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

The rain has gone ahead, so I have to remind everyone about that painting—it depicts a loved one from a dream, not a lover, or it would be quite a joke.

After Mu Wanqing arrived at the backyard of No. 95, the laughter subsided a bit, after all, her and her mother's identities were rather awkward.

But Mu Wanqing seemed to be used to it and didn't take it seriously.

But when Mu Wanqing saw what they were eating, she was stunned—even a landlord's family couldn't live like this, could they?

Not to mention hot pot, there are also all sorts of meatballs, sliced ​​meat, cured meat, grilled sausages, grilled fish, grilled chicken, noodles... that I've never seen before.

Fruit too??

Where did you get fresh fruit in the dead of winter? Such huge grapes!

There's also milk, and hot fruit juice, and...

Mu Wanqing's eyes were glazed over; she couldn't see anything, she couldn't see anything at all!

Her eyes went unfocused, darting wildly left and right for a moment; her mind was practically blank!

Mu Wanqing, who had been so domineering and bossy, suddenly didn't know how to walk. She instinctively felt that she shouldn't be there and that she didn't deserve to eat such a luxurious meal.

He Yushui and Xu Xiaoling pressed her down onto the stool: "Don't worry about it, you'll get used to it after a few more times."

"Brother Da Biao always treats people to meals this extravagantly."

"How many times? Every time? Isn't Grandpa Zhang a warehouse manager? His family isn't well-off either. How many times does he host this kind of banquet?"

"Brother Da Biao is currently a temporary purchasing agent at Brother Guang Qi's factory. He's very capable, so you can eat without worry."

"..."

Purchasing agent? Even the factory manager can't be this arrogant, can he?

However, seeing everyone eating and chatting casually, Mu Wanqing decided to follow suit. If you're not afraid, why should I be?

During the event, the group also showed Mu Wanqing the painting that Zhang Dabiao had drawn. Mu Wanqing was amazed by the painting skills.

Just as Liu Guangqi said, the resemblance is not in form, but in spirit; it is not her.

Of course, since this was their first time meeting for dinner, even if Zhang Dabiao had many questions, he couldn't ask them in front of so many people, so they just chatted about interesting things in their lives.

For example, how Zhang Dabiao suddenly recovered, what day it is today, and why he is so extravagant in treating everyone to a meal.

Upon learning that Zhang Dabiao had tormented everyone in the courtyard, Teacher Yan almost lost her job, Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he vomited blood and was hospitalized, the deaf old lady's stomach problems flared up from cravings and she was hospitalized, Jia Zhangshi was sent to a labor camp, Qin Huairu lost her family, Qin Jingru was used to pay off debts, Sha Zhu and Yu Shui were separated, Xu Damao's wife was gone, and Liu Guangqi couldn't escape, as well as the affairs of Yan Jiecheng and others...

Mu Wanqing was stunned. It's only been a few days!

That's a lot of trouble!

Moreover, Yu Shui, the Yan brothers, Xu Damao, and Liu Guangqi were all at the table. How could they eat and drink together like that?

Immediately, their wariness of Zhang Dabiao increased even more.

This idiot is too wicked!

Zhang Dabiao was on the verge of tears.

When they left, the girls insisted on packing up extra leftovers for Mu Wanqing to take home, but Zhang Dabiao refused to accept the cornmeal and food coupons she had brought.

I was treating you to a meal, and moreover, it was to thank you for reporting me to the police. How could I accept grain and grain coupons?

That's impossible.

They half-heartedly escorted Mu Wanqing back to Courtyard No. 97, saying they could ask her anything later, as there was still plenty of time.

Was Mu Wanqing really the grandmother of the girl from the future?

That's hard to say for sure—because Zhang Dabiao wouldn't ask his girlfriend Sun Xiaojing that many questions.

When the two were dating, the most they would ask about her family was her future in-laws: what her father did, which unit he worked for, and what his hobbies were. He himself had only told her that his grandfather used to be a soldier and later became the brigade secretary; he didn't really remember much about the other older generation.

Later, Sun Xiaojing, the girlfriend, said relatively little about her maternal grandmother—she seemed to have mentioned that her mother was adopted by her maternal grandmother.

And that's it.

I have no idea whether my hometown is in Beijing or what my occupation is.

When he started dating Sun Xiaojing, Sun Xiaojing's maternal grandmother, Mu Wanqing, had already passed away. As for her maternal grandfather? He had never heard of him.

After washing up and getting ready, Zhang Dabiao went to bed. He had important things to do tomorrow.

During Monday's flag-raising ceremony, Bang Geng, a first-grader, had to go up to the podium to read a self-criticism!

This is a big deal!

Yan Bugui also has to go on stage and make a public apology! In front of the entire school!

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Zhang Dabiao got up early in the morning, first went to see Yan Bugui sweeping the streets, and then went to the school. But—because of his height, he was unable to get a good position in the formation. It was a pity that he couldn't take out his phone to record a video. Otherwise, it would be so memorable to release it in a few years!

Seeing his worried expression, art teacher Fan Weiming ran over to ask him what was wrong and inquired about the condition of his hand.

Upon learning that the sensation in his fingers was "recovering," Fan Weiming was relieved and then scolded Yan Bugui again.

Upon learning that Zhang Dabiao wanted to record this exciting moment, he chuckled slyly.

"Da Biao, you should have come to me about this!"

"what?"

"I have a camera!"

Then, after the flag-raising ceremony, the art teacher took Zhang Dabiao to a suitable spot in front of the podium. The teacher then taught Zhang Dabiao how to use a Shanghai 58-II camera to take several pictures of Bang Geng, who was reading his prepared text with a pouty face, and Yan Bugui, who looked utterly aggrieved.

That's like killing someone by breaking their spirit!

Bang Geng didn't understand, but Yan Bugui knew exactly what Zhang Dabiao was up to!

If anyone has any conflict with him in the yard from now on, or if anyone disagrees with what he says, a photo will be thrown in his face, and Yan Bugui will immediately have to go back to his house and hide. He can't afford to lose face like that!

The school leaders didn't stop them. Not to mention that Zhang Dabiao was a victim of theft and corporal punishment by Yan Bugui, the father of the art teacher Fan Weiming was a leader in the Education Bureau, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

It's just a photo to "remember" the occasion, let them have their fun.

Zhang Dabiao later learned that the "Shanghai 58-II" rangefinder camera, hailed as China's Leica, was successfully developed and put into production by the Shanghai Camera Factory in 1959. It was a precise imitation of the German Leica IIIb camera, with exquisite craftsmanship, representing the pinnacle of China's camera industry at the time, and a "luxury item" that only high-ranking officials, important units (such as newspapers and research institutions), and a few wealthy families could own.

Cameras were not ordinary commodities; they were mainly purchased with tickets or foreign exchange certificates at the remittance counters in department stores or Friendship Stores.

The price of a Shanghai 58-II is about 400-600 yuan, which is equivalent to more than a year's salary for an average worker.

Cameras are primarily used as promotional tools and for work purposes; it is extremely rare for them to be privately owned and used for entertainment.

So—Fan Mingwei, this art teacher, is really something else!

Moreover, it was Fan Mingwei who caused the incident to be reported to the Education Bureau last time. He even knocked out Yan Bugui to help him get revenge. This guy is really good to me. Recently, I have been passing on my unorthodox sketching techniques to him whenever I have free time!

Zhang Dabiao brought a lunchbox at noon, but it wasn't as ostentatious as usual. It contained some cornbread and some meatballs from yesterday's hot pot, a simple meal that didn't attract anyone's attention.

Shortly after finishing his meal, Liu Guangqi went to the school to find him.

"Da Biao, ask for leave and come with me!"

"Things are looking promising!"