Siheyuan: Starting with Damo Neighbors

It also requires money to license and stamp the bicycle.

I don't know if it's because of his good looks, but the elder sister who was in charge only charged him two yuan.

Wang Xuewen clearly saw that the uncle in front of him also had a Feige brand bicycle, but he was charged ten yuan as a handling fee.

Sure enough, she looks good and is popular everywhere.

With the license plate and steel seal, you will not be afraid of losing your bike in the future.

If it is really lost, the probability of being found is very high.

In other words, because of the existence of license plates and steel stamps, the behavior of stealing bicycles is much, much less.

That is, you have to pay taxes every year.

Not much, just two yuan.

Wang Xuewen was riding a bicycle, strolling in the streets and alleys of the capital, feeling the unique atmosphere of this era.

This era has begun to develop industry, but compared with later generations, it is only in its infancy.

The air pollution in Beijing is not that serious.

The sky is still so blue, and the air is not hazy at all.

This feeling is quite good.

After eating lunch outside, Wang Xuewen rode his bicycle back until the afternoon.

In a deserted place at the corner of the alley, Wang Xuewen took out all the peanuts, melon seeds, toffee, and pork that had been cut up from the [storage ring].

Hang things on the handlebars of the bicycle and ride the bicycle back to the courtyard.

As a result, at the gate of the courtyard, I ran into Xu Damao who was returning by bicycle.

His car is full of all kinds of agricultural products.

What dried mushrooms, green onions, and shelled peanuts.

On the back seat of the car, there are two old hens.

It's Back to the Countryside!

Wang Xuewen saw Xu Damao, Xu Damao naturally also saw Wang Xuewen.

"Yo! Wang Xuewen, I bought a bicycle!" Xu Damao got out of the car and looked at Wang Xuewen's new car in surprise.

As a neighbor, he knows how provincial Wang Xuewen's father is.

I never bought a bicycle during my lifetime.

After this death, Wang Xuewen bought a bicycle and came back.

Gee...

If the old guy knew, he might be angry!

That's not right, your old man dotes on this kid so much, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be willing to get angry.

That old guy Wang Tiezhu and that old bastard in Liu Haizhong are completely two extremes.

One beat the child to death, and the other spoiled the child to death.

"Yeah, I have to go to work tomorrow, so it's more convenient to have a bicycle." Wang Xuewen said casually.

He and Xu Damao are neighbors, and he doesn't want to fall out with him in the open.

Anyway, everyone lives their own lives, and just spend the next ten years well.

"Xu Damao, you're going to the countryside to play movies, and you're getting a lot of money." Wang Xuewen looked at the things in Xu Damao's car jokingly.

With so many agricultural products, I don't know if Xu Damao can go in.

If he can, he can be the king next door.

However, Wang Xuewen estimated that it would not work.

Xu Damao can definitely say that the villagers thanked him for those things, and it was not easy to show movies to the villagers after running all the way to the countryside.

Condolences for him.

Those village chiefs, township chiefs, and captains in the countryside will definitely not offend Xu Damao because of this little thing.

"That's~! Brother, I'm the only projectionist in our factory! Every time I go to the countryside to show movies to the villagers, I'm very popular!" Xu Damao looked proud.

5. Spit on his face (please collect!)

Back in the courtyard, many people knew that Wang Xuewen had bought a bicycle.

Intermediate Court.

Jia Zhang sits on the bed and picks up the soles of his shoes.

She doesn't know how to do anything other than shoe soles.

Hearing the movement from the yard, he lifted up the curtains and looked out the window.

I happened to see Wang Xuewen, who was pushing a bicycle, passing by outside.

I even saw the New Year's goods and pork hanging on the handlebars of the bicycle!

"This heartless brat, just after his old Wang died, he used the subsidy from the factory to buy a car! And buy some food!"

"It's only a few steps to the factory, and I don't know how to be filial if I have that money to buy a car!" Jia Zhang looked out the window with a face full of jealousy, and muttered in a low voice.

Jia Zhang is not a thing.

But if she wants to eat and drink with outsiders, she will not do it herself.

She still wants that old face.

She only dared to talk about it in her own house, or let her daughter-in-law or grandson go out to ask for it.

"Grandma, what are you talking about?" Sticky, who was doing his homework, looked curiously at the back room.

He has been playing for a day during the day.

If you don't do your homework, it will be dark.

My family is poor, so I usually turn off the lights and go to sleep after eating.

Basically, he can't turn on the lamp to let him do his homework.

But if you don't do your homework and go to school tomorrow, you will be called by the teacher.

Go back to the backyard with Xu Damao.

Wang Xuewen opened the door and pushed the bicycle into the house.

"Learning martial arts, you still push the bicycle into the house~?" Xu Damao teased.

He never pushes his bicycle into the house.

"This is a new car for me."

Wang Xuewen glanced at Xu Damao, pushed the cart straight into the house, and opened the door from the inside.

Although the bicycle is just a means of transportation for him, there is no reason to put it outside and wait for someone to steal it.

There is a habitual thief in this courtyard.

Park the car in the living room, put the peanuts and melon seeds in an iron box, seal them, and put them in the cabinet.

Put the toffee into your [storage ring].

Toffee is expensive, and it is safest to put it in your [storage ring].

He won't give a chance to let the stick steal his good things.

People in the north eat more noodles, and so did their family.

Most meals are steamed buns and steamed buns.

There is no rice at home.

"Why did you forget about the rice..." Wang Xuewen looked helplessly at the remaining flour and cornmeal.

Before crossing, he was a southerner, and he usually ate rice, but he was not used to steamed buns at all.

In other words, I don't like eating steamed buns at all.

Steamed buns and dumplings are fine.

It just so happens that there is still Chinese cabbage at home, so let's make dumplings and eat them.

In his previous life, he never cooked, but before time travel, Wang Xuewen, as a single dog and a foodie, was still able to cook.

Maybe not as good as a chef, but better than many housewives.

Because Dad is a cook, there is no shortage of various seasonings at home.

Quickly knead the dough and set aside to rest.

Only then began to prepare the stuffing for making dumplings.

The sound of chopping stuffing came from the house.

Xu Damao's house.

Xu Damao, who was cooking, heard the sound and looked outside the house.

When he found out that the sound of chopping vegetables came from Wang Xuewen's room, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This kid can actually cook?"

When the old guy Wang Tiezhu was alive, Wang Xuewen had never touched a kitchen knife.

After Wang Tiezhu died, the people in the courtyard were helping to deal with the afterlife, and the aunts were naturally bound to cook.

After Wang Tiezhu was buried, Wang Xuewen also warmed some leftovers to eat.

It was the first time for Xu Damao to hear the sound of cutting vegetables in Wang Xuewen's room.

"He has to go to the cafeteria in the factory as an apprentice to study literature, so what's so strange about being able to cook?" Lou Xiao'e gave Xu Damao a blank look.