1965.
Winter.
Beijing Siheyuan.
Yan Huasheng looked around at the old houses that were filled with the aura of the old era, and his mood was very complicated.
When he stayed up late in the middle of the night to watch " Birds in the Siheyuan," he was so angry that he was scolded by the netizens for the whole night.
He didn't have to transmigrate to the Siheyuan, right?
Looking at the young face in the mirror, Yan Huasheng was sure that he had really transmigrated and became the youngest son of the third master of the Siheyuan, Yan Jiekuang.
Although he had transmigrated from a middle-aged man to a 14-year-old boy, it seemed like he had earned more than ten years.
However, this was a courtyard house full of birds. Living here would probably not allow them to live a peaceful life.
Fortunately, he still had benefits after transmigrating.
With a thought, a translucent blue screen appeared in front of Yan Jiekuang. There were two flashing icons on it.
This was the system he had transmigrated to.
He had also figured out the functions of the system. Other than the system backpack, there was also a lottery wheel.
The roulette required rage points.
To put it simply, he could use any means to make the people of the Siheyuan angry at him, and he would be able to obtain anger points.
The angrier he was, the higher the rage points he would receive. Once he accumulated 100 rage points, he would be able to draw a prize.
Putting away the system, Yan Jiekuang looked at the mottled old walls again and muttered to himself.
"The days in this era are not good. I have to think of a way to improve my life.”
In the 1960s, the conditions in the country were harsh. Every household could hardly eat a good meal. Basically, it was coarse grain and cornbread with porridge.
Yan Jiekuang didn't want to live such a miserable life. He had to think of a way to improve his life.
Thinking of this, Yan Jiekuang went out.
It was a little cold outside. Yan Jiekuang hid his hands in the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket and walked aimlessly in the alley outside the courtyard, thinking about how he could improve his life in the future.
It was the weekend. Although the factory was working, the school was on holiday. Children playing with pebbles could be seen everywhere on the roadside.
Yan Jiekuang walked along the alley to the factory and saw a familiar figure.
"Yo, isn't that kid awesome?”
Behind a few cement pipes, a half-grown boy with a watermelon head was roasting chicken on a simple fire.
It was the eldest son of Qin Huairu's family.
"This chicken must have been stolen from Xu Damao. He's really used to stealing chickens and dogs since he was young.”
Yan Jiekuang's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the roasted chicken.
Why don't we snatch the roast chicken? In any case, the chicken was stolen by the stick stalk. The origin was unknown, so he did not dare to say anything after snatching the stick stalk.
Seeing that the chicken was almost done roasting, Yan Jiekuang did not hesitate and decided to start.
In order to avoid trouble, he even picked up a smelly sack from the nearby garbage dump.
When the time came, he would put the sack on the stick's head. He would not know who did it even if he snatched it.
He did as he thought.
Yan Jiekuang picked up a corner of the gunny sack. When the stick was bending over to dig for firewood, he put the gunny sack over his head, covering the stick from top to bottom.
This sack might have been filled with pig manure before, and the stench inside was very strong.
Yan Jiekuang was still worried after putting on the gunnysack, so he kicked the thug's back hard, causing him to fall flat on his face.
Yan Jiekuang grabbed the roast chicken and soy sauce on the fire and ran away.
"Who is it?"
The stick was suddenly put in a gunny sack and kicked to the ground. He panicked.
When he came to his senses, he realized that the sack was covered in pig manure. It was so smelly that he retched on the spot and almost suffocated.
When he finally opened the sack and looked for someone with a furious look, he found that there was no one around.
His chicken and soy sauce were gone!
" Who's there?!"
" Who stole my chicken!!!"
The stick was so angry that he roared. His face was red from anger as he glared at his surroundings.
However, there was no one around. Yan Jiekuang had already snatched his chicken and ran away.
"Hey, this idiot."
In a narrow and winding alley, Yan Jiekuang heard the angry roar of the stick from afar. The corners of his mouth curled up in joy.
After snatching the chicken, he ran away. Now, he had run far away. The stick could only look at the empty fire rack and be unable to rage.
"Stinky chicken thief, don't let me catch you!”
"If I find out who did it, I'll definitely beat you to death!!”
Not only was the chicken that she had roasted with great difficulty snatched away, but it was also covered in a pig manure sack, and her face was covered in pig manure.
The stick was so angry that his eyes were red. He hated the person who snatched the chicken to the bone.
……
At this moment.
In an empty, dilapidated courtyard, Yan Jiekuang was eating roast chicken with relish.
At the same time, he looked at the system notifications that kept popping up in his mind and was extremely happy.
Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Rage Points from the Awesome Story X86.
Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Rage Points from the Awesome Thing X92.
Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Rage Points from the Awesome Story X94.
……
After snatching the Chicken Stick, Yan Jiekuang noticed that the system had popped up a lot of Rage Points notifications from the Chicken Stick.
What a good person!
Not only did she send him roast chicken, but she also provided him with so many rage points.
It looked like he could draw ten times in a row!
By the time he finished the chicken in his hand, his Rage Points had successfully risen to 1060 points.
Yan Jiekuang didn't hesitate. He spun the wheel and chose ten consecutive draws.
Ding! Ten lucky draws. Congratulations to the host for obtaining eggs X2, chocolate X2, biscuits X1, 2 yuan, soy milk X1, milk candy X2.
……
After a series of notifications, ten items instantly appeared in the System Backpack.
Although they were all biscuits, chocolates, and other small things, they were just snacks for children in his era.
However, in the bitter 1960s, these were extremely precious. Ordinary people were not willing to buy them at all.
Yan Jiekuang had just finished the whole chicken when he felt a little choked. He took out the bottle of soy milk from his backpack and gulped it down in one go.
"Burp ~ It feels good."
Yan Jiekuang burped, his expression relaxed.
Then, she peeled a toffee and threw it into her mouth to chew. Then, she strode out of the alley.
It was time to go home after eating and drinking.
……
"Brother, I called Huai Hua over. Is the chicken ready?”
Outside the factory, the stick was still looking for the thief.
At this moment, two small figures ran over from afar. It was Little Dang who had brought the locust flowers over.
"Eh? Brother, you stink."
Smelling the disgusting smell of pig manure on the stick, Little Dang immediately pinched his nose and ran away.
"Brother, stinky ~" Huai Hua also imitated her sister and covered her nose with her two small hands.
"Little Dang! Our chicken has been stolen!"
The stick guy didn't care about the stench on his body at all. His eyes were red and his mind was filled with catching the person who stole his chicken.
Damned chicken thief, don't let me find out!!
At this moment, the stick guy suddenly saw Yan Jiekuang walking out from an alley in the distance.
……
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