I have a fiancée in Siheyuan

"Brother, I can't eat anymore." Qiao Yun said to Bai Baoshan while covering her stomach.

Seeing that there was only half a bowl of soup left in the girl's bowl, "Don't drink it if you can't finish it. It's okay."

The same thing happened to the other three girls, whose shy faces blushed.

However, when Bai Baoshan saw Qiao Yun twisting her fingers, he knew what this girl was trying to do.

I asked an old man who was squatting and smoking nearby, and I could tell at first glance that he was from this movie.

"Uncle, I'm taking a break. Have a smoke."

"Hey, Daqianmen, nice cigarettes. What's the matter? Tell me."

"Hey, sir, you are here. Where is the public toilet over here? Can you please show me the way?" Bai Baoshan gave a thumbs up.

The old man touched his nose, sniffed at the front door, and pointed behind him. "Go in, 200 meters, and you'll be there."

"Thank you, sir."

"It's a small matter." The old man waved at Bai Baoshan.

Bai Baoshan returned to the table and said, "Come with me."

"Hey, where are you going?"

"You'll know when we get there."

I took the three girls into the alley the old man pointed out. It was less than 200 meters, about 100 meters, and we arrived at the destination.

Bai Baoshan pointed at the three women, took out some straw paper from his backpack and stuffed them into Qiao Yun's pocket.

The little girl bared her teeth and smiled at Bai Baoshan. I have to say, after looking at them for a long time, these two little fangs are quite beautiful.

Qiao Yun would not blush like Bai Baoshan, but the three girls did.

He lowered his head and followed Qiao Yun in quickly.

Bai Baoshan went to the other side and solved the problem quickly.

It took the four girls five or six minutes before they came out one after another.

All the tension just now is gone.

It's full of energy again.

Bai Baoshan opened his kettle, asked them to come over, poured some water on each of their hands, and washed them.

The three girls who were blushing just now are not blushing now.

I looked at my watch and it was almost 1 o'clock.

Continue strolling after exiting the alley.

Hey...isn't this the Tianqiao Theater?

(This is where several people fought over a few ballet tickets in Blood Romance.)

“Do you guys watch the show?”

"Uh-huh...we haven't seen it yet."

"Okay, let's go see what's going on today."

Bai Baoshan went to the window and took a look at today's form.

The first show was "White-Haired Girl" and the second show was "Red Guards of Honghu Lake"

The show starts in 15 minutes.

The drama is a little more expensive than the movie, but not much more expensive. Adult tickets are 3 cents and student tickets are 5 cents.

(It should be 63 years later that the price of adult tickets dropped to 1 cents and student tickets to 5 cents. It was also divided by the play. Each play had a different number of people, so the ticket price was also different, but it was roughly this much. In those days, in order to watch a play, people lined up overnight. I forgot what the most expensive play was, it was 7 cents.)

"Which one are you looking at?"

The four of them chattered for a while and decided to watch "White-Haired Girl".

Hey, you ignorant girl, don’t cry later.

Pay the money and get the ticket

There was a soda seller at the entrance. Bai Baoshan returned the bottle and someone else asked for another one.

As for how much he spent, Bai Baoshan was too lazy to calculate.

Just that group of Buddhists provided Bai Baoshan with an income of nearly three hundred yuan.

Bai Baoshan was thinking, should he go out more often when he has nothing to do? This way the income is not bad, at the lowest level, 200 yuan a day, in two months, he will be a millionaire.

Then I thought, how could there be so many Buddhas in the capital that Bai Baoshan could deal with them all by himself?

Entered a performance hall.

I talked to the staff and found out that there were no five people sitting in a row, but there were three in the front and two in the back, which happened to be connected together.

The staff pointed out the location.

After thanking him, Bai Baoshan led his people to squeeze in. Bai Baoshan knew why there was an empty seat, there was a man on one side, and a female comrade sitting across the seat.

It was just enough space for Bai Baoshan and his five companions. It was God's will.

The three girls were not shy at all. Next to them was a young man in his 20s, and sitting next to him was a young girl, probably his girlfriend.

Seeing three little girls sitting next to him, the man scratched his nose, leaned over and spoke to the girl next to him, and the two of them changed seats.

On the other side was a middle-aged woman, who at least didn’t make the young man as nervous.

Opening soon.

It officially began with a female voice: "The north wind is blowing, the snowflakes are floating..."

At the beginning, the four people watched with great interest, but when Huang Shiren forced Yang Bailao to sell Xier, they all started to wipe their tears.

See, this is what you chose.

This is just the beginning. You’ll cry later.

Bai Baoshan would eat a small fried dough twist from time to time, and it was quite delicious.

Well... the stage play is quite interesting, no worse than the movie, but if you are nearsighted, presbyopic or something, don't watch it.

It is still more cost-effective to go to the movies because if you are far away you can't see people and can only hear the sounds.

After most of the game, Bai Baoshan estimated that the four girls' handkerchiefs were all wet.

It was only in the second half that I started to stop crying.

Because the revolution has begun.

Finally, they were liberated and found Xier with white hair.

The whole play is about two hours long.

The four of them cried for about an hour.

How to persuade four people?

By the end, I probably forgot what was going on before and just laughed along.

After the show, I returned the bottle at the door and got back 2 cents.

It was almost 4 o'clock.

Strolling back, the four girls huddled together, chattering about the plot.

Bai Baoshan pretended not to hear it.

Looking at the scenery along the way.

When we arrived at Chang'an Avenue, it was almost 4:. If we continued walking like this, it would probably take another hour to get home.

A few people who wanted to go shopping in the department store immediately gave up the idea.

For a young girl, especially in this day and age, it is always bad to come home late.

We parted at the entrance of Qinlao Hutong on South Street at 5 o'clock. I told them to go home and soak their feet and massage them so that they wouldn't be unable to get up tomorrow.

I had a great time shopping today.

Qiao Yun seemed very relaxed when she returned home, but her legs were already a little shaky.

But after all, he is old and Bai Baoshan can't carry him on his back.

I could only give her an arm and let her pull it and walk.

This was a colorful day for Qiao Yun.

At least I've seen a little bit of the world.

Take your time later.

There are also people who have lived in the city all their lives and have never been to any part of the city, let alone the capital.

As for the incident where an old woman died in a courtyard in the capital and a group of people rushed to the hospital, Bai Baoshan didn't know about it.

"Hey, Baoshan, you are back from shopping. Look at Qiaoyun, you look tired. Why don't you ride a bike?" Yan Bugui was heartbroken. If you don't ride a bike, it would be nice to let me ride it.

"I'm tired. I'm going home. See you tomorrow." Bai Baoshan helped Qiao Yun into the yard.

"Baoshan, Baoshan, do you know that I am the second uncle?"

"Aren't you Yan Bugui?"

"Ah? Yes?"

"That's a big deal?" Bai Baoshan glanced at Yan Bugui who had been staring at his bag.

"Hey, hey, we're neighbors, at least show some respect. You can just call me Teacher Yan."

“Good Yanbu is expensive, no problem, Yanbu is expensive.

What else do you want, Comrade Yan Bugui? Come to my house soon. I don’t have a stool for you at home.”

"Baoshan, this is it, you see, can we ..."

"No."

"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet, can you please let me finish and listen to what I'm saying first?"

"Needless to say, as soon as you blinked my eyes I knew you were plotting against me, Yan Bugui. Your problem works well on others, but it's useless on me. Think about it carefully. Bye." Bai Baoshan entered the yard.

"Baoshan, Second Uncle just wants to use your bicycle when you are free, nothing else."

“No, I won’t lend it to you. If you want a bicycle, go buy one yourself. If you want a cheap, second-hand one, go directly to a trust store.

You are a teacher, your status is so noble. Riding a broken bike is a loss of face for you. Go buy a new one.

Although the new one is a bit more expensive now, without a ticket, it’s only a little over 400 yuan, it’s not like you can’t afford it.

Think about it, at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, the second uncle Yan Bugui bought a new car. Hey, it was the only scorpion poop in the surrounding yards, probably even in the whole street.

What's important to men? Face.

Men should be a little harder on themselves. " Bai Baoshan nodded, made a cheering gesture, and closed the door directly.

"Brother, what are you saying?" Qiao Yun asked weakly while sitting on a recliner in the yard.

"It's okay. It's okay now. I'm just teasing Yan Bugui. Your legs hurt? Don't sit there. Go change into some wide pants and soak your feet. I'll rub them for you later. Otherwise, they'll be swollen tomorrow."

"Hehe...thank you brother." He forced himself to stand up and ran into the house.

There is still a lot of things for today in the bag.

Small twisted dough sticks, fairy bean cakes, pastries, and peach cakes are all here to start with, just the right snack for Qiao Yun to eat when she comes back in the afternoon or when she’s hungry at home.

I asked someone to inquire about the wild yam. I think we should get news tomorrow.

As for Iron Stick Yam, that guy is in Wen County, Henan Province. This is the capital, and the two places are not close.

If you want to eat it, you either have to go there in person or have someone bring it to you. Any other way is impossible unless you offer it as a tribute to the capital.

But with that level of production, it is unlikely to be successful.

Or consider the wild yam in the mountains around Beijing.

This is more reliable.

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(While I have nothing to do, I should update 6 times. Please give me some attention and likes.

Give the plane some power to burst.

Alas, other authors update twice a day, and they all get thousands or even tens of thousands of requests for updates. But for me, even with hundreds of thousands of views, I only get dozens or hundreds of requests for updates.

I'm wondering if all of my fellow readers here are the shy type, covering their faces.)