In 1965, the New Year had just passed, and the entire imperial capital was still covered in snow.
In Nanluoguxiang, the courtyard of No. 95 was bustling with noise. Two young men were arguing fiercely with their faces close together, even attracting several neighbors to watch.
"What's going on?"
A young man walked into the yard with his hands behind his back and asked curiously to the young man with a horse face standing beside him.
The person being questioned was Xu Damao who lived in the backyard. He turned around and found that it was Li Qinghe who lived in the front yard. He came over with a gossipy look on his face and whispered, "What else could it be? Liu Guangtian from the second uncle's family and Yan Jiefang from the third uncle's family got into a fight for some reason. They were pulled apart and are arguing."
Upon hearing this, Li Qinghe looked at the three old men sitting behind the eight-immortals table in the front. Sure enough, the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui sitting on both sides had ugly expressions.
In this case...
Li Qinghe had a barely perceptible smile on his face. He thought of his own space, which appeared when he traveled through time. He needed to evolve by absorbing the emotions of others. Now was the right time. He could feel a trace of negative energy slowly flowing towards him and being absorbed by the space in his body. The space was expanding at an imperceptible speed.
"Hey, Xiao Li, what do you think the second and third uncles will do?"
Xu Damao's voice brought Li Qinghe back to his senses. He glanced at the three old men in the front. The oldest one was Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill, the highest-paid person in the yard. He had no children and had always wanted to find someone to take care of him in his old age.
The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, was a seventh-level forger in a steel rolling mill. He had not even graduated from elementary school, but he always wanted to become an official and would beat his children for no reason.
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, is a calculating man who loves to take advantage of small opportunities and will cry all night if he loses a penny.
Looking at these three people, Li Qinghe couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Brother Damao, you don't know them yet? They will definitely push the responsibility onto each other. In the end, Yi Zhonghai will have to make the final decision. I'm sure they will all be punished with fifty lashes. Let's just ignore it and watch."
Xu Damao gave a thumbs up and said, "Xiao Li, you really understand them."
After saying this, he looked at Li Qinghe with a slightly strange look.
Li Qinghe smiled and looked at the field. He naturally knew what Xu Damao's look meant.
He traveled through time three days ago, and his sudden change in personality scared everyone in the courtyard. It was unbelievable that Li Qinghe, who used to be dumb, could speak and speak so nicely. After three days of adaptation, although they were no longer so surprised, they still felt a little uncomfortable.
In his previous life, he was a Shaolin disciple. He was not the kind who worked for a salary, but a Shaolin monk who had truly received the true teachings. He practiced the Luohan Kung Fu, Plum Blossom Toon, Leg Kicking and Foot Shooting skills among the 72 Shaolin unique skills. Later, out of interest, he learned the legendary Shazhu Happy Fist and also entered the fighting world. He learned a lot about the ways of the world.
I just didn't expect that after finishing the game and taking two girls to study Buddhism, I was sent to this TV drama world by the air conditioner that fell from the upper floor of the hotel, and was possessed by a person with the same name.
At first he was very resistant and almost cried to death. He had so much money left over, and he had seen the drama before. He was so angry that he almost collapsed. Now, after three days of adapting, he has reluctantly accepted the reality. He can only comfort himself that although there is a shortage of supplies and life is hard here, it also has unlimited opportunities and hardworking people.
The original body is nineteen years old this year. His mother died early and he was raised by his father. He graduated from junior high school, and most importantly, he has obtained an electrician certificate and is now a first-level electrician at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
This is all thanks to the original body's father. A year ago, the police were arresting a spy, and the father, who had just got off work, stepped forward to help and knocked the spy to the ground. Who knew that the spy was carrying a knife and killed the father with one knife. However, the spy also missed the opportunity to escape and was caught by the police.
In order to commend Comrade Lao Li's fearless spirit, the factory held a meeting to mourn him. The original person also received a large pension and a martyr certificate. He inherited Comrade Lao Li's position and entered the factory as an apprentice to a second-level electrician in the factory.
The original body was indeed hardworking and finally passed the electrician exam after a year of study. Because of his father's heroic act, he could directly take over his father's years of work, and with his good technical skills, he officially became a first-level electrician.
Electricians are different from other occupations. Because of the danger of their jobs, their wages are much higher than other occupations. A first-level worker can get 33 yuan, and with the seniority allowance from my father, he can get 36.5 yuan.
This is a lot of money. Even if the factory chef He Yuzhu is an eighth-level chef, he only gets 35.5 yuan. With the team leader's subsidy, he can only get 37.5 yuan. This has become his bragging capital, and many people envy him.
The time when Li Qinghe traveled through time was exactly the day before he was to get rid of his apprentice status and report to the steel rolling mill. He knew the character of everyone in the mill very well, and although he wanted to hide it, the wages and grades in this era were transparent, and he could not hide it at all.
This also attracted a lot of jealous eyes, but since Li Qinghe had the martyr certificate in hand, they didn't dare to do anything. In this era, bullying the descendants of martyrs is quite serious. If they are not careful, they will have to pay for a two-liang peanut out of their own pocket.
......
"Alright! Stop arguing."
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, an old man named Yi Zhonghai slammed the table and shouted, interrupting the quarrel between Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiefang.
The three old men in the courtyard were selected by the street for the convenience of management and as liaisons for arresting enemy spies. They are usually responsible for mediating neighborhood conflicts and handling trivial matters.
However, these three are weird. They have been scheming in various ways for these three managerial positions, acting as if they were some big officials. But they are just ordinary people, so why are there so many dramas?
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