Beijing.
In the sixties,
Red Star Rolling Mill.
The bell rang.
Wang Fujing, dressed in blue, walked out of the workshop with a lunch box.
It was snowing heavily outside.
Wang Fujing hummed a tune.
Passing the wall with the red slogan and the porcelain painting,
Wang Fujing let out a long breath. In the blink of an eye, eight years had passed.
Eight years ago, he transmigrated here and awakened the check-in system.
Dressed like a troublemaker.
His parents, who had been assisting him in the construction, had died in the beginning, and he was specially recruited into the rolling mill.
He had taken the youngest Grade 8 Welder of the Rolling Mill as his teacher.
Their family had a 50-square-meter house in a courtyard house.
It was only a dozen minutes 'walk from the rolling mill.
This was a three-door courtyard house.
It was divided into three courtyards: front, middle, and back.
There were more than 20 families living in the courtyard, and each courtyard chose a master.
In the front yard lived the third uncle, Yan Bugui, a teacher at Red Star Primary School.
The family of six depended on his salary alone, so he was very calculative.
Yi Zhonghai lived in the middle courtyard. He was a seventh-grade fitter in the rolling mill.
He had no children and was always thinking about who would take care of him in his old age.
In the backyard lived Second Uncle Liu Haizhong, a level-six fitter in the rolling mill.
The three sons favored the eldest son and liked to speak at meetings. He was an official fan.
Wang Fujing lived in the backyard. He was neighbors with the Deaf Old Lady and Xu Damao, and he lived opposite Second Uncle's house.
Today was the winter solstice of the twenty-four solar terms. According to the old rules, dumplings should be made to fill the ears.
Master gave Wang Fujing two catties of meat to improve his life.
Wang Fujing carried the meat over the threshold of the courtyard and saw a woman in blue overalls standing by the sink washing clothes.
The woman was in her early 20s and looked especially feminine.
Her figure was graceful and charming, making people want to take another look.
The woman's name was Qin Huairu, and she was Wang Fujing's childhood sweetheart.
Eight years ago, she wanted to break off the engagement with Wang Fujing because of the betrothal gift.
However, he was divorced by Wang Fujing.
She was so angry that she married Jia Dongxu, who offered a higher price.
The Jia family learned of this matter and wanted to drive him out of the courtyard.
Wang Fujing had swindled all the birds in the courtyard house overnight.
The birds were so frightened that they took the initiative to leave him in the courtyard house.
The birds had many meetings to discuss how to drive him out of the courtyard house.
Every time he was chased away, he would scam the birds in the courtyard.
Until he was completely alienated by the birds.
Half a year ago, the Jia father and son were both dead and crippled.
The Jia family's days had plummeted and it was very difficult.
The three elders had held three fund-raising events in the courtyard.
In the entire Siheyuan, only Wang Fujing did not donate money once.
Therefore, the Jia family hated him even more.
The Jia Zhangs went around ruining his reputation.
Just as Wang Fujing was passing through the middle court,
Qin Huairu blocked his path.
She stared at Wang Fujing with bloodshot eyes.
"Wang Fujing, can you lend me five yuan?”
"There's really nothing left at home.”
"We've known each other for so many years.”
"You were the one who didn't want me back then."
"Don't tell me you won't even lend me five yuan?”
Wang Fujing glanced at Qin Huairu, who was pretending to be pitiful.
She didn't know who in the hospital had gotten jealous first.
In just one night, the news had actually made everyone in the entire hospital red-eyed.
Five yuan? She really dared to speak.
One had to know that in this era where resources were scarce,
Five yuan was a month's worth of food for the two of them.
At this moment, he could make three sets of new clothes with one yuan.
Vegetables cost two cents per catty. Eggs were five cents each, white flour was seven cents per catty, pork was 68 cents per catty…
Qin Huairu opened her mouth and wanted to borrow five yuan from him.
She really dared to speak.
Wang Fujing ignored the jealous Qin Huiru.
He was also blocked by Silly Zhu, who had the same red eye disease.
"Wang Fujing, you're too heartless.”
"You earn so much money in a month. Would it kill you to lend Sister Qin five yuan?”
Wang Fujing looked at Shazhu.
"Silly Zhu, I won't stop you if you want to be a good person, but what right do you have to teach me how to do things?”
"Since you're so good, why don't you give her all your salary?”
Silly Pillar was speechless.
Wang Fujing knocked away Silly Zhu and walked into the backyard.
……
It was still snowing heavily in the courtyard.
Jia Zhangshi, who had red eyes, sat in the room and guarded the stove.
He perked up his ears to listen to the commotion outside.
Shazhu returned to her room sulkily.
Qin Huairu returned to the sink to wash her clothes.
When she thought of the pork in Wang Fujing's hands, she felt upset.
Don't you regret it?
Actually, she had regretted it a long time ago.
She regretted marrying Jia Dongxu for money.
He regretted even more that he had worked with the Jia family to ostracize Wang Fujing.
Since half a year ago, Jia Dongxu and his son had been dead and crippled.
Qin Huiru's life was getting worse by the day.
Working in the factory during the day,
After work, she still had to do the laundry, cook, and look after the children.
Jia Zhangshi, who valued sons over daughters, only doted on her grandchildren, not her granddaughters.
Jia Dongxu, who had lost a leg and an arm, was only thinking about eating and waiting for death.
He had never cared about the three children.
She had long regretted it now.
The Jia family was now covered in chicken feathers every day.
……
Wang Fujing carried the meat into the backyard.
When he got home, he took off his felt hat and shook off the snow on it.
Then, he stewed the meat his master had given him.
Chop the stuffing, roll the dough, wrap the dumplings, and patch the ears.
Then, he stood by the furnace and read a welding book.
If he passed the exam next month, he would be promoted to a fifth grade welder.
By then, his salary would break through 60 yuan.
Wang Fujing was reading a book while munching on melon seeds. His life was as carefree as it could be.
Back then, when his parents sacrificed their lives to help him, Qin Huiru wanted to break off the engagement with him, but he decisively divorced her.
The birds wanted him to move out of the courtyard house to the countryside.
He tricked all the birds in the courtyard house, forcing them to take the initiative to keep him.
He didn't expect the birds to set up a trap and accuse him of being a hooligan.
Because of this, he had lost a lot of money.
Fortunately, Wang Fujing, who had transmigrated, had returned.
Not only was he specially recruited by the rolling mill,
He even acknowledged the most capable master in the rolling mill.
In eight years, he went from an apprentice to a level four welder.
As of this month's salary, his wife had just reached four figures.
Work hard and save money,
There was more and more hope for the days to come.
He was just short of finding a good wife and a loving mother to warm his bed.
Who should he marry?
Yu Li? Yu Haitang? Qin Jingru? Lou Xiao'e? Ran Qiuye? What rain? Or…
Just as he was thinking about who to choose as his wife.
A voice sounded in his ear.
"Ding!"
"The check-in system has been activated."
"The host did not sign in today. Do you want to sign in?”
"The designated place for check-in: Siheyuan.”
The resurrected cheat gave Wang Fujing a fright.
Then, he couldn't help but hum a tune.
It had been eight years.
In these eight years without a cheat,
Wang Fujing had been risking his life to learn his craft.
His goal was to let himself live a good life with his wife and children as soon as possible.
He had been working hard on his welding skills and learning about welding day and night.
He had finally become a Level Four Welder from an apprentice.
He could become a Level Five Welder next month.
In the days when he couldn't count on a cheat,
He had to work hard to live and work hard.
His life was rushing toward the bright road.
Now, the golden finger had resurrected.
This was like adding wings to a tiger!
With the system,
His life would definitely be even more prosperous.
Wang Fujing silently signed in his heart.
"Ding!"
"Sign in successful."
"Reward: 198 gold coins, 10 catties of pork, 10 catties of meat. Ten catties of national food stamps and three bicycle tickets.”
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