Siheyuan: I really don't want to time travel

Chapter 1 The soul wears the courtyard, the beginning of hell (book collection)

1956, early winter.

Sijiucheng, Nanluoguxiang, a courtyard with three entrances, the front yard is inverted into a house.

Wang Yue's eyes were dull at the moment, and his whole body was shaking. It wasn't because he was excited about time travel, but because the quilt at home was too thin, and he couldn't sleep because of the cold.

In his line of sight, there is darkness everywhere, except for the light coming in from the glass window, there is no light source in the room.

It's not that there are no electric lights at this time, but because the staff of the power supply bureau came to stop them because they couldn't pay the electricity bill.

Looking around, I saw that the furniture in the house was even more miserable. Except for a stool with a missing leg, a broken cabinet, and a table that was about to fall apart, there was nothing else.

Of course, his bed, no, it shouldn’t be called a bed, because it is made up of two long benches and a few wooden planks. Covered by a sheet with several holes, every time you move, you can hear the sound of dry grass below.

One meter away, there were two little girls about 5-6 years old hugging each other and sleeping soundly. Moreover, the quilt covering them was obviously much thicker than Wang Yue's.

Wang Yue didn't have time to think about anything, he knew that if he went on like this, he might just belch as soon as he crossed over.

Wrapping the quilt around him, Wang Yue came to the stove alone. After feeling a touch of warmth, Wang Yue fell into a deep sleep.

In the blizzard weather, everything was white, the goose-feather-like snow kept falling, and the north wind was howling, making it a bit noisy.

In his sleep, Wang Yue dreamed that he was attending the company's celebration banquet and beat up his daily PUA manager. He was happy when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Brother, I'm hungry..."

Opening his hazy sleepy eyes, Wang Yue looked at two very cute little girls standing next to him, and they looked almost identical.

It's just that her skin is sallow, with a hint of dish color, which can be seen from the fact that the food she eats on weekdays is not nutritious.

"An'an, Xinxin?" Wang Yue asked tentatively.

He didn't know why he blurted out the names of the two children!

"Hmm, brother, we are hungry, can you make us some steamed buns today?" Xinxin asked in a low voice, and she was still a little scared, for fear that Wang Yue would beat her.

"Brother, we didn't eat anything yesterday, so hungry..." An An also whispered, and, through the light from the window, she could see the fear in her eyes.

Just as Wang Yue was about to speak, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his head, and then some people and scenes flashed through his mind.

The first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong, the third uncle Yan Bugui, Sha Zhu, Xu Damao, Aunt Zhang, Jia Dongxu, etc...

At this moment, Wang Yue understood that what he saw last night was not a dream.

The owner of this body is also named Wang Yue. He is a tough guy. He is 16 years old this year. He was born in 1940. His birthday is the Mid-Autumn Festival. He is 180cm tall and has a tall and thick figure. He is very powerful.

It's just that the IQ is not good, although it is not a fool, but the IQ is not enough.

And the two little girls who looked at him vigilantly were his younger sisters, one named Wang Anan and the other named Wang Xinxin. They contained the expectations of their parents for them, and they could live their lives with peace of mind.

The two girls are twins, whose birthday happens to be Qixi Festival, and they are more than 5 years old this year.

As for the parents, the father is a five-level blacksmith in a rolling mill, and the mother is a housewife without a job.

Unfortunately, in October this year, his father Wang Dayi died due to a fire in the factory workshop. His mother Li Guizhi was already in poor health and had been sick all year round. After being unable to bear this blow, she also died.

He and his two younger sisters were left behind.

Wang Yue has watched this TV series, and he is very clear that their family is not in the TV series. They may have moved away, or they may have starved to death.

Of course, this is unknown.

After all, if you have no income in the city these days, you are more likely to starve to death than in the countryside.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go and see what to eat." Wang Yue just wanted to speak, but his voice became a little hoarse, as if he hadn't recovered from a bad cold.

He reached out and was about to touch the heads of the two sisters, but the two little girls were so frightened that they took a few steps back. It seemed that the original body was not good to them.

Afterwards, after the death of his parents, the original body often beat and scolded the two younger sisters because they ate a little food.

"Hiss, it's okay if you have a bad head, but you still abuse your sister, who will die if you don't die?" Wang Yue took a deep breath in his heart.

Seeing the panic in the eyes of the two girls, Wang Yue didn't step forward, but just looked at the two girls and said, "An'an, Xinxin, it was my brother who was wrong before, and my brother must correct it, and I will definitely not hit you again in the future, okay?"

Hearing this, the two little girls obviously didn't believe it and thought they were dreaming, then stared blankly at Wang Yue without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wang Yue understood that if he wanted to convince his two younger sisters, he would do better than talk, so he got up and came to the bed, threw the quilt on the bed, and then came to Mi Vat.

Fortunately, there are about two or three catties of rice, which is definitely enough to make porridge.

These days, everyone’s staple food is mainly stick noodles and white noodles, or two-height noodles, and rice is rarely eaten.

It's not that I don't like to eat, but it's difficult at home, so I have to eat it together, otherwise the whole family will be hungry.

The other is that the higher authorities implement food control and distribute it according to the urban population. Even if you can’t get enough to eat, you won’t starve to death.

Wang Yue didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly brought a small pot, made about a catty and a half of rice, and after washing it, he started cooking porridge.

About half an hour later, smelling the aroma in the pot, Wang Yue's stomach couldn't help but growl. It was obvious that he was hungry too, but he had been sleeping before, so he didn't feel it.

"Gollum!"

Suddenly, he heard the sound of swallowing and the sound of his stomach growling. He turned around and saw two little girls staring intently at the pot on the fire, with a feeling of longing.

When he looked over, the two little girls were taken aback and said quickly, "Brother, don't hit us, we just don't eat."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yue felt a little sour in his heart and eyes. At such a young age, he was actually abused and psychologically shadowed. If in later generations, who would have such two cute little girls, wouldn't they be treated as treasures?
"I won't hit you, and from now on, my brother won't hit you either." Wang Yue said distressedly.

"Really...Really?" An An asked cautiously.

On the side, Xinxin also looked over in surprise.

Facing the eyes of the two little girls, Wang Yue affirmed: "Well, your parents are gone, and I, my brother, will take care of you from now on. If you have something to eat from me, you will not go hungry. I promise Grandpa Mao!"

These days, regardless of adults or children, Mao Zedong is in everyone's mind, and the most powerful way to say this is to assure him.

"Okay, An An believes in brother."

"I also believe in my brother!"

Seeing the two little girls smiling and cheering and hugging each other, Wang Yue couldn't help but smile too.

Not long after, the rice porridge was ready, and Wang Yue made a big bowl for each of them. Then he remembered that there seemed to be unfinished white sugar at home, so he walked to the broken cabinet specially used to store these things, and put the only remaining After taking out two taels of white sugar, I poured a little into each bowl, stirred them separately, and then handed them to An Xinxin.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it just out of the pan." Wang Yue said warmly.

"Brother eat first!"

Although he was already too hungry, An Anxin let Wang Yue eat first.

"Eat it, there's still in the pot. Brother will eat it after you finish eating."

Wang Yue put two bowls of rice porridge on the table, and sat down by the boiler alone. He had to figure out how to live in this era.

Also, how to raise two little girls.

Suddenly, Wang Yue remembered that the piggy bank at home was hidden under An Xin's bed.

So, he hurried over, lifted the bed, and found a small rectangular iron box according to the place he remembered.

When I opened it, there was a silver bracelet on the outside, which seemed to be my mother's dowry. There was some money and two oceans underneath.

After counting, I found a total of 263 yuan, 5 cents and 6 cents, and some food stamps.

Last year, in 1955, the state implemented unified purchasing and marketing of grain, and the first set of national food stamps began to be issued.

Food stamps are food purchase vouchers. As a qualification for food purchase, they are also one of the most critical things that affect people's lives today. They can be called the 'lifeblood'.

Although there is a lot of money, 200 yuan is the death pension of his father Wang Dayi, and the rest is the family's frugality over the years.

"Use this money well, it should be enough for me and An Anxin to live for a year or two." Wang Yue thought to himself.

"Ding, it is detected that the host has money and valuable items in his hand, and the exchange mall can be opened."

Wang Yue was taken aback by the sudden voice in his mind, but also had surprise on his face.

As a 10-year-old fan of later online novels, how could he not be familiar with things like systems or shopping malls?
"Golden Finger is online!" Wang Yue said excitedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, An Xin, who was eating particularly deliciously, turned around and looked over, tilted his head and asked, "Brother, what is the Golden Finger Online?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Yue quickly shook his head and said with a smile: "You guys drink your porridge obediently. My brother will explain to you when you grow up."

"Oh!"

An Anxin thought about it, thinking about it, why not drink porridge first? Porridge can fill your stomach.

Seeing them drinking porridge obediently and snoring, Wang Yue also had a smile on his face.

Then, he said silently in his heart: "Exchange mall, how to exchange?"

"Ding, host, please check the exchange rules yourself."

After saying that, there was no sound for an instant!

Wang Yue was so angry that he couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn it, why don't you tell me where to look?"

　The new book is online, and I have collected the book. Xiaohuo guarantees that this book is definitely better than the last one

　　
　
(End of this chapter)