Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

After finishing their meal, the two separated. Liu Ping'an carried the lunch box and hung it on the handlebars of his bicycle and went back to Nanluoguxiang. Chen Xueru continued to guard her shop, but this time she lay in front of the counter, watching Liu Ping'an's back as he rode his bicycle away.

The good time two people spend together is always short. Even married couples cannot stay together 24 hours a day. They can only stay together at night.

In this era, I am afraid that only children who are not in school will stay in their mother's arms 24 hours a day. Boys are like eagles, always yearning for the free sky outside. As they grow older, their relationship with their mothers becomes more and more distant. When they are young, they still have their fathers who play the role of good guy at home to suppress them.

When his wings are fully grown and he has his own source of income, he will fly to the sky he longs for, support himself, build his own new family, and start the next reincarnation, but this time the roles are reversed, and he becomes the good guy father.

This is a microcosm of the millions of families on this land beneath our feet, from ancient times to the present, from the south to the north. Thousands of families are more or less the same.

In the compound No. 95 where Liu Ping'an now lives, this contradiction is even more prominent. The three children of the second uncle's family in the backyard were beaten away by him, and the eldest brother Liu Guangqi was even more ruthless. He ran away with the money on the wedding night.

This made his two younger brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu suffer, and naturally they had to endure the iron fist of love from their father. Of course, this is all a story for later.

When I returned to the gate of the courtyard, it was almost dark. Even the third uncle at the gate, Yan Bugui, was about to get off work. He picked up his small stool and walked towards his home.

Seeing Liu Ping'an riding a bicycle back to the yard, he adjusted his glasses and looked around, his eyes fixed on the food box hanging on the handlebars of Liu Ping'an.

After Liu Ping'an got off his bike at the gate, he came over to greet him warmly, muttering, "It's easy for this bike to drop the food box when it passes the threshold. Come on, let the third uncle hold it for you."

Hearing this, Liu Pingan smiled and did not stop Yan Bugui from taking the lunch box off the handlebars of his bicycle. There was nothing in it at the moment, and even if there was, it would be okay to let this uncle take advantage of it.

I really can't hate this calculating old man. Compared with the two guys in the middle and back yards, he is much better.

Uncle San is willing to help, so let him do it! Just don't be disappointed if you see there is nothing inside after a while.

When the third uncle finished his work, Liu Ping'an carried his bicycle over the threshold and walked towards his home. The third uncle stood there and opened Liu Ping'an's lunch box to take a look.

.......There was nothing inside except three empty bowls and a few clean empty plates.

Finally, he could only cover the food box helplessly and chase after Liu Pingan. Only then did he realize that Liu Pingan had quietly got a bicycle. It was just too dark, so he didn't know what the quality of it was.

All my attention was drawn to the empty lunch box, and I didn't notice that this guy actually came back on a bicycle.

It's really like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons! No, Liu Ping'an must treat us and set up a table in the yard.

Then, he picked up the food box and walked towards Liu Ping'an's house, with the abacus clacking in his mind.

Liu Ping'an returned to his room and had just parked his bicycle when Yan Bugui followed him in.

Before Liu Pingan could respond, he said, "Pingan, when did you buy this bicycle? We should set up a table in our courtyard to celebrate."

I didn't expect that this famous scene in many fan fictions - buying a bicycle to treat guests - would happen to me now, and I would be the one eating the melon.

But fortunately, there were only him and the third uncle at the moment. As long as I was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed. Liu Ping'an just kept silent, staring at Yan Bugui without blinking.

Yan Bugui felt uneasy and didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment. He could only put the food box on the table in Liu Ping'an's house awkwardly. After giving Liu Ping'an an awkward but polite smile, he turned around and left quietly.

The truth is that Yan Bugui, who usually claims to be a scholar, has not yet developed a thick skin because he has not experienced the three-year disaster.

Looking at the back of the third uncle Yan Bugui as he left, Liu Ping'an let out a sigh of relief. As expected, as long as I am not afraid of embarrassment, it is others who will be embarrassed.

In fact, to be honest, if this kind of thing happened to him, he, with his average emotional intelligence, really didn't know how to deal with this situation. I, Liu, want to save face, and I came to this courtyard to experience life and temper my mind in the world.

After seeing off the third uncle, Liu Pingan closed the door, went to his room, and lit the kerosene lamp he had bought a few days ago. Although there was no electricity at the moment, wouldn't the atmosphere be better with the kerosene lamp lit?

Lying on the bed, I have officially started working at the steel mill today. I have truly left my own mark in this world and have truly established myself.

Lying on the bed, I thought about what I had at the moment: a small world, the identity of a cultivator, and a system that had reduced me to a golden finger.

Besides these, what else? A courtyard house in a rural area, a rented house, and a wife that he had not completely won over. These were all he had in this world.

I thought about what I should do in the future. I had already entered the factory, but I didn't have the skill of brewing wine. I only got the skill of a lazy electrician.

After a day of experience, it's not bad, no worse than the old cadres sitting in the office. Every day, I check the workshop at the beginning of the work, and then go back to the office to brag, which is really good.

But the appearance of Xiaobai, the wine bug, made him want to make wine again. Look, it has already started in the space. I will go in and see how the first batch of wine is brewing. He immediately put his plan to make wine in reality into action, and also planned a series of high-end, low-end, wine and medicinal wine plans.

So today, after get off work, I suddenly went to the largest Chinese medicine shop in this city and bought some wolfberries and Changbai Mountain ginseng, intending to start my own medicinal wine project.

But now that I'm back home and have reviewed it carefully, I still feel that my plan is not very feasible. I was just too eager and there are many things that I cannot solve by myself.