Film and Television Time Travel From the Courtyard

Time flies, and time passes quietly for more than half a month.

Apart from going to Tianjin twice to see Qin Huairu who lives alone, Zhang Xiaoshan has been spending time with his little wife.

The escape plan was also being perfected step by step smoothly, and his target of revenge shifted to Yi Zhonghai.

He imagined that after a while, there would be seven or eight blind people in the twenty or so households in the small courtyard house, and he smiled proudly.

Every night he and You Fengxia listened to the news of the dog agent's house, which was considered a little fun between the two of them.

Because this female agent seems to be particularly keen on that kind of thing, she always likes to find some like-minded aunts and daughters-in-law, and after dinner they start talking about things between men and women.

Sometimes he entertained himself in the dead of night. The seductive murmur reminded Zhang Xiaoshan of the only small decoration in Li Fanglan's bedroom, a plate of cucumbers.

After tonight's monitoring is over.

"Husband, why do you think this dog spy is so shameless? She dares to say anything. She always makes such noises when she is alone at night." You Fengxia said with a mocking look on her face, her face flushed.

"A spy is also a human being. Everyone has emotions and desires. She also wants that kind of thing. Wife, are you thinking about it now?"

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled evilly, his eyes seemed to be glowing green, and his hands began to become dishonest.

"Husband, don't...um...come...quickly..."

You Fengxia's gasping sound floated in the hut.

For a long time, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at his beloved wife sleeping beside him, got up and went to the toilet outside the hospital.

I tightened my clothes, it was a bit cold in winter, the courtyard was quiet and peaceful, except for the faint crying from the Jia family.

In the past half month, Jia Zhang and Bang Ge have been living in a life worse than death.

No one was cleaning up the house, and everyone who entered Jia's house had to cover their mouths and noses, making them want to vomit if they smelled it. The two of them basically took care of their urination and defecation at home.

Every morning, an aunt helps empty the toilet. She is hired by the three stewards for 60 cents a month.

No one cooked the food, and Jia Zhang almost set the house on fire several times. While Jia's family was cooking, the children in the courtyard took turns watching her, fearing that she would burn down the house and the fire would spread to the entire courtyard.

People are really adaptable. Now Jia and Zhang can take a small stick and poke it around in the courtyard.

Only Bangge lies in bed all day like a dead person, probably thinking about the glory of stealing the saint.

The Jia family's job was also lost. Jia and Zhang originally thought they could sell their job and get some coffin books. Unexpectedly, the factory fired Qin Huairu for being absent from work without reason, unorganized and undisciplined, and the Jia family's job was also lost.

Because of this incident, Mrs. Jia Zhang hired someone to hold her hand and went to the steel rolling mill to make a fuss. As a result, she was forced to stand at the gate of the factory with a sign hanging for a whole day, so she did not dare to make a fuss.

Of course, You Fengxia wouldn't believe it without Zhang Xiaoshan's push. After all, she was the one who came up with the idea. After hearing about the various feuds between Zhang Xiaoshan and the Jia family, Zhang Xiaoshan was a little frightened by the shady plot of his young wife.

Zhang Xiaoshan also asked her, and her answer was simple: "When I was a nanny, I listened to Li Weimin and his wife plotting this and murdering that all day long. It was easy to understand."

Zhang Xiaoshan's contempt for Li Weimin and his wife is +1, and his hatred is +1. It turns out that the root of his wife's evil talent lies with Li Weimin and his wife.

Some talents cannot be learned by others, but Miss You is born with them.

After returning from the toilet and passing by the middle courtyard, Zhang Xiaoshan had just absorbed Yi Zhonghai's ability points, but was blocked by He Yuyu.

She didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, and after a minute or so, she would return to her room. It had been many days since Zhang Xiaoshan got married.

At first, he wanted to avoid her, but as long as he ran away, He Yuyu would follow Zhang Xiaoshan's house, which made Zhang Xiaoshan and his wife very depressed.

I couldn’t hit him, but I cursed too loudly, and I was afraid that the neighbors would hear me. Who knows how many kinds of gossip would spread the next day.

Now I'm used to it, just watch it, and a piece of meat is indispensable.

Tonight, He Yuyu finally spoke, speaking slowly with determination and full of friendship in his eyes.

"May I?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoshan expressed confusion.

"Being your little wife, Yu Haitang told me. Qin Jingru and Lou Xiao'e are also your little wives. Can you add me as well?" He Yuyu's eyes were full of hope.

"When the spring comes and the flowers bloom the next year, that's when I promise you. Don't ask why, can you wait?"

Zhang Xiaoshan said seriously, with a solemn look on his face.

He Yuyu hesitated, his eyes suddenly lit up, he kissed Zhang Xiaoshan gently on the cheek, and said cheerfully: "I can wait."

She jumped back.

Zhang Xiaoshan wiped the saliva from his face and thought that he had finally fooled this idiot. I will be a son next year and the year after that.

………

The third uncle is in a very good mood today. The eldest daughter-in-law finally got pregnant yesterday, and the Yan family had a special meal of braised pork last night.

It takes more than 20 minutes to go to Hongxing Elementary School where I teach. Because he was in a good mood, the journey to work was like walking on stilts, and he didn't even realize it.

At the school gate, I saw my colleague Teacher Ran Qiuye walking towards me with his head lowered.

Yan Fugui greeted kindly: "Good morning, Teacher Ran."

Ran Qiuye was distracted when he saw this old man

The teacher, who teaches colleagues in the same grade, responded quickly and politely.

"Good morning, Teacher Yan."

"What are you thinking, Teacher Ran? If you are so focused, you can't walk with your head down. It's very dangerous."

Yan Fugui was in a good mood and gave some more advice.

"I was thinking about teaching and didn't pay attention. I will pay attention next time. Thank you Teacher Yan for the reminder."

Ran Qiuye thanked him politely.

In fact, she was thinking about Zhang Xiaoshan. She had been like this these days. As long as she was not busy, she would think of the man who made her miss her day and night.

Yan Fugui waved his hand nonchalantly and walked ahead.

Ran Qiuye remembered that Yan Fugui had mentioned that his eldest son also worked at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, and his heart moved and he quickly chased after him.

"Teacher Yan, your eldest son works at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, right?"

"Yes, he works at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."

Yan Fugui nodded and asked with a smile: "What, Teacher Ran, do you have any relatives who work there?"

"Not a relative."

Ran Qiuye was in a daze and murmured: "I want to ask you about someone. Have you heard that the engineer of the steel rolling mill is named Zhang Xiaoshan?"

When I think of this name and say it, I feel so uncomfortable that I feel like I can't breathe.

I want to go to the library and see him, but I hope he's not here.

I want to forget him, but I can't.

I feel conflicted and complicated, and I don’t know what to do.

For more than a month, Ran Qiuye didn't know how he survived.

Ever since that farewell, she had been wondering if this was the right thing to do.

I have thought about it now, after thinking about it for so long.

She no longer cares about whether it's true love or whether she really likes her.

What I know is that I really like the feeling of being with Zhang Xiaoshan, and the thoughts I miss every minute and every second are not fake.

But she knew better that what her mother said was right.

She cares about her identity as a worker and her level of education. She doesn't want to or doesn't want to, and she looks down on the person who holds her life's hands, pointing, commenting, and scorning. She cares about these things, she cares so much.

Because everything her mother said was right and the truth, she had always thought so since she was a child.

Because this is her life, her parents' life, and these people are in the same circle.

No matter how much I miss him, no matter how much I miss him, I cannot and cannot marry him.

She wanted to forget him. She knew it was difficult, but she still wanted to forget him.

Because if you don’t forget, what can you do?

I saw Teacher Yan. I just want to know, I just want to know what happened to that person.

"Mistress." Teacher Yan smiled, with a little pride on his face.

"If you ask me about other people, I may not know them. If they are mistresses, then I know them very well."

"He is a capable person. Everyone in the rolling mill and surrounding streets knows him. He is a fifth-level engineer and a winner of the first- and fifth-level medals. He has also made significant contributions to Kujia. I heard that he was also awarded the award by the Academy of Sciences. Received the title of Honorary Academician.”

"We live in a courtyard house and have a very good relationship..."

Yan Fugui was a bit showy, as if he was proud of himself.

Ran Qiuye fell into a trance again.

What he said is true. Those honors and his identity, let alone the three members of his own family, no one in the surrounding circle has such honor.

There is no comparison at all between the status of a college student and a teacher.

Doesn't it mean that his identity has changed, his mother and father will no longer object, and he will no longer care about the eyes of others in the circle, Ran Qiuye thought excitedly.

Ran Qiuye felt annoyed, but also had infinite hope.

Annoyed, I didn't say anything at the beginning. Annoyed, I only wanted to escape and never thought of truly facing it.

But hope is still there, it's not too late, now I can be with him, I can miss him, I can go see him.

Ran Qiuye was excited and looked forward to it.

Thinking of Yan Fugui saying that Zhang Xiaoshan and he lived in the same courtyard and had a good relationship, she couldn't help but interrupt him and asked:

"Teacher Yan, how is Zhang Xiaoshan doing now?"

"He's fine."

Yan Fugui looked at Ran Qiuye with some confusion and said strangely:

"By the way, Teacher Ran, I forgot to ask, why are you asking about Mistress?"

"Someone introduced the person to my friend, this Zhang Xiaoshan. She knew that I was a teacher here and asked me to help find out what I am like."

Ran Qiuye's face turned slightly red as she explained that she was too embarrassed to say that that person was herself.

"So that's it."

Yan Fugui was stunned and shook his head in a funny way.

"This introducer is too unreliable. Zhang Xiaoshan has been married a long time ago. When was he introduced? The news is too out of date."

"Married, really married?"

Ran Qiuye's face turned pale, and she subconsciously tightened her clothes, feeling a little out of breath.

"Of course, we'll get married on October 2nd or 3rd!"

Yan Fugui saw something wrong with her face and asked with concern: "Teacher Ran, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ran Qiuye shook his head in a daze.

I was so looking forward to it just now, but now I feel so uncomfortable.

The 2nd and 3rd were the days we got married. What he said before leaving was true.

Why, why can't we wait any longer.

Ran Qiuye thought deeply and went to Zhang Xiaoshan to ask why this was happening.

Did you forget it so quickly?

Have you forgotten that you wanted to marry me, the passion of that night, and that a girl gave you her most precious virginity?

Why get married so soon?

Have you ever liked me or loved me?

Just asking, asking.

Ran Qiuye only felt pain in her heart.

She remembered that she was the one who said to calm down.

It was she who chose to retreat.

She added a deadline, I don't know.

Sadness, regret, confusion, all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

this moment.

Ran Qiuye felt like she had completely lost something, and was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.