Chapter 1 Beauty is a disaster
August 1965, 8, Sunday, the 15th day of the seventh lunar month.

No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, Old Wang’s house in the east wing of the front yard.

The brothers Wang Sheng and Wang Heping went into the room again and looked at the third brother Wang Yuanchao who was unconscious.

"Brother, can you check our third brother's pulse again?"

Wang Sheng glanced at his second brother, who called him "big brother" when there was something going on and "Wang Sheng" when there was nothing going on.

He really wanted to say that he really didn’t know how to take a pulse!

He just joined the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine this year.

But I was too lazy to explain it to my second brother who was semi-illiterate.

I shouldn’t have issued a sick leave certificate to this idiot!
Frightened by the hidden fighting power emanating from his second brother, he still pretended to feel his third brother's pulse.

Although Wang Sheng didn't know how to take a pulse or diagnose illnesses, his third brother's pulse was steady and strong, which didn't seem like someone in a coma at all.

He was puzzled and murmured:
"The pulse is stable, so he should be fine. If he still doesn't wake up during the night, we'll have to send him to the hospital."

Wang Heping gnashed his teeth and said:

"That brat was really ruthless. He hit the third brother's head directly with the brick!"

Then the third brother's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

The little brat threw the brick and turned and ran away.

Wang Heping was a gangster and a hutong resident. He was a ruthless person, but he had never knocked anyone unconscious like this! He should know how to control the severity of his attack!
He was at a loss as to what to do and could only carry his third brother back home with difficulty, as he knew his eldest brother was reading at home.

Soon, the yard became lively and everyone returned from voluntary labor one after another.

Wang Sheng got up to cook dinner, and Wang Heping, contrary to his usual behavior, immediately went to help.

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Wang Yuanchao fumbled around the pillow with his dazed hands for a long time before he reluctantly opened his eyes, ready to look for the air conditioner remote control that was playing hide-and-seek with him.

But what caught my eye were the dark brown rafters and the bamboo roof, with the bamboo mats torn in several places, some patched with bamboo strips, and even with scraps of cloth.

Even through the mosquito net, he could see that the architectural style was so ancient that it could not be any older.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, counted one, two, three silently, turned sideways, and opened his eyes.

There is a wall in front of me.

It was covered with yellowed old newspapers, some of which were torn, revealing the gray-yellow walls inside. You could even see the straw stalks embedded in the lime paint!

Absolutely a strawberry!

Because the wall was almost blocking his bed, so close.

Wang Yuanchao rolled over. On the other side of the bed, the mosquito net was opened, and an old-fashioned wooden window could be clearly seen. A slight breeze blew in from the open window, making people feel cool.

Some of the lime putty on the edges of the window glass has fallen off, and the exposed nails are rusted.

Under the window there was a mottled lacquered desk with some books and sundries scattered on it.

He supported himself with his hands and sat up, and saw a bamboo pillow at the other end of the bed. Couldn't he have this poor little bed all to himself?
There was nothing else in the small room.

Maybe he was a little dizzy because he had just stood up in a hurry, so Wang Yuanchao lay down again slowly. He had to take it slow.

There is no doubt that he traveled through time.

The coma just now was probably the fusion of memories from two lives.

My parents are still alive and I have many brothers and sisters. My father is a level 3 technician in a porcelain factory, and he gets the level 6 salary in the 11th category area, which is 73 yuan.

My mother is a level 5 printer in a printing factory, earning 57 yuan and 3 cents.

A wealthy family with two working parents and a monthly income of RMB 130 or more.

But they didn't tell the public that in order to avoid being too prominent, the father's rent was 42 yuan and the mother's rent was 5 yuan. Wang Yuanchao opened the lock himself this summer and just found out his parents' secret.

My brother graduated from a technical secondary school and just started working at the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine this year. He follows a professional and technical route and his salary is one level higher than the administrative level. The internship salary is 37 yuan, and after becoming a regular employee, it will be 41 yuan!

My second brother dropped out of junior high school and wandered around the alleys for several years. Last year, when he turned 18, he had to go to Louzizhuang Farm to work as a temporary worker. His full-time salary was 12 yuan.

My younger sister is in the first grade of junior high school. It is said that her grades are better than my older brother’s and she has a chance to go to college.

As for himself, he just graduated from junior high school this year and did not get into either technical secondary school or high school.

According to my second brother's practice, he could hang around in the alleys for two or three years and then slowly look for a job.

If all else fails, I can still take over my mother's job at the printing factory.

My mother still has two years until retirement.

He even speculated that his second brother was sent to the farm to work as a temporary worker last year because his parents were making room for him, the youngest son.

The eldest son and the youngest son. The second oldest son is stuck in the middle, which is really tragic.

As for how he got there, it's quite embarrassing to talk about.

On this side, the second brother was unwilling to go to work, so he used force to beg the eldest brother to help him get a sick leave note, saying that he would go to work after spending the most brutal summer vacation at home.

Then, he, who was unemployed after graduation, walked around the streets every day.

Unfortunately, my second brother is old and still not working properly. His parents have cut off his financial support, so it is difficult for him to get together with his friends to eat and drink, and it is also difficult for him to flirt with women as he pleases like he did when he was in school.

The second brother had a fight with the eldest brother, and the eldest brother was beaten by his parents again.

If the second elder brother fights with him, it means that the second elder brother will be beaten by his parents again.

Anyway, in the simple perception of parents, beating the oldest child is always right.

So the second elder brother even tried to please his younger brother in order to get some pocket money.

The two brothers went to Jingshan Children's Palace, using the excuse of picking up their little sister from school. But what was the reality?

He was leaning against the shade of a tree, licking his popsicle and casting his eyes on the female classmates, teachers and parents who were passing by.

The topic naturally shifted from young girls with no vision, to female stars on movie screens, to mature and beautiful women he had come into contact with.

For example, the most beautiful woman in the courtyard is Qin Huairu, Qin Saozi of the Jia family, and the second most beautiful woman is Lou Xiao'e, the eldest daughter and wife of the Xu family, or Yu Li, the wife of Boss Yan and Yu Saozi's younger sister Yu Haitang. The two brothers even argued about it and neither of them gave in.

These girls are really good-looking. There are many people coming and going in the Children's Palace, but I haven't seen many who are prettier than them.

The only school that can compare with my home is the Capital Theatre School, which has a few pretty girls with nice voices.

In the end, somehow, the second brother got in touch with Chen Xueru, the owner of a silk shop on Qianmen Street. She liked to wear cheongsams and high heels. Her face and figure astounded the second brother at first, and he even followed her a few times!
My second brother even found out that she had been divorced twice and married three times.

This did not prevent Wang Yuanchao, who had never seen the real person, from taking advantage of his second brother verbally.

The two brothers talked more and more outrageously, and then, Wang Yuanchao was hit on the head with a brick for no apparent reason.

Otherwise I can’t get through it.

Wang Yuanchao carefully touched the back of his head. It was swollen a little bit and felt soft when pressed. The person who hit him with the brick must be a ruthless person!
"Goldfinger, Goldfinger?"

Wang Yuanchao repeated it to himself several times: If he didn’t have the golden finger these days, how would he survive for the next ten years? Would he just have to endure it?
(End of this chapter)