" Li Qingyu asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, just a chair will be fine." Ding Weidong smiled.

At this time, because of the snow covering the outside, the whole world looked as bright as day.

The snow was getting lighter, and neighbors began to appear one after another, ready to clear the snow off the roofs.

The first one to call out was Yan Jie, "Hey, where is the bamboo ladder in the hall?"

"It was taken away by that fool Zhuzi a long time ago." Yan Jiefang's voice sounded like he was imitating the crowing of a rooster, because he was still in the stage of voice change.

"This fool!" Yan Jie complained, "Let's go find a table and move some chairs. Why didn't you just watch him and let him take the ** away?"

In fact, they also knew that at this moment, it was basically impossible to let the confused guy return **, and they could only wait until he had used it up.

I don't know who this ** originally belonged to, but everyone shared it and placed it here in the aisle for everyone to use freely.

"Haha, do you mean you can provoke that fool? If you can, why don't you just carry it back yourself." Yan Jiefang said sarcastically.

"You, what are you hesitating about? Get to work." Yan Jie yelled.

The front yards of the houses took measures to try to clear the roofs, usually by stacking chairs on top of the table, and then putting a few stools on top.

In this case, someone needs to help hold it steady from below, otherwise it will be easy to fall.

At this time, Ding Weidong began to clean a part of the edge of the roof, then put a folding table on the chair, stood on the table, grabbed the eaves of the house with one hand, and jumped onto the roof easily. The whole process was like a light falling leaf.

This was done to avoid attracting attention. If no one was watching, he could have just jumped onto the roof, and there would have been no need to go through so much trouble.

He came to the roof's back and easily pushed the snow to the ground with a homemade tool. A layer of snow less than one millimeter thick remained on the roof.

If you push it any shallower, you might damage the tiles underneath. Now it is enough to ensure that there is no risk of damage to the roof.

After getting off the roof, he put the simple tools aside and cleaned up the remaining snow with Li Qingyu, and the rest would continue in the morning.

Why did Ding Weidong complete the task in just over ten minutes? The first reason is that he is very strong; the second reason is that he has reached perfection in controlling and grasping his strength. He is a martial arts master. He is not a charlatan.

"Director Ding, can I borrow your cleaning tools?" Xiao Chen, the fitter, ran over and asked to borrow them.

"Well, since we have used it, we have to return it to its original place." Ding Weidong responded.

At this time, Hao Zhi was carefully clearing the snow on the roof of his house with a shovel. In addition to cleaning his own room, he also cleared the snow on the roof of He Yuyan's house.

After all, those houses were also part of his assets. In Hao Zhi's mind, He Yuyan would get married soon; once she moved out, the house would become his.

Moreover, if he only cleaned his own house and ignored He Yuyan's roof, he would definitely be criticized by his neighbors for being irresponsible.

He would never do such a thing, as it would seem too stupid.

So Hao Zhi first went to the deaf old lady's place in the backyard to help, and then went to Yi Zhongshan's home to help. After a lot of hard work, he was almost out of breath.

"Hao Zhi, what are you doing? Why don't you help me clean my roof so late!" Jia Dongxi stuck his head out of the window and shouted at Hao Zhi angrily.

"Really? This is your roof, and I don't owe you any service!" Hao Zhi replied angrily. *

After a long period of hard work, Hao Zhi now had to face the accusations of Jia Dongxi, whom he usually looked down upon. Jia Dongxi seemed to feel that he was completely justified in doing so, as if Hao Zhi should have obeyed his wishes.

It was already half past three in the morning.

Yi Zhongshan put on his coat and came out. He had just seen Hao Zhi working on his roof. Although both the husband and wife were woken up, neither of them went to offer support or at least greet Hao Zhi who was busy for everyone.

"Zhu Zi, your brother Dong Xi probably hasn't woken up yet." Yi Zhongshan, who was standing at the door of his house and shivering, said, "Dong Xi, are you awake now? Should I apologize to Zhu Zi?"

"If you need help from others, you must show due respect."

Jia Dongxi felt very uncomfortable, as if he had just swallowed something disgusting. He was asked to thank Hao Zhi, which was impossible because Hao Zhi was just a big **.

While he was still hesitating, Hao Zhi waved his hand and said, "Grandpa Yi, it's not that I want to bother about Jia Dongxi. I've been working for nearly three hours. I'm cold and hungry, and I really can't do it anymore. If I go again, I'll probably fall down."

"Since Jia Dongxi is awake now, he will handle it himself. I have to rest."

Unless Qin Huairu was not involved, Hao Zhi would still show his cleverness. As for clearing the snow for Yi Zhongshan and the deaf old lady, it was entirely driven by Hao Zhi's own kindness.

Jia Dongxi was stunned when he saw Hao Zhi slam the door shut.

"Then Qin Huairu, please do me a favor and call Hao Zhi..." Before he could finish his words, Jia Dongxi already felt the silent pressure from his wife's eyes: asking her to knock on another man's door alone at three o'clock was really not something she could say.

"Forget it, I'll go out and handle this matter myself." Jia Dongxi could only say helplessly.

When he saw Jia Dongxi planning to go out alone and climb onto the roof, out of consideration for his personal safety, Yi Zhongshan quickly wrapped his coat tightly and rushed over, saying with concern:

"Xiao Xi, you must be extra careful when you go up there. If you accidentally fall, it will be very bad."

"Oh, I will definitely be careful." Jia Dongxi agreed helplessly. Although he was reluctant, he couldn't let Yi Zhongshan, who was already not young, climb up to the roof to do things.

Yi Zhonghai watched carefully from below as Jia Dongxu climbed up the roof cautiously along the ladder, taking every step with extreme caution. He was busy until nearly five o'clock, when the roof was finally cleaned.

"Dongxu, be careful when you're diving." Yi Zhonghai below warned.

Yi Zhonghai's care for Jia Dongxu is really meticulous, and Jia Dongxu is also very filial and obedient to Yi Zhonghai. In Yi Zhonghai's heart, he doesn't want all these efforts to become worthless.

"Don't worry, Master. I'm sorry to trouble you." Jia Dongxu said as he began to move slowly down.