Gray streets, mottled old city walls, and alleys that connected the north and south to the courtyard houses could be heard from time to time.
Everything was filled with the thriving aura of this era.
This was Ping Jing in the 1960s.
Yu Cheng was walking in the alley with a group of people with solemn expressions.
When he woke up half a year ago, he found that he had arrived in this era and had changed his body.
The new identity had the same name as him and was only fifteen years old.
The Host had lived in the countryside with her grandfather since she was young. Ever since she was sensible, she had never seen her father. Her mother had passed away when she was young.
Until half a year ago, a man in a black tunic suit found them.
He was from the organization.
It turned out that his father was an underground worker. Not long ago, there was news of his death. The last message his father sent to the organization was to find the mother and son.
Grandpa's health was not good to begin with and he passed away not long ago.
Yu Cheng became the orphan of a martyr.
After settling his grandfather's funeral, Yu Cheng followed the members of the organization to Ping Jing.
That morning, the organization's staff took him to Zhengyangmen Street Office. After confirming his residence and food in the capital, the group of people arrived at a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
"Hey, if it isn't Chief Wang. What brings you here today? Is there a solution to the matter I mentioned last time?”
When he arrived at the door, a man who looked skinny and refined, pushing a bicycle, came out. He looked like a teacher.
Looking at the person who came, Yu Cheng was a little dazed. A few fragments and a familiar and unfamiliar figure suddenly appeared in his memory.
He felt like he had seen this teacher somewhere before.
"I say, Yan Bugui, why did you wake up so late today? Don't you have to go to school?”
"Hehe, how can I? I just got a bicycle yesterday. I don't have to do it so early in the future.”
"A bicycle is a rare item. Are you rich?”
"Look at what you're saying. It's just a second-hand car. It just so happens that the school has issued a ticket.”
"Second-hand bicycles aren't cheap either. They're at least 70 to 80, which is enough for your monthly salary.”
Chief Wang, whose real name was Wang Qiuhong, was the director of the street office here.
Yu Cheng was stunned. When he heard Yan Bugui's name, his memories came back to him."So this is the Love Courtyard. Is this the third master of the courtyard?”
They exchanged a few words, which was considered a greeting.
Under Third Uncle's surprised expression, Chief Wang respectfully welcomed Yu Cheng and the others into the courtyard.
"Who are these people?"
Third Uncle was surprised. Someone who could make Chief Wang have such an attitude was definitely not an ordinary person.
Chief Wang led the way. After passing through the front yard and arriving at the middle yard, Chief Wang introduced the information of the courtyard house while showing them around.
" Leaders, this courtyard house is one of the few good places on our street. There are 20 families living in it. The young comrade wants to live in the east wing room. These two rooms are warm in winter and cool in summer. They are also well preserved..."
"That Yan Bugui and the other two, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, are the three masters of this courtyard house. They were all chosen by the big guy.”
"They usually help us manage some daily chores. Little comrade, you can stay here in the future. If you have any problems, you can look for them.”
"The family directly opposite is the Jia family. Their family head died early, and now the one in charge is his wife, surnamed Qin.”
"The one who lives in the main house is called He Yuzhu. He works in the canteen of the Red Star Rolling Mill. His cooking skills are especially good. Little comrade, you can partner with him in the future.”
" There's also one in the back room. His name is Xu Damao. He's a projectionist at the rolling mill…"
Chief Wang explained everything in detail.
Memories of these people surfaced in Yu Cheng's mind.
"Leader Zhang, what do you think?"
Chief Wang looked at the dignified middle-aged man in a black tunic suit.
Leader Zhang's full name was Zhang Jianming. He was a lieutenant general and was currently the head of the military logistics department of a certain military region.
According to Zhang Jianming, when he was in the most dangerous time, he and the parents of the original author had gone through thick and thin together. They were best friends.
After that, they were separated. Zhang Jianming had been looking for the original owner and her son for so many years.
"Little Cheng, what do you think of this place? Actually, I think it's better for you to stay at Uncle's house.”
"Uncle Zhang, I really don't care where I live. As long as it can shelter me from the wind and rain, I really don't want to trouble you.”
"You brat, what do you mean by causing trouble? But it's good that you can be independent. After all, I can't take care of you all the time.”
Zhang Jianming nodded his head in relief.
In his opinion, Yu Cheng's independent thinking was very correct.
"Alright. By the way, I remember there's an old lady here. Her surname is Qin, right?”
Zhang Jianming looked at Chief Wang.
"Yes, yes. Do you know Leader Zhang?"
"This is an amazing old lady. Back then, my comrades and I received a lot of care from her.”
"How about this, I'll go and greet the old lady. You guys help Little Cheng tidy up the house and gather in fifteen minutes.”
The few people accompanying him were Zhang Jianming's guards.
He had asked them to come together to help Yu Cheng move.
Chief Wang and Zhang Jianming left.
With the help of the guards, Yu Cheng began to clean his new home.
He would be living here for a long time, perhaps for the rest of his life.
These two houses were bought by Zhang Jianming, and the organization had also paid for half of them.
The name of the owner was Yu Cheng. Decades later, these two old houses would cost at least a few million.
"Hmm? Who are you?"
As she was cleaning, a person appeared outside the door. His head was full of fat intestines and his belly was big. When he spoke, the flesh on his face trembled.
"Hello, I just moved here. My name is Yu Cheng.”
"New? Why haven't I heard of him before? I'm Liu Haizhong. The people who live here call me Second Uncle.”
Liu Haizhong said as he sized her up with an unfriendly gaze.
He had coveted these two houses for a long time. He had always wanted to bribe Chief Wang and buy them.
Why did people suddenly move in now?
"Are you staying here temporarily or permanently?”
Yu Cheng sneered in his heart and smiled on the surface."Long-term residence. I've already bought it."
The flesh on the second uncle's face twitched, and his eyes revealed resentment and anger.
However, Yu Cheng did not take it seriously at all.
It would be fine if they did not provoke him. Everyone would live a peaceful life.
If he wanted to sow discord, he was not an ordinary person.
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