Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Besides, do you really think Xu Damao is that kind-hearted?

He was simply using his sister to keep Zhang Dabiao in check, to prevent him from causing trouble. He heard from Xu Xiaoling that only Zhang Dabiao and Lou Xiao'e got along well last night, so he nervously came to intercept Zhang Dabiao early this morning.

Moreover, when Lou Xiao'e left, she said she wanted to visit Zhang Dabiao and invited him to her house for tea.

How could Xu Damao not be anxious?

"Let's put that aside for now. You have to promise me you'll never make a move on Lou Xiao'e!"

"Is it really necessary?"

"Absolutely!"

"Okay, okay, I promise I won't make a move on her, but you should be careful about that yourself."

"There are quite a few single young people in our college."

"A single young man? You mean Sha Zhu? Don't worry, he's only eyeing Qin Huairu's big butt. None of the other young men are a match for my Master Mao. But as for Old Deaf and the others..."

"Who the hell dares to steal Lou Xiao'e from me? I'll burn their house down!" Hearing this, Xu Damao finally became serious. Anyone who dares to steal his wife!

Kill him!

"Keep it up, I believe in you." Zhang Dabiao patted him on the shoulder, genuinely not wanting to talk to him.

Although work hasn't started yet today, Xu Fugui has to take Xu Damao out to visit relatives and friends for the New Year. In the afternoon, they also have to go to the factory to maintain the equipment. In a few days, they'll be going out to show movies.

Xu Damao was worried that Lou Xiao'e would come to see Zhang Dabiao alone, so he gave her a heads-up beforehand.

Between men, even if they were fighting tooth and nail before, if they had a good drink together and the man said in front of everyone that he prepared a feast to apologize to them, then he has given them plenty of face.

All past grievances have naturally faded away, so Xu Damao now considers Zhang Dabiao one of his own.

Going against the three old men, the deaf old man, and the foolish Zhu, especially against the foolish Zhu—

That's a brother.

So as my brother Xu Damao, I must remind you, I've already set my sights on Lou Xiao'e, and you absolutely cannot steal my brother's woman!

Otherwise I'll set fire to your house!

Of course, his threat was useless to Zhang Dabiao, and Zhang Dabiao had never been interested in Lou Xiao'e anyway.

Even being friends with her is difficult enough, let alone marrying her?

That's because I can't figure it out.

Lou Bancheng and Lou Xiao'e are willing, but I'm not!

As for Xu Damao taking a fancy to Lou Xiao'e, if the Lou family knew the truth, would you still be able to marry Lou Xiao'e?

I would like to offer you the highest form of respect between men—

You're pretty good!

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January 30th, 1960, the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Suitable for: offering sacrifices; other matters should be avoided; installing tools; making nets.

Taboo: Marriage, burial.

After the resentful Xu Damao left, Zhang Dabiao finally looked at the old almanac.

I didn't believe in this stuff before, but now that I've traveled through time, I have no choice but to believe it!

Since it is said that it is auspicious to perform sacrifices, avoid other activities, install tools, and make nets...

Let's go back to our little nest first, and offer incense to my parents and this new dad.

The courtyard was quiet. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, everyone was out visiting relatives, and even Qin Huairu had taken her child to the countryside early in the morning. She was supposed to go back to her parents' home on the second day of the Lunar New Year, but she didn't have any money. She borrowed some from Sha Zhu on the evening of the first day and went out to buy some things on the second day before she could take Xiao Dang back to her parents' home.

Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu also took their dog, Bang Geng, back to their hometown of Jiajiawazi in Shunyi to beg for money. It was far away, and they estimated they wouldn't be back for a few days. So the Intermediate Court was unusually quiet.

Zhang Dabiao and Zhang Banxian didn't have much contact with their hometown, so there was no need for them to send New Year's greetings. When Zhang Banxian passed away, they sent a telegram to Zhangjiatun, but no one paid any attention.

Zhang Dabiao, of course, wouldn't go to the countryside to pay New Year's visits; he didn't even know where Zhangjiatun was.

In addition, he was very surprised that no one in the neighborhood had reported him to the neighborhood office or the police station.

He was absolutely dominant last night!

That's rare!

The workers and students will have to return to work on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, which means they will go to check and clean up, and then officially start work and classes on the seventh day.

So Zhang Dabiao still has a few days to rest.

Thinking about skipping a grade when school starts, I took out my schoolbag again.

The room wasn't very well lit; there was only one 15W incandescent bulb, and not even a table lamp. The table lamps in our little apartment are all LED or energy-saving bulbs, which I couldn't take out, and the weather was alright today.

Zhang Dabiao simply got dressed and went to the covered walkway in the middle courtyard to read by daylight.

The intelligence problem has been solved, but you still need to review what you need to review. Math is something you can do with your eyes closed, but you still need to memorize the Chinese texts you need to memorize.

Primary schools in 1959-1960 followed a "4-2 system," consisting of 4 years of primary school and 2 years of senior primary school.

In grades 1-4 of primary school, the curriculum includes Chinese, arithmetic, politics, physical education, music, and drawing. In grades 5-6 of upper primary school, additional courses such as history, geography, and nature are added, along with classes on productive labor and handicrafts.

Zhang Dabiao needed to catch up on his Chinese, Politics, and Music classes because he didn't know the specific content of the textbooks from that era. His predecessor had a poor memory, so he had always repeated the third grade of elementary school.

My intelligence has "returned" to normal, but that doesn't mean that the knowledge has directly entered my brain. In order to avoid any mistakes, Zhang Dabiao still needs to review.

At this time, everyone got up and opened the door. Some went to visit relatives, while others were busy with other things. Many people were queuing up to get water in the courtyard.

Moreover, many people went outside to empty their chamber pots. The food they ate last night was too oily, and the leftovers were shared and taken back by everyone. As you can imagine, Zhang Dabiao naturally relieved himself in his small room using the chamber pot.

Anyway, the smell was awful first thing in the morning...

I really can't concentrate on reading...

Liu Guangqi, carrying a satchel and looking every bit the young clerk, went out the door and happened to pass by the Intermediate People's Court. He saw Zhang Dabiao huddled there reading a book, so he patted him on the shoulder.

"Da Biao, do you still have any of those cigarettes or milk from the store?"

"What's wrong?"

"I use cigarettes myself, but as for milk, a guy at my workplace has a young child and can't buy formula."

"If you have any, please help me find some. Just name your price."

Zhang Dabiao handed him a cigarette, a Yellow Crane Tower one, and Liu Guangqi didn't stand on ceremony. Seeing Zhang Dabiao searching for a light, he took out a match and lit it for him.

【What the hell happened? My fire's gone again?】

"How old is your buddy's kid?"

"It's about the same age as Xiaodang, only about four months old."

"I still have a few packs of cigarettes (from the ones I've collected these past few days), and I also have some milk, but it's not suitable for children to drink."

Zhang Dabiao shook his head.

Liu Guangqi was displeased. "You have it, but you won't give it to a child? And that child is my little nephew!"

"Da Biao, this is ridiculous. We can understand you being wary of the Jia family; your two families are sworn enemies and would never speak to each other again. But what's our relationship? It's not like I'm not going to pay you. Just name your price."

"No, milk isn't anything special. I mean, this kind of pure milk or fresh milk isn't suitable for children to drink directly," Zhang Dabiao patiently explained to him.

"This is for adults; it's high in protein and minerals. Infants and young children shouldn't drink this; their digestive and kidney functions aren't fully developed, so it will cause diarrhea and malnutrition!"

"You're doing this out of kindness to help someone, but what if they have health problems after drinking it?"

"Infants and young children need to drink breast milk or formula, and you need to buy special formula."

Zhang Dabiao had seen similar news reports before; a young couple had a baby, and the young father bought the baby milk that was—

Feeling incredibly good?!

He even took the plastic bottle of "Shuangwaiwai" (a popular Chinese beverage) to the microwave at the nurses' station to heat it up, which is when the nurse noticed and stopped him.

You might say he doesn't care about the child, but he knows how to heat it up.

You might say he cares about the kids, but he bought them "Shuangwaiwai" (a popular children's drink), and even included a plastic bottle for microwave heating...

That child was also a sinner...

After seeing that news, Zhang Dabiao was finally educated about the difference between formula milk for children and regular milk on the market.

If we give the milk directly to Liu Guangqi and something goes wrong, wouldn't that be harmful to him?

Liu Guangqi frowned: "Is that so?"

"Absolutely. I'm lactose intolerant. Simply put, I can drink one or two cups of milk, but if I drink more, I get diarrhea and can't digest it. Everyone's constitution is different. You can't just feed a child adult-grade milk directly."

"In times when people can't even get enough to eat, you're getting diarrhea from drinking milk? Are you even speaking human language?"

"I'm desperate too! What can I do?"

"What about milk tablets? I saw you made quite a few yesterday, those should be fine, right?"

"That's a snack, it has sugar in it, so it's even worse."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guangqi scratched his head and asked, "What should we do then?"

"Give it to her mother, give the mother some nourishment, and she'll have milk."

If the child can't be given supplements, then give the mother supplements! I really didn't curse anyone this time!