Time is like sand, and it can't be grasped.

Wei Ping'an's dress has changed from a line shirt and pants to a cross-strap vest and a long-sleeved cargo coat.

In a few days, I think I will be in the world of half sleeves.

When I got home from work, I saw the third grandfather, Yan Bugui, taking Yan Jiecheng and Yu Lixiao out of the weeping flower gate and walking towards the inverted seat room in the west.

There are three inverted rooms, one is used for sundries, one is used for the cellar in the front yard, and one was originally intended to put each family's briquettes or something, but unfortunately everyone is piled up under the windows of their respective houses, and they are not so big, so they pile up some sundries.

It's been idle.

It seems that Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li have long been cautious, but they don't know how to move Yan Laoxi, who is searching for the buckle.

I was really moved by this house.

Wei Ping'an went to the vegetable market today, went to the pork shop to buy some ribs and goods, and missed the most lively stage in the yard.

So I don't know if Yan Bugui is also touching the scene, so he has to do it.

It's just that it's impossible to say whether you really want to take it or just make it perfunctory.

The backyard is the busiest today.

Focus on the bangs in the middle of the home.

There is no ink on the middle chest of bangs, the temper is not small, and the old couple's thinking is quite traditional.

The eldest son, Liu Guangqi, has had high hopes since he was a child.

It is a candidate for the future pension of the two children.

So much so that he never touched his son, and tried to be a pair of loving parents who doted on his son to meet his son's various requirements......

As for the remaining two, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, well, purely belong to Tiantou.

It is a variety of sandbags in bangs to vent temper tantrums.

But Liu Guangqi rebelled today.

Liu Haizhong and the second aunt felt that the sky of the old Liu family was about to collapse.

The culprit came from the neighbor Xu Damao's house.

A street runner at the beginning, he was a snot baby who followed Liu Guangqi's buttocks, and now because he married Lou Bancheng's daughter, his small life is quite nourishing.

In the eyes of bangs and the second aunt, that is the benchmark.

Expectations.

Today's Xu Damao is Liu Guangqi's life two years later.

At that time, the old couple will also be able to follow the light and enjoy the blessings.

However, it backfired, and Liu Guangqi fell in love.

The other party is a child from a village in Shanxi.

How could the old couple agree to such conditions?

As a result, all kinds of imprisonment, dismemberment, and persecution were ......

Liu Guangqi had never been targeted like this when he was a child, and he suddenly couldn't stand it, and the girl was crying and wanting to go back to her hometown.

Liu Guangqi had an impulse, so he simply opened a letter of introduction and followed the object to Shanxi.

The pension goal that has been cultivated for more than 20 years is determined to fly.

Liu Guangqi, who came back to pack his luggage, was blocked by the bangs of the second uncle who came back.

And then...... Bangs in the home becomes the scene of a car accident.

Yi Zhonghai and the third master Yan Bugui got together to pull the frame, but they couldn't stand the blood gushing in the back of their heads, they didn't listen to anything, and their legs and feet were not heavy.

In the end, Liu Guangqi was called out by a few fellow villagers by the crying object.

The cruel words were also put down, and he regretted it when he calmed down in the bangs, but his good-faced personality made him unable to stand there.

The second aunt cried alone.

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui saw that things had stopped, and they stayed and made trouble, so they went home separately.

Yi Zhonghai's family sighed with an aunt, while Yan Bugui's family was a little passive.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li stared at Yan Bugui directly.

"Dad, Mom, you see that we have been married for a long time, and we have never planned to have a child, so it is really inconvenient to live together......"

Yan Jiecheng's conditions were opened.

And Yan Bugui's mind has always surrounded the sentence of the deaf old lady standing at the door and sighing: Parents are unkind, children are not filial.

As if he was stunned, he was highlighted.

Later, there was a scene where Wei Ping'an bumped into Yan Bugui and took the young couple to see the inverted room.

Come to the front yard.

Wang Haixing's mother-in-law is washing vegetables by the faucet.

Seeing Wei Ping'an come in, he nodded with a smile.

The so-called nodding acquaintance.

Wei Ping'an also smiled back, nodded, passed through the hallway, and returned to the middle courtyard.

Wang Haixing's family lives in the West House.

The living room, which used to receive guests, is divided into two parts, and the doors are facing east and west.

It turned out that the waiting area where the subordinates were waiting was the ear room on both sides, because it was too small, so it was allocated to the east and west rooms, which was counted as one and a half rooms.

Wang Haixing's home is here in Westinghouse.

It is said that the man Wang Haixing works in an electronics factory and has a technical mouth.

has no communication with Wei Ping'an, maintaining a familiar and not close distance.

Intermediate Court.

Jia Dongxu didn't come back, and recently he would gather with a few co-workers to gamble and drink heavily after work.

A few times I came back late and made a fuss, and I woke Wei Ping'an once.

It's annoying.

Wei Ping'an hates the kind of person who can't get drunk and play enough.

He himself drank too much and leaned his neck one second, and fell asleep the next second.

Qin Huairu was washing clothes at the faucet.

This is a very classic and common scene.

In fact, it is not that the Jia family deliberately abused Qin Huairu, but that the clothes of the family are not rich in these years, and they have to be washed as soon as they are dirty, because they have to be worn when they are dry.

As the old saying goes: three years of the new, three years of the old, and another three years of sewing and mending, which is the norm of this era.

The cloth ticket is expensive, and adults are reluctant to buy a dress every year, and the clothes on Qin Huairu's body are still there before she got married.

It took the cloth tickets that his old Wei family had accumulated for a long time.

He Yuzhu is wiping the bicycle for the rain.

The population of the Jia family has not changed, He Yuzhu has not yet turned into a licking dog, and He Yushui is still relatively happy at this time.

At the very least, if you buy a new bicycle for the New Year, although it is a second-hand car repair shop, you can still have enough to eat.

When he came to the door of his yard, Wei Ping'an took out the key to open the door.

He Yushui snorted a few times, but finally lost in his brother's gaze and did not say hello to Brother Wei.

As soon as he pushed the door in, a scream erupted in the backyard.

"Xu Damao, you dare to hit me!"

It was Lou Xiao'e's voice.

Lou Xiao'e married into this courtyard, she has always been a gentle and virtuous image, although she can't cook, and her clothes are taken back to her parents to be washed by a nanny, but she has never lost her temper.

Wei Ping'an shook his head and walked into the courtyard.

Looking back, he wanted to close the door, and the affairs of the various families in this courtyard had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to participate.

There's still a lot of work to do in the yard, so there's no time to take care of this.

In the crack of the door, I saw Xu Damao, who was disheveled, pushing a bicycle and running out, it seemed that the fight was quite fierce, and the buttons of his collar were torn off.

Wei Ping'an's eyes were keen, and he saw that there seemed to be a small strawberry around his neck......

Could it be that this is by going to the countryside to show movies, activating the wild king mode?

Sure enough, it was the fault of inexperience, not to mention that he was caught stealing, but he dared to do it, when Lou Bancheng really couldn't hold a knife during this time period?

He changed into a tank top and shorts, cooked and ate, and then went to the yard to continue his work of renovating the courtyard.

The southeast corner set aside a rectangular open space of 16 square meters, which was used to build a one-bedroom, one-living room and one-bathroom LOFT small building.

But the entrance to the cellar had to be moved, and the small door of the planned cellar was next to the west side of the newly built hut.

And this small door on the ground needs Wei Ping'an to do it himself.

He didn't want anyone else to find out that there was a wide space under the cellar.

Even if it is a slight increase in the probability, it must be resolutely eliminated.

When Wei Ping'an packed up his tools and was about to go back to the house, he heard the voice of an aunt again, and from the conversation, Wei Ping'an understood that the deaf old lady went out to exchange food stamps.

Now the deaf old lady's body is okay, and she can go to the mouth of the alley with a cane.

Besides, she is an old lady, and no one dares to touch her, even if she is not sure whether she is really a martyr's orphan, with this trembling body, few dare to stretch out her hand.

Dare to do it, lie down and show you.

Just ask if you're afraid.

Wei Ping'an absolutely believes that with this old lady's intelligence, she can do anything.

After cleaning up and taking a shower back in the house, Wei Ping'an sat down in front of the desk and began to continue writing.

Last time, "Bright Sword" made him a little addicted.

It's not for the huge manuscript fee, but Wei Ping'an's system reward.

Directly unlocked a sealing skill, which can be regarded as a black technology in the previous life.

This allowed Wei Ping'an to see the dawn of "becoming a god".

He really wanted to draw out the Super Soldier Serum or the Iron Man suit.

This kind of precarious fate, the feeling that life is not under one's control, is very unpleasant.

Keep your head down and keep copying ...... Uh, continue to create literature.

The night is getting deeper, and everyone is busy.