“Damn, I actually got reborn into the courtyard!”
Yang Xuan was busy delivering takeout in Donghai, when he was sent to the courtyard by a female driver, reborn into a young man who had fallen into the water.
“Yang Xuan, are you alright?” A cheerful voice sounded beside Yang Xuan.
“Are you Sha Zhu?” Yang Xuan recognized the adult young man in front of him at a glance.
“Yang Xuan, did you get water in your head? You can't even recognize me?” He Yu Zhu patted Yang Xuan's head.
Yang Xuan was still soaking wet, but most importantly, his mind was still in a daze, filled with many memories of the previous owner, but they hadn't been fully absorbed by Yang Xuan's soul.
But the timeline of the courtyard was clear.
It was still 1965, and the plot of the courtyard was about to begin.
“Sha Zhu, did you steal Xu Da Mao's chicken?” Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
“I'm the head chef of the canteen, do I need to steal food? Besides, Xu Da Mao watches those two big hens he swindled from the village more closely than his wife, Lou Xiao'e, who would dare to steal from his house? You little rascal can't swim, why did you jump into the river? Don't you want to live?” He Yu Zhu asked.
Yang Xuan gave a wry smile: “There was a sudden gust of wind just now, it blew my hat into the river, I used a stick to reach for it, and I accidentally slipped into the water.”
“Hey, you are really stupid, almost lost your life for a green hat.” He Yu Zhu laughed.
“Sha Zhu, don't talk nonsense. It's a green army hat, not a green hat.” Yang Xuan said.
He Yu Zhu didn't dare to speak carelessly, he looked around, thankfully no one was around: “It's a good thing I was right behind you, otherwise you'd be dead by now.”
“Sha Zhu, thank you this time.” Yang Xuan said.
“What's there to thank? We are all from the same courtyard. Besides, we are all revolutionary comrades from the Steel Mill. Are you alright now? Go home quickly, you're all wet, don't get sick.” He Yu Zhu reminded.
In spring, the weather in Kyoto was still cold. Yang Xuan was wearing two pairs of pants and three shirts, with a woolen sweater in the middle.
“Sha Zhu, I'll treat you to a drink later, to thank you for saving my life.” Yang Xuan also felt a little cold, especially when a gust of wind blew, he felt chilly all over.
Reliance on his memory, Yang Xuan returned to his home in the three-entry courtyard at No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, Dongcheng District.
Yang Xuan and his parents lived in the east wing of the front courtyard, right opposite Yan Bu Gui's family.
His previous family only had three members, he was the only child. Actually, he had older brothers and sisters, but in this era, there was a lack of medicine, a disease could easily lead to death. His brothers and sisters passed away at a young age.
It was precisely because of the high risk of death that many families tried to have more children. As the old saying goes, more children, more happiness.
In this era, having many children was also a form of capital.
Don't look at Yan Bu Gui's low salary, he could become the third uncle of the courtyard, besides his identity as an elementary school teacher, having a large family was also a very important factor.
“Yang Xuan, why are you soaked all over?” Zeng Wen Fang was mending shoes in the courtyard, when she saw her drenched son enter the courtyard, she quickly put down her needlework.
Before Yang Xuan could speak, He Yu Zhu's cheerful voice had already sounded: “He fell into the river, if I hadn't happened to be passing by, he would have been dead.”
“Sha Zhu, thank you!” Zeng Wen Fang quickly thanked He Yu Zhu and rushed into the house to find clothes for Yang Xuan.
“We are neighbors in the same courtyard, it's only natural!” He Yu Zhu finished and walked towards the middle courtyard with his hands behind his back.
Yang Xuan was already shivering from the cold, after taking off his wet clothes, he dried them and got into bed.
“What happened? How could you fall into the river?” Zeng Wen Fang placed the clothes on Yang Xuan's bed.
Yang Xuan smiled: “My hat was blown into the river by the wind, it was just by the edge, I used a branch to reach for it, I didn't expect the soil on the riverbank to be so soft, I slipped down all of a sudden.”
“It's a good thing Sha Zhu was there. We have to thank him properly later.” Zeng Wen Fang felt relieved. It was hard enough raising just one child.
Yang Xuan's mind was like a pot of porridge now. His body was slowly warming up, this body wasn't bad compared to his takeout delivery body.
Yang Xuan was an apprentice at the Steel Mill, also in the first workshop, but his master wasn't Yi Zhong Hai, the eighth-level fitter. He was a fifth-level fitter named Zhou De Min. Although his craftsmanship wasn't as good as Yi Zhong Hai's, he was a kind man and taught his apprentices diligently.
His master, Zhou De Min, had a catchphrase: Safety first, safety first.
Who would have thought that the apprentice he taught would almost drown.
Actually, he had already drowned, otherwise Yang Xuan wouldn't have been able to take advantage of it by transmigrating from the twenty-first century.
“Mom, I'm a bit sleepy, I want to take a nap.” Yang Xuan actually wanted to digest the previous owner's memories. Otherwise, he would easily slip up in front of his closest family members.
Zeng Wen Fang nodded: “I'll go make dinner, I'll call you when it's ready.”
At this time, Yang Xuan's father, Yang Da Cheng, also entered the room.
“Honey, something big happened in our family today!” Zeng Wen Fang told Yang Da Cheng about Yang Xuan's fall into the water.
“This child, how can he be so reckless!” Yang Da Cheng quickly walked towards Yang Xuan's room, but was pulled back by Zeng Wen Fang.
“The child is a bit scared, he's sleeping. Don't go and disturb him, let him sleep for a while.” Zeng Wen Fang said.
This nap for Yang Xuan felt like he had experienced sixteen years. All the experiences of the previous owner for sixteen years were integrated into Yang Xuan's soul, including the affection for his parents.
“Don't worry, I'll take good care of your parents.” Yang Xuan said silently.
Suddenly, a light screen appeared in front of Yang Xuan.
“Please choose the skill you want to AFK!”
From the light screen, Yang Xuan could see the skills he currently possessed.
【Fitter Skill】: Unlearned (15.0235/1000)
【Literacy】: Beginner (245.0893/10000)
【Chess】: Unlearned (356.7883/1000)
【Swimming】: Unlearned (4.0982/1000)
【Cooking】: Unlearned (545.1234/1000)
【Playing Cards】: Beginner (324.3421/10000)
…
Current available AFK skill slots: 1
Current AFK skill: None.
“My golden finger has arrived?” For Yang Xuan, who had read hundreds of thousands of Flying Lu novels, this was no stranger. A golden finger should be the standard for people who are reborn and transmigrated.
At this time, Yang Xuan naturally had only one choice, which was the fitter skill. So he immediately locked his mind on the fitter skill.
Choose AFK skill: Fitter skill.
Then he saw the skill proficiency in the last digit after the decimal point start to change. Some fitter experience began to slowly pour into Yang Xuan's mind.
Actually, it wasn't just fitter experience, even muscle memory was gradually merging into Yang Xuan's body.
Yang Xuan smiled, with the AFK system, he believed that the fitter skill would soon reach beginner level.
The fitter skill would be at least a first-level fitter level. Perhaps he could pass the first-level fitter skills exam in the first year. Once he became a first-level fitter, he would naturally become a regular worker and receive the salary of a first-level fitter.
Apprentices earn only a dozen or so yuan a month. A first-level fitter earns over thirty a month. Almost double the apprentice's salary.
Yang Xuan's father, Yang Da Cheng, was an office worker at the factory, earning over forty yuan a month. It was enough for a family of three to eat, drink, and clothe. In this era, it was considered quite well-off. In the courtyard, it wasn't bad either. Of course, it couldn't compare to Yi Zhong Hai, the eighth-level fitter.
Liu Hai Zhong's salary was high, but he had three sons. Liu Guang Qi, although he was working, didn't contribute to the family, he even took from the family.
Now that Yang Xuan had a salary, Yang's family was not much worse than Liu's family.
It was much better than Yan Bu Gui's family, who only had a salary of over twenty yuan a month.