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

Possessing fourth-level forging skills, fifth-level benchwork knowledge, and proficiency in fishing, carpentry, and calligraphy and painting."

After seeing his personal information column, Ding Weidong nodded with satisfaction. At this time, Li Qingyu walked in.

Li Qingyu said gently: "Weidong, what do you want to eat for lunch? Can we heat up the leftovers from last night? And ask Yushui and the others to come over."

Ding Weidong agreed with a smile: "Sure, there are indeed a lot of leftovers from last night. Let's treat Xu Damao to dinner and make some new dishes for all of them. Now I'm going to install the wall clock."

Ding Weidong took a cleaver and cut three wooden nails in front of the gate, intending to hang the wall clock.

It just so happened that Yan Bogui and his family were heading towards the backyard. When they passed Ding Weidong, they were about five meters apart. Yan Bogui muttered, "Damn you bastard!"

Ding Weidong's hearing was extremely sharp now, so how could he not hear Yan Bugui's complaints? But this situation made him feel quite awkward, and he couldn't confront Yan Bugui directly. After all, it would make him look unreasonable.

Ding Weidong chuckled, returned home, and hung the newly bought clock on the wall. At this time, Li Qingyu and He Yushui arrived. The little girl followed closely behind them holding her beloved plush doll.

"Happy New Year, Brother Weidong!" He Yushui greeted politely.

"Happy New Year to you too. Coming here is like coming home, so don't be shy." Ding Weidong said with a smile, "You guys go and have fun. I'll just do something at the door."

Ding Weidong took out the leftovers of the table that had been dismantled from the room and started making a radio device shell in front of the door. After all, it might be useful in the future.

No one in the courtyard was interested at the moment, so Ding Weidong took out two small guns as thick as thumbs, picked them up with his fingers, and threw them out with his unique technique.

Under the control of the mind power, even the already fast speed became even faster. The two ** quickly reached Yan Bugui's house 40 meters away and fell directly into the chimney.

Although it exceeded the 20-meter distance he usually controlled, as a psychic who had reached the 8th level of mastery, it didn't take much effort. Especially when he could accurately control the operation of each muscle group, the accuracy was beyond doubt.

"Ha, just wait for you to cook." Ding Weidong smiled slyly, "Then there will be a lot of fun. You even want to mock me secretly. Yan Bugui, how come you don't know what you are up to!"

After Ding Weidong finished the process of making a shell, Li Qingyu called everyone to have dinner together. Seeing her arms raised high, Ding Weidong couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

No matter how calm Li Qingyu appeared, she was still an 18-year-old girl after all, and it was inevitable that she wanted to show off. She rolled up her sleeves to reveal the watch on her wrist to He Yushui.

He Yushui's eyes never left Li Qingyu's watch - she also dreamed of having one, but her family conditions did not allow it. Fortunately, there was an alarm clock at home to comfort her.

Yan Bugui led his entire family into the backyard, where some villagers gathered, and it was very lively in the home of his deaf mother-in-law.

Yan Bugui and his group came to wish the old lady a happy new year, and the old lady smiled and gave each of them a red envelope, which contained only 2 cents of RMB.

Among them, Yan Bugui and another Ms. Yang received small red envelopes worth 2 cents; for their four brothers and sisters, the mother-in-law only gave 1 cent to each of them. But even with only 1 cent, the children were very happy: after all, it was enough for them to buy a few candies to satisfy their cravings.

"Xiao Yan, why didn't other people see it?" At this time, the deaf grandma realized it.

Yi Zhonghai also turned his attention to Yan Bugui.

"Now that they have someone to back them up, they decided to visit their parents first," Yan Bugui said angrily, "so none of them came. Why should they be so polite to an old man who is a stranger and who once made them sad?"

"Knock knock knock..." The old lady began to pat the ground hard.

Some people who did not intend to participate had already sneaked away - there was no benefit here, so why bother themselves?

"This guy." A man cursed: "This is all caused by the problems caused by Ding Weidong."

"People's hearts are really scattered. We must find a way to remedy this as soon as possible." After calming down her anger, the deaf old lady said in a deep voice: "Forget it, forget it, Xiao Yan, you should go home first."

"Zhu Zi, go to your uncle's house and cook a meal. Grandma wants to taste your cooking skills."

In this way, the deaf old lady cleverly sent everyone away.

"It seems we can't delay any longer. I will go find Niu Er this afternoon." Yi Zhonghai's eyes were solemn.

The beautiful home that I had worked so hard to build was completely destroyed by Ding Weidong. If I didn't do something, it would be too late.

"Don't worry. Once that little brat is gone, it will be easy to get rid of the weeds on the wall." The deaf old lady said comfortingly, "Here are five gold bars. Take them."

Even though she was reluctant when she took out the five golden bars, the deaf old lady's expression showed a little pain.

When Yan Bugui arrived home, his eyes were focused on his sons, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang. They had just received two yuan from Sha Zhu, and in Yan Bugui's eyes, the two yuan were as precious as an inheritance that should be taken back.

"Don't even think about it." Yan Jiecheng shook his head firmly: "This is the result of my hard work for half a day, how can I let you take it away so easily? I want to keep this money for future use."

Yan Jiefang simply returned to his room, completely ignoring Yan Bugui's gaze.

"Old Yan, forget it. After all, it's the beginning of the new year. Don't get into a bad mood." Yang Yuzhen advised.

"Alas... they just don't understand how difficult life is," Yan Bugui sighed, and then said, "You can be frugal in eating and dressing, but if you don't know how to plan, you will suffer sooner or later. With my salary of 27 yuan alone, I have to support four members of my family."

"This kind of acting has been ingrained into your life, even in front of me?" Yang Yuzhen said helplessly, "So what shall we eat for lunch? You decide. Otherwise, how about we cook some gravy and some steamed bread?"

In fact, in the Yan family, every meal is carefully calculated.

"Well, I'm used to talking about wages. Let's buy some pork, cut about six slices, and cook it with a head of Chinese cabbage." Yan Bugui instructed, "Everyone should have two steamed buns!"

Although Yan Bugui still said that his salary was 60 yuan, that was said a long time ago. His salary is now more than yuan, but he seems to be born thrifty and does not want to change it at all.

"Okay, I'll go prepare the meal." Yang Yuzhen walked towards the kitchen.

Then, Yan Bugui poured himself four leaves of tea, poured hot water on them and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to feel every bit of the tea fragrance as much as possible.

Unfortunately, with only these four tea leaves, even adding water could not make the whole boiled water taste more tea-like. However, in Yan Bugui's eyes, it was like Dahongpao.

Just as he was about to take a sip, he heard two loud "bangs!" from the side. Yan Bugui was startled, but fortunately he held the cup tightly with both hands and did not drop it.

As Yan Bugui walked towards the kitchen, Yan Jiecheng, who was outside, took the opportunity to pick up the cup and quickly drank the tasteless "tea" in it. The tea residue in the cup was not spared.

At this time, the kitchen was filled with black smoke, and Yang Yuzhen, whose face was covered with charcoal ash and looked like an African, was struggling inside to deal with this sudden situation.

The iron pot cracked in several places and the water in the pot flowed into the furnace.

"This, this... the pot in my house exploded! Who did this... Old lady, do you know what happened?" Yan Bugui asked.

"I don't know either!" Yang Yuzhen finally realized, "I just added some water to the pot to steam buns, and the pot exploded."

"Who is it? You put ** in our stove. Yan Jiekuang, is this your doing?"

"How is that possible? I didn't. This is not an ordinary **, but a large firecracker!" Yan Jiekuang was so scared that he quickly explained.

"That's right. It's good enough that you bought some small ones." Yan Bugui frowned and said, "Who made this?"

"Is it the family across the street from us?" Yan Jiefang asked.

"Impossible, they didn't let a single person go." Yan Bugui shook his head and said, "It must be because my father died less than three years ago."

Just as they were denying possible guesses and thinking about who was playing such a prank, Bang Geng walked towards the toilet with a piece of paper in his hand.

Ding Weidong looked around and saw that there was no one around. He stood up and followed Bang Geng out of the door. After confirming that there was no one around, he waved his hand and more than 30 large guns thicker than a thumb appeared on the ground not far away. Bang Geng's eyes widened.

Without hesitation, Bang Geng stepped forward and picked up all the **.

He filled both his trouser pockets and two of his coat pockets. He also held two in his hands, which made Banggeng very excited.

Originally, Banggeng only set off some small cannons sporadically, but this time I have the opportunity to get these big ones, and I can’t wait to experiment with the effects.

"Tsk tsk, such a thick **, it will definitely make a detonating sound when it explodes. If it explodes in a manure pit... what kind of scene will that be?" Bang Geng couldn't resist the urge to give it a try, his heart already filled with anticipation and excitement.

After Banggeng relieved himself, he saw that there was no one around, so he stuck a stick in the pile of feces and ran away. If he was too slow, he would be splashed with feces.

The public toilets of this period were built on dry land, with cement platforms. Every 50 centimeters there was a small chute for people to urinate. There was a ditch in front to collect and discharge urine.

This table is about 50 centimeters high; the back is used to pile feces. Sometimes there are too many people and there is no time to clean it, so the tip of the stool pile can even touch the buttocks.

The stick that rushed out of the toilet hit Sha Zhu's chest. Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong behind him were both holding paper in their hands.

"Bang Geng, what are you in such a hurry for?" Sha Zhu said with concern: "Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"What's it got to do with you, you big idiot!" Banggeng turned around and ran away before he could finish his words.

In his eyes, he really wanted to blow the shit out of the big fool. Although he was just a child, he could see that the big fool had a problem with his mother's attitude.

Because he was busy arguing with Shazhu, Banggeng forgot that there were people following him - Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong.

"He is indeed a big fool." Yan Bugui muttered to himself as he followed Liu Haizhong and Sha Zhu into the toilet.

Yan Bogui was in a terrible mood. His grass stove was blown to pieces, and even the iron pot was destroyed. As a result, lunch had to be slowly cooked on the coal stove. But this was exactly what Yan Bogui wanted. Maybe one meal could replace two meals.

But he was very distressed by the loss of his family. These were all real money!

Three people walked in, lit up cigarettes, found a suitable place and planned to sit down.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard, followed by a yellow substance splashing everywhere.

The three of them had this stuff all over their heads and faces, and Yan Bogui was the worst hit, even the two lenses of his glasses were covered with it. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses.

"Damn it, it's Banggeng's fault!" Liu Haizhong yelled. His face was covered with that stuff, and it looked more even after smearing it randomly.

Yan Bogui suddenly had an idea, and hurriedly ran out of the toilet, grabbed some snow and started wiping it. Then Liu Haizhong and He Siming (Note: Sha Zhu's name is changed to He Siming here to make it easier to distinguish) followed suit to clean it.

But no matter how hard you try, it's hard to get rid of all the spots, especially the yellow spots on their clothes are very eye-catching.

When Ding Weidong heard the loud noise coming from the Yan family, he suddenly remembered the mechanical voice from the system: "Play a prank on Yang Yuzhen and get ten corns."

Ding Weidong was eating at this time, and he sighed inwardly: "Hey, it's just some corn!"

"Brother Dong, you are good at fishing. When can you show us something new?" He Yushui suggested.

"Sure, I'll take you out to play tomorrow afternoon." Ding Weidong replied, "The problem is that we caught too many fish to eat, and we can only give them away to others in the future."

He Yushui swallowed twice. Indeed, there were many big fish hanging high in the Ding family's kitchen; if it weren't for the severe cold weather, there would probably be nothing left.

"It can be pickled and made into dried fish." He Yushui expressed his opinion: "Pickled fish is also quite delicious."

"Well, I don't have to worry about lack of fish to eat. I don't want to sell them either." Ding Weidong said. If He Yushui knew the truth, as a person from another time and space, he would definitely comment: "You are too extraordinary!"

They just ate a quick bite of lunch. No one was particularly hungry, but they felt like something would be missing if they skipped lunch. Just as Ding Weidong was about to return to his room, he suddenly heard a system notification:

"Successfully played a prank on Liu Haizhong and obtained twenty salted duck eggs."

"I tortured Yan Bogui and got twenty quail eggs."

"He Siming is in trouble. He harvested twenty wild goose eggs!"

Ding Weidong was deeply surprised. He had done nothing, so why did the "trick" happen? He ran to the crack in the door and looked around, and then he roughly understood the reason.

He saw Liu Haizhong walking into the room with a furious look on his face, a strong fishy smell and yellow marks all over his body. Yan Bogui and He Siming already knew what had happened. It was obviously because that guy blew up the manure cellar.

"Because they used my special gadget," he thought to himself, "so we got a prank reward. Really good! Although the reward is a little small, maybe because it was not done personally. I will try to do it myself in the future. So as to improve my spiritual power!"

There was something interesting to watch, so Ding Weidong walked towards the middle yard. Not far away, he watched Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong rush to the gate of Jia's house, shouting loudly about the bad things Bang Geng had done.

"Wait a minute, uncles, don't scare the children." Yi Zhonghai came out of his house and without hesitation criticized Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong for their excessive behavior.

"Yi Zhonghai, don't try this on me." Yan Bugui's face changed. "If I can't come up with a reasonable solution today, I will go directly to Director Wang of the Street Office."

"Don't fool me with your nonsense about solving the problem in the compound. If you want to solve the problem here, you have to satisfy us first. As for whether Shazhu is willing to pay compensation, it's his choice."

Liu Haizhong began to threaten Aunt Zhang of the Jia family: "Aunt Zhang, if you dare to lose your temper again or ask Mr. Jia to come over, I will go find Director Wang right now! Let's see if he will send you back to your hometown!"

Yi Zhonghai finally smelled the pungent smell and saw the miserable looks of the two people. He immediately knew what Banggeng had done.

Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu hid at home and arranged for Jia Zhang to go out and cause trouble. When the situation became a little bad, they all came out to deal with it.

"What happened to the second and third uncles?" Jia Dongxu pretended to know nothing, even though he already knew all the details.