Chapter 81: Arrangements

Right now, it is still a matter of people trading heart for heart, and the people in the Siheyuan are all old neighbors who have lived together for several years, knowing each other's roots and bottoms, and they will all lend a hand when something happens.

But Zhang Ping'an estimates that this Siheyuan will be fully occupied within two years, and at that time, with many people and mixed eyes, the courtyard will likely become chaotic, at least not as harmonious as it is now, especially during the three special years seven years from now.

However, the current Yi Zhonghai is wholeheartedly devoted to his family and work, so perhaps those messy things won't happen.

This evening, when Zhang Ping'an returned, he met Xu Fugui and his son, who had also just returned from a screening, at the courtyard gate.

"Uncle Zhang, come, these are some chestnuts and mushrooms given to us by the village to thank us for showing the movie; take them home to make soup."

Xu Damao was full of spring breeze and pride; he had spent this month in leisure and comfort, and apart from the fatigue of traveling, everything else was great.

Xu Damao really had some talent for projection; after learning from his father for over a month and his previous summer vacation experience, he had basically mastered the essentials and could start projecting next time.

Moreover, every time they arrived at a village, the Brigade Headquarters would almost always serve them good wine and food, and it was fortunate that the two of them had to travel long distances every day, otherwise they would have really started to get fat.

Xu Damao had just gone through this supplementation and practice, and his body had become increasingly sturdy, making the young girls in the village look at him with glowing eyes.

Especially after learning that he was the son of a Projectionist and also a Worker, every time he arrived at a village, the villagers would almost subconsciously introduce potential partners to Xu Damao.

Fortunately, with Lao Xu there, he blocked them all back and strictly warned his son not to mess around.

Xu Fugui himself had lost his virginity early, which led to him being not very old now but feeling powerless in some matters, otherwise, Xu Damao might have had an extra younger brother or sister.

Therefore, Xu Fugui now watches Xu Damao very strictly and almost never lets Xu Damao leave his sight while projecting in the countryside.

Xu Fugui knows that the current Xu Damao is at an age where he is curious about matters between men and women, and it can be considered a hot-blooded age; Xu Damao is the only seedling of his Xu Family House, so he cannot mess around at this age.

His Xu Family House still has to rely on Xu Damao to branch out and spread leaves, and the village girls have little experience; although his Xu Family House is not some high-ranking family, he must at least marry a city person.

Xu Fugui held such thoughts and rejected all the potential partners introduced by the villagers, and Xu Damao was not interested in this matter either, perhaps because he was addicted to fighting at school and felt that women affected his speed of drawing his sword.

Xu Fugui was very gratified to see his son's attitude; at least he didn't have to worry in the short term.

"Ping'an, accept it; you have taken good care of Damao in the past, and now that he is working, let him repay you a little."

"Hahaha, that works, thank you, Damao."

In fact, giving gifts is normal in any era; villagers giving gifts to the Xu father and son is nothing more than hoping they can show one more movie or come to their village more often.

Entertainment activities in this era can be said to be scarce, and things like televisions and radios won't be popularized until the seventies or eighties, so the only entertainment activity at night is making babies, which has almost become the most common thing for every household.

And whenever a village shows a movie, the surrounding villages will hear the news and rush over; that kind of grand occasion is not something that a mere movie theater can compare to now.

The public's welcome for movies also allowed the Projectionist to rank among the Eight Great Members.

"Hehe," not knowing if he was infected by Shazhu or what, Damao also revealed a silly smile when he saw Zhang Ping'an accept it.

Xu Damao is not stupid; on the contrary, he is very smart, especially now that he is working, and he knows the difficulty of earning money. He had saved three or four million by fishing with Zhang Ping'an before, which is nearly two years of his current salary, showing how much of a bargain he got, although he spent half of it on Medicinal Wine.

At the same time, Xu Damao also learned social sophistication and reciprocity from his father; compared to Zhang Ping'an, he couldn't compete in earning ability, so he would interact with sincerity.

Does Zhang Ping'an care about those little things of his? That is certainly not the case; it is Xu Damao's heart, and Xu Damao understands this point, which is why he showed a silly smile when he saw Zhang Ping'an accept the items.

Zhang Ping'an didn't pay much attention to this little episode, but he did indeed feel that Xu Damao had changed; although he was no longer the pure youth he once was, he could also feel the goodwill of the Xu Fugui father and son.

Society really tempers people; the moment you step out of the school gate, there is no going back. No one will indulge your previous innocence and naivety; if you don't adapt to it, it will beat you until you adapt.

Returning to the courtyard, Zhang Ping'an simply made dinner; now he is the only one in this courtyard, and without a fan, he spends most of his time in the space during the summer.

Previously, Zhang Xiaohua had also asked him to go to her house for dinner, but Zhang Ping'an refused; it's fine to gather every few days, but how could he go every day? Besides, it's not like he doesn't have a home here, and mainly, Lao Jia's burden is not light now.

Now Zhang Ping'an only needs to lock the Yueliangmen of the east wing, and the whole world is his; then he can do whatever he wants.

Time flies like an arrow, and in a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year again. The fourth sister, Zhang Lanhua, also had her own love; it was none other than Wang Weiguo's son, Wang Zhiyong.

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence; Zhang Ping'an had already handed over the stocking channels to the fourth sister half a year ago. In November, she went to stock up in broad daylight, but who knew she would encounter five thugs on the way. Seeing Zhang Lanhua alone and pedaling a tricycle, looking like she was carrying a lot of good things, they had evil intentions in their hearts.

Fortunately, Zhang Lanhua had seen Zhang Ping'an practicing martial arts early in the morning and had followed along for more than half a year, and after that, she basically exercised early every morning. Plus, she had been eating Space Ingredients, so dealing with two or three people was still easy, but this time there were five, and they had weapons in their hands.

"Girl, want to play with us brothers? I see you're sweating all over from exhaustion; we brothers will help you wipe your sweat." As he spoke, he reached out to touch Zhang Lanhua's face.

Who knew Zhang Lanhua would directly pick up the steel pipe on the tricycle and swing it down; the "crack" sound of a bone breaking startled the other four, and the thug who reached out let out a pig-like scream.

"You guys go for me, beat this bitch to death; whoever knocks her down gets the first shot."

The four guys' eyes lit up when they heard their boss's words; usually, they at most drank some soup, but this time they were going to be the first, mainly because Zhang Lanhua was so beautiful.

One by one, they took out bicycle chains, long locks, and steel pipes from their bosoms, instantly surrounding Zhang Lanhua. Zhang Lanhua was panicked at this moment, but more than that, she was resolute.

"Don't come over, you are breaking the law; the Police Station is not far from here."

"Damn it, you hit me and still say I'm committing a crime? If I don't fuck you to death today, my name isn't Wang Er'ma."

"Help, help!" Zhang Lanhua shouted desperately at the top of her lungs, and the steel pipe in her hand kept waving; for a moment, the few thugs really couldn't get close.

"Damn it, you losers, hurry up!"

The leading boss was also anxious; this was broad daylight, and although it was deep in the alley, it was inevitable that someone would pass by. In this day and age, there is no lack of people who are brave enough to do what is right.

"What are you doing? Daring to be like this in broad daylight, put down your weapons!" Wang Zhiyong, in a dark green Public Security Uniform, approached with a gun.

The few thugs didn't expect to be so unlucky; they had just come out of losing at cards and wanted to go straight home, but they got horny when they met a girl on the way. Who would have thought they would run into Public Security before they could succeed? Without thinking, they threw down their tools and ran away.

"Bang!" A gunshot directly put a immobilization spell on the few thugs.

"Don't, don't shoot!"