Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

The next day, Liu Pingan woke up early. As usual, he inspected his space. The World Tree was still three feet high and had two branches. It seemed that he had indeed had a dream yesterday.

It seems that I have not found any natural treasures to accelerate the growth of the World Tree. Yes, I have experienced the power of this Dharma-Ending Earth. If it were not for the World Tree suppressing the dream space and the Tai Chi diagram suppressing my body, I would at most be a little stronger than a normal person, and I would definitely not be able to achieve three times the physical strength of an ordinary person and a thousand pounds of strength.

He shook his head and threw away his distracting thoughts. He took a mouthful of spiritual spring water to rinse his mouth. Just a few simple rinses and his breath was fresh all day long. It was much more reliable than the electric toothbrush of later generations. Not to mention the toothbrush and toothpaste at this time, it was simply a two-dimensional blow.

After feeling it for a while, the beasts were gathering towards the tap in the middle courtyard one after another. They lined up in twos and threes at the back. The people in front were busy washing themselves, while those in the queue at the back were whispering about what happened in the middle courtyard last night.

With everyone talking, there were several versions of yesterday's conversation, until the old man Yi Zhonghai coughed and broke the conversation.

After several years of operation, Yi Zhonghai still has some prestige in the courtyard. Let's not talk about his status as a big boss, just his current status as a senior fitter in the steel mill. Everyone working in the steel mill is willing to give him a face. He stopped talking about the odds and ends in his mouth.

Seeing the queue behind the water tap in the middle courtyard getting longer and longer, as time passed, the length of the queue increased instead of decreasing. Liu Ping'an used his mental power to scan the No. 95 compound and found that no one was washing in a basin of water at home.

Somehow, I joined the growing line behind the sink, holding a cup and a towel on my shoulder.

At this time, not every household had a running water faucet, just a row of sinks in the middle courtyard. In order to use water for the kitchen, almost every household had a water tank. If there were women in the family, they would fill the water tank in their spare time.

A large tank of water, even if you add the water you usually use for washing, is enough for a week. Now if you take a scoop of water from your own tank and put it in the washbasin, it is enough for your family to wash. There is no need to waste time queuing up in the middle court.

I don’t know who came here first. Maybe it’s because it’s summer, or maybe everyone thinks it’s more cost-effective to wash using the faucet in the central courtyard.

Anyway, I don't know when it started, everyone just blindly followed the person in front of them. Just like this, one by one, I didn't know why I came here.

Just like a flock of sheep, everyone only knows to follow the leader, but the leader doesn’t know where to go next. However, the road behind has been blocked by more and more sheep, and he can’t go back, so he can only lower his head and move forward in a direction he doesn’t even know.

Most people in real life are the same, especially us Chinese. We live for others all our lives, and the most important thing is our family. First is parents, then lovers, and finally children.

We work hard all our lives, but how many people really know what they want in this life?

Looking at this group of people, Liu Ping'an couldn't help but recall his short twenty years of life in his previous life. Wasn't it exactly like what happened just now?

Not counting the few days since I came to this era, haven't I been living a mediocre life all my life? Just like a sheep in the flock. I have forgotten my original dream, don't know where I came from, and where I should go next. I am just being carried forward aimlessly by the flock.

I am not the leading sheep, so I don’t get to eat the fresh grass when I find it. I am not the last one in line, so I have no way to retreat. I can only follow the large group and keep migrating. I don’t know where to go, let alone the oasis in my heart. I have long since stopped dreaming.

Liu Pingan did not follow the crowd to queue up in the middle courtyard. After simply washing up in his room, he pushed open the door and went out. Fortunately, he had the space and the golden finger as a foundation. Even if the Third World War broke out, he was confident that he could live a comfortable life.

He closed the door casually and walked towards the Zhengyang Gate. As for whether the gate needed to be locked, Liu Ping'an said he didn't care at all. All his belongings were in the space, so he didn't have to worry about thieves stealing or thinking about it.

This was not the first time I had walked the road to Zhengyangmen, but this was the first time I had gone there so early in the morning.

It was already past 8 o'clock and the sky was bright. Apart from the companies that had to go to work at o'clock, the private shops on the street had already opened for business one after another. From time to time, the breakfast stalls on the street could be heard shouting.

As expected, it was within the second ring of the city, a bustling and beautiful scene. Although the outer city wall was gone, it did not affect Liu Ping'an's mood for shopping.

Suddenly, he found a street stall selling soybean juice. He didn't discover it with his eyes. Once the authentic soybean juice is boiled and opened, the taste is its best signboard and advertisement. People who like it love it to death and can't live without soybean juice every morning. But there are also many people who hate it, and they definitely don't want to even touch it.

Many predecessors who have traveled through time have tried to drink this soy milk, but only a few have succeeded.

Liu Ping'an has never been interested in these strange foods. In line with the principle of not wasting food, he decided not to challenge you this time. I'd rather leave it to those gourmets who like you to taste it.

He left the bean juice stand quickly, and didn't stop until he could no longer smell the bean juice. He chose a stall selling spicy soup, ordered a big bowl of spicy soup and two big fried dough sticks, and solved his breakfast for the day. After paying the bill, he walked towards the silk shop on Zhengyangmen Street that he had been thinking about.

Looking at the bustling streets in this city, I thought to myself, it is already the second half of 55. In another three years, we will experience a test from nature. Also, next month, the food stamp era will be pre-tested in this city. I wonder if it will affect the current bustling atmosphere.

With Liu Ping'an's speed, he arrived at his future wife's silk shop in a short while, but it was not open yet. He asked a passerby about the time, and it was only half past eight. Damn it, did this woman's shop really become a 996 working hour after the merger? It had to wait until nine o'clock to open, I don't know who learned it from, it used to open at this time from time to time.