The way each family in the courtyard at No. 95 Tongluo Lane ate was quite a spectacle.
Most of the people here eat simple food and drink plain noodles. They usually enjoy their meals, but tonight they feel heartbroken.
Except for Yan Fugui's family, who ate happily, the other families ate with unease.
In this atmosphere, Zheng Ya's first night as a third human began with lifting the covers and smelling the stench of decay and sourness. Life was truly intense!
That was incredibly exciting.
Fortunately, Zheng Ya possessed a special ability space. Upon smelling the odor in his home, he frowned, collected all the supplies, and placed them in his special ability space to remove the smell.
After consuming one thousand points of Negativity and Virtue, all the odors tainted by the items were removed.
I also took the opportunity to refresh all the household items.
Take out the tables, chairs, cupboards, beds, and other items. Under the fluorescent light, they exude the fragrance of wood and shimmer under the light.
The supernatural space indeed possesses the ability to renovate and process plants, trees, and related products.
Now that the needles aren't poking me, I can finally get a good night's sleep?
Zheng Ya looked at the newly renovated furnishings in the room, lay down on the bed with satisfaction, covered himself with the new quilt, and closed his eyes to rest.
The fire in the stove gradually went out, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
However, Zheng Ya did not feel cold, probably because he had three supernatural abilities protecting him, so he was not afraid of the cold and slept soundly until dawn.
As the morning sun streamed through the window, a ray of sunlight fell on Zheng Ya's face. Still half asleep, Zheng Ya sat up and muttered, "Oh no, I'm late. Huh, where's my phone? Ugh..."
He didn't even touch his phone, and his irritable temper in bed was on full display.
I always use my phone alarm to wake him up, to avoid him being grumpy in bed and making him late for work.
Everything has changed now?
Zheng Ya was actually quite pleased that his bad temper in bed hadn't changed. After three lifetimes, he still relied primarily on his own soul, spirit, and will, and assimilated the memories of the other two Zheng Ya souls. Overall, he had won a round.
Although they have been reborn three times and are now inseparable, Zheng Ya feels that being in a winning position means being the master. Should he accept life and accept reality?
After getting up and washing up, Zheng Ya realized that she had no handkerchief, no washbasin, and no toothpaste or toothbrush. Only then did she remember that something had been stolen from the house.
"Bang bang bang!" Yan Jiecheng, who was outside the door, heard the noise from him getting up and knocked on the door, calling out, "Boss Zheng, I've brought you a washbasin, handkerchief, toothpaste, and toothbrush. Open the door!"
"Ha, how thoughtful!" Zheng Ya was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that Yan Fugui must have instructed Yan Jiecheng to do this, as a gesture of goodwill.
Yan Fugui, that stingy old man, was willing to spend money to buy toiletries, which was like cutting off his own flesh!
But it's a good start!
Zheng Ya opened the main door, preoccupied with his thoughts, and was greeted by the brand-new toiletries brought by Yan Jiecheng. He accepted them with satisfaction and nodded in approval of the father and son.
Seeing his smiling and satisfied expression, Yan Jiecheng said with a smile, "Brother Zheng, these are all newly bought. I don't know if they suit your taste..."
"Yes, I'm very satisfied."
Whether the items suit your taste or not is not important; what's important is that you need a ticket to buy them.
"The fact that your family thought of this and handled it well is what pleases me the most." Zheng Ya disliked sycophants, but he accepted the family's surrender.
Social interactions are unavoidable.
It is a blessing to have someone who cares about and takes care of your daily life.
This shows that Yan Fugui's family put their heart into their work, which is commendable!
Who else in the community would be so considerate?
Yan Jiecheng was afraid that Zheng wouldn't like the toiletries he bought and that he wouldn't be able to complete the task and would be scolded by his father. Seeing that he was satisfied, he smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, you're too kind. This is what our family should do."
"Alright, I won't thank you. You can go ahead and do your thing!"
"I need you to do something for me in a few days, go ahead!" Zheng Ya thought about how he had dropped out of school and was doing odd jobs at home, and he had the idea of ​​recruiting him to sell supplies.
However, the trading stalls haven't been established yet, so we can't give him a definite answer. We can only postpone it for now.
Yan Jiecheng tactfully said, "Alright then, Boss Zheng, you're busy, I'll be going now!"
After seeing Yan Jiecheng off, Zheng Ya carried his toiletries to the sink in the middle courtyard, where he saw Qin Huairu washing clothes with a small stick by the sink.
The little stick is about 60-70 centimeters tall and about three and a half years old. It jumps and plays around next to the sink.
Qin Huairu caught sight of him approaching, and shyly lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at him. She vigorously scrubbed her clothes on the washboard, swishing them repeatedly.
At this time, Qin Huairu had not yet turned evil.
He was routinely beaten and scolded by Jia Zhangshi, and then suppressed by Jia Dongxu, who ordered him to take care of all the household chores.
Washing clothes was the easiest thing for Qin Huairu.
Is Jia Zhangshi in the courtyard finally free from beatings and scoldings?
Zheng Ya ignored her and went to the sink to wash up. Jia Zhangshi peeked from behind her window, afraid that her daughter-in-law Qin Huairu would seduce someone.
If it weren't for the fact that her foul tongue got its comeuppance yesterday, and that Jia Zhangshi was somewhat annoyed with Zheng Ya, she would have already cursed him out and tried to extort money from him to take advantage of him.
Most of the people in the compound have gone to work.
Those who remained at home were all women and old women. As soon as they saw Zheng Ya from afar, they would hide to the side, not daring to approach him, and avoiding him as if he were a tiger.
Zheng Ya didn't bother with it. After washing up, he went home, put away his toiletries, locked the door, and left.
When the women in the courtyard saw him leave, they gathered together and started making a ruckus: "Oh my goodness, Zheng Ya locked the door?"
The courtyard is left unlocked, demonstrating the virtues of not locking doors at night and not picking up lost items on the road, and the loving family atmosphere.
Those were all rules established by Old Lady Long and Yi Zhonghai.
Today, Zheng Ya locked the door, which provoked the women in the courtyard. It seems that things are really about to change.
This scene caught the eye of Old Lady Long, who narrowed her eyes and revealed a fierce glint. She was convinced that Zheng Ya had stolen her treasure. He had brought this upon himself and deserved to die!
Zheng Ya had no time to worry about what would happen to the family after their death. He went to the street and bought two fried dough sticks for five cents. After paying, he ate the fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper as he walked toward the street office.
The subdistrict office was located in a courtyard house. The old man guarding the gate saw him walking over and waved, saying, "Are you Comrade Zheng Ya?"
Director Wang had to leave temporarily, but he left you his employment certificate. Please come back, sign it, and take it with you.
"Oh, old man, thank you so much for your trouble!" Zheng Ya felt the simplicity of this generation and a sense of homecoming.
After signing for and receiving his employment certificate, Zheng Ya said goodbye to the gatekeeper and headed straight for the steel rolling mill three miles away.
There weren't many pedestrians on the street; most people had already gone to work. The only people on the street were a few women carrying vegetable baskets, going to the market in small groups.
Everyone was dressed simply, their clothes patched up, and it was rare to see someone dressed in bright, eye-catching attire.
Even a cyclist passing by occasionally attracts the attention and sparks discussion among pedestrians.
The walls along the streets are adorned with slogans such as "Labor is glorious" and "Strive for production," creating a unique atmosphere of enthusiasm.
This filled Zheng Ya with curiosity. He took the No. 2 bus and walked to the iron gate of the steel rolling mill, where he encountered an unexpected person.
"Haha, you're already so late for your first day of work, you're such a child..." Wu Wei glared at him and laughed mockingly...
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