The mottled old tree walls, the grayish white streets, and the courtyard houses embedded in the city were all filled with the aura of the times and history.
This was the Jade Capital in 1960.
A month ago, Yang Chen had inexplicably transmigrated in his sleep. After waking up, he found that he had changed his body.
The new body had the same name as Yang Chen and had just turned 15 years old this year.
The Host grew up with her grandmother in the countryside. Her parents had mysterious jobs and were away from home all year round. It was not until a month ago, when both her parents died in the line of duty, that the original owner found out that they were all underground intelligence agents.
Because she couldn't take the blow and was plagued by illness, the original owner's grandmother passed away soon after.
Therefore, Yang Chen's current identity was the orphan of a martyr.
After handling the funeral, Yang Chen followed the logistics leader of a military region to the Jade Capital.
This morning, Yang Chen and his party came to the Zhengyang Gate Street Office. After confirming the relationship between the household registration and food, everyone went to a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
"Hey, hey, I was wondering why there were magpies chirping this morning. It turned out to be Director Liu. Director, I heard that your daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson for you two days ago. Good fellow, he weighs seven pounds. When he grows up, he will definitely be a dragon among men…"
Before anyone had arrived, his voice had arrived first. His face was full of smiles as he spoke, and the fat on his face was trembling non-stop. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha with his stomach full of poop.
Seeing the person, Yang Chen was somewhat absent-minded. A familiar and unfamiliar figure flashed in his memory.
For some reason, Yang Chen always felt that he knew this big fatty in front of him.
"I say, Liu Haizhong, it's not a holiday today. Why aren't you at work?”
"Director, I just wanted to visit your house.”
"Oh, then the sun must have risen from the west. However, we're not related. Why did you go to my house?”
"Look at what you're saying. You're the director of the street office, and I'm a good citizen who abides by the law and discipline. We're neighbors, so we shouldn't move around too much.”
The street office director's masterpiece was Liu Chunhua.
When he heard Liu Chunwen shouting the name 'Liu Haizhong,' a message suddenly appeared in Yang Chen's mind: "This is the Love Courtyard. Is the bangs in front of you the second uncle of the courtyard?”
After a few words of greeting, Director Liu respectfully led Yang Chen's group into the courtyard.
After passing through the front courtyard and arriving at the middle courtyard, Director Liu introduced the relevant information while showing everyone around.
"Leader Wang, there are a total of 25 households in this courtyard house. These two rooms belong to the east wing room. The location is excellent, and the buildings are well-preserved. They are very suitable for daily living…"
"There are currently three elders in the courtyard house. They are all elected by the residents themselves. They usually help our street office deal with some daily chores…"
"The Qin family lives next door, and Xu Damao lives opposite. He Yuzhu lives in the main room. He's a chef and is currently the head chef in the canteen of the rolling mill…If Xiao Chen lives here, she can definitely partner up with He Yuzhu.”
The real name of Leader Wang that Director Liu mentioned was Wang Aiguo. He was a lieutenant general and was currently the head of the logistics department of a certain military region.
According to Wang Aiguo, he and the Host's parents were comrades-in-arms and close friends.
"Xiao Chen, what do you think of this place? If it's not suitable, we'll change places.”
"Uncle Wang, I don't have any requirements for a place to live. As long as it can shelter me from the wind and rain, it's fine.”
"Haha, you're easy to deal with.”
Then, Aiguo Wang asked Director Liu,"Director Liu, I heard that an old mother of a war hero lives in this courtyard house. Is that true?”
"Yes, yes. Leader, do you know that old lady?”
"How about this? I'll go and see the old man. The few of you, help Xiao Chen clean up the house.”
After Wang Aiguo and Director Liu left, Yang Chen also walked into his new home with big and small bags.
These two rooms were invested by Wang Aiguo for Yang Chen, and the name of the owner was also Yang Chen. Thirty years later, this house would be worth at least a few million.
"Cough cough…"
Liu Haizhong sneaked to the door.
"You, what's the matter?"
"Little Chen, right? I'm the second uncle of the Siheyuan. I see that you're still young and should still be in school. Did your parents just transfer to Yujing?”
Seeing that Yang Chen did not reply, Liu Haizhong continued: "Is your family staying here temporarily, or?”
Yang Chen had a mental age of forty years old, and he had long been slick in the world. From the changes in Liu Hai's speech and expression, Yang Chen was able to confirm: "This old fellow must be eyeing the house.”
"Second Uncle, my parents have already sacrificed themselves. My working relationship will soon be transferred to the rolling mill. From now on, this will be my home. Second Uncle, please help me…"
Although Yang Chen didn't want to see Liu Haizhong, he didn't want to hit a smiling person.
" D * mn it, after that damned relationship, the two houses disappeared just like that. I even wasted a day. I'm so angry…"
Feeling the resentment and anger in Liu Haizhong's eyes, Yang Chen still did not take it seriously.
Even if he had power, so what?
If they didn't provoke Yang Chen, then it would be good for everyone. On the contrary, Yang Chen had no lack of means to clean up people.
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