Siheyuan: Originally I just wanted to be a little transparent

In the past few days of studying in Shichahai, Lin Shengli was reading technical books written by Mao Xiong or Yingjiang.

The book was held just right so that one could vaguely tell that it was a technical book in a foreign language. If one didn't get closer than a meter, it would be impossible to see what he was reading.

Lin Shengli found these books from his box of books and had introduced them into the country with the permission of the country in this era.

There are at most two books in the bag. One is held in the hand and read, and the other seems to leak out of the bag inadvertently.

As for the source of these two books, if anyone asks, just point to the sacrificed parents.

My father is a technical cadre who was transferred from the army and was sent to the Bear Country for further study. It would make sense that there are some technical books in foreign languages ​​at home.

Anyway, it's impossible for anyone to go down there to confront him.

As for being able to understand Mao Xiongwen and Yingjiang Wen, that’s what my parents taught me and I’m self-taught. I’m naturally smart, I’ve been smart since I was a child, and I love to learn. The older I get, the stronger my child prodigy attributes become.

Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I just have to believe it myself.

When Lin Shengli was studying in the past few days, someone always looked at him inadvertently. Lin Shengli had felt this gaze no less than three times in the past few days.

Sometimes when Lin Shengli was fishing, this person would often glance at him, especially the foreign books he kept in his hand.

When he started fishing, Lin Shengli would not be reckless. He had to show a little bit of signs of advancement to show off his master's style.

In the first two days, it was always the air force. Slowly, sometimes some small fish were caught, and then occasionally a fish weighing two or three kilograms was caught.

Lin Shengli had already studied and understood the size of this fish.

That special bait, after pinching it big or small, can catch fish of different sizes.

Lin Shengli knew who this person was from the first day when he glanced at him secretly. He had a lot of biographies in his box of books.

However, Lin Shengli did not take the initiative to strike up a conversation. After all, when Jiang Taigong fished, those who wished would take the bait.

This person didn't come to Shichahai every day. Lin Shengli and this person didn't have much communication. Occasionally when they passed each other, they just nodded and smiled.

These days, no one disturbs anyone in the Radio Family Courtyard. After closing the doors and windows during the day, Lin Shengli can safely enter the space to study.

In these ten days, Lin Shengli stayed in space for more than fifteen months.

In that box of books, there are historical memorabilia of flower growers, industrial development history, and various mechanical and electronic professional books, including physics, chemistry, humanities, history, geography, music, biology, medicine, and various types of books. Lin Shengli read them all one by one.

Sometimes when Lin Shengli gets tired of reading those professional books, he will look for something like "How is Steel Made?", "Jin Moumei" and even "Postpartum Care of Sows".

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

This half month was both fulfilling and long for Lin Shengli.

In a blink of an eye, the last day of handover came. Before handing over the house, Lin Shengli put away the remaining things in the house.

After collecting the last 100 yuan for the house payment, Lin Shengli sat on his bicycle and looked back.

This small house, which carries the footprints of Lin Shengli's family's life in the past, quietly changed its owner without making a sound. The thoughts that belonged to Lin Shengli in the original era also slowly passed away!

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Today is the day Lin Shengli graduated from technical secondary school, and it is also the day he went to school to get his diploma.

Lin Shengli rode his bicycle to the school, completed all the procedures, and explained to the school that he would replace his uncle to work in the steel rolling mill without the school arranging work.

The space contained Lin Shengli’s technical secondary school graduation certificate and a letter of introduction from the school. In the evening, Lin Shengli rode his bicycle and took a stroll around Shichahai as usual.

Lin Shengli walked towards his new home in the quadrangle while laughing and joking with several chess players, who were being pointed out by Lin Shengli from behind and blowing their beards angrily.

Of course, when we got to the alley entrance, the BMW changed to Route 11.

I came back a little early today, but there were also many people who had already closed their doors and entered their houses.

The third uncle of our courtyard gatekeeper is sitting at the gate, holding a small horse. The third uncle is wearing a white sweatshirt and holding a big cattail leaf fan in his hand. He is fanning the cattail leaf while looking up at the stars. , seemingly studying the origin of the universe.

The third uncle in this courtyard is Yan Fugui, a professional primary school teacher. He has a wife, three sons and a daughter, and a large family.

I always say one thing when I have nothing to do, I don’t have enough food and clothing, I will suffer poverty if I don’t calculate, I am good at calculating, and I like to take advantage of small things, but overall my character is good, and I have my own bottom line as a human being.

Seeing the third uncle at the door, Lin Shengli took the lead in saying hello.

"Third uncle, haven't you slept yet?"

"Well, I haven't slept yet. Are you going to exercise again?" The third uncle Yan Bugui held up his glasses legs with tape on his ears and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him.

"Well, I just came back from the exercise, so you can cool down while I go back to the house to sleep."

Seeing Lin Shengli walking towards the backyard, the third uncle was thinking about what to say, but when he saw Lin Shengli walked away without looking back, he sat back on his little horse and continued to look up at the stars.

In the past half a month, even though Lin Shengli was in the courtyard, going out early and coming back late all day long, and seemed to have no contact with anyone, the third uncle, Yan Bugui, was relatively familiar with Lin Shengli.

This third uncle, Yan Bugui, likes fishing. When he has nothing to do, he always goes to Shichahai to fish.

However, the fishing skills of these three uncles are really not to be praised. The fishing gear is also composed of scrap bamboo poles and hooks with bent pins. As for the bait, they just dig up some earthworms in the ground. It is almost impossible to catch big fish. Yes, most of them are small fish and shrimps.

One day, just as Lin Shengli had just checked in the fishing gear and was about to try the water, he met the third uncle who was also fishing.

"Isn't this Lao Shi's nephew? You also like fishing?"

Lin Shengli glanced at the third uncle and said: "Hello, third uncle, I'm just fishing for fun. If I'm tired from reading, I'll take a rest while fishing."

Hearing what Lin Shengli said, the third uncle suddenly became interested and said:

"I like fishing, how about the third uncle teach you? If not the third uncle, I'll tell you. My fishing skills can't be compared to those of the entire Sijiu City. In our alleys, that's the number one." !”

Lin Shengli also knew that the third uncle was bragging here, so he did not expose him. "Third uncle, you can go about your business. I am just fishing for fun. I will go back to read in a while."

Hearing what Lin Shengli said, the third uncle did not give up and continued to brag about his fishing skills. How superb he was. He competed with others in fishing and caught more than a dozen grass carp weighing ten kilograms and so on...

Listening to the third uncle's bragging, Lin Shengli didn't interrupt him and just laughed silently.

The third uncle, who had been bragging for a while, saw that no one responded and felt that it was not interesting, so he ran away to catch his own fish.