Siheyuan: a Freehand Life Starting from the Eighth Grade Worker

After waking up, Lin Wei, a senior craftsman, traveled to a courtyard house in the 1960s and became a first-class fitter who had just become a full-time employee in a steel rolling mill. The craftsman system is bound to the game at the beginning. As long as you live hard and study technology, you can continue to upgrade and get rewards. The courtyard is full of birds, and the birds are fighting to the death over trivial matters. Qin Huairu wants to suck blood? Does Jia Zhang want to take advantage? Xu Damao wants to cause harm? The third uncle's abacus is crackling? Lin Wei wiped the turning tool in his hand and smiled slightly. You fight yours, and I fight mine. While the Jia family was still eating steamed buns, Lin Wei's white-flour steamed buns were paired with braised pork. While Xu Damao was still proud of his bicycle, Lin Wei had already built a radio by himself. While the uncle was still thinking about how to plot Shazhu to support him in his old age, Lin Wei had already moved into an independent building in the factory with his full-level skills. Don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of trouble either. You respect me a foot, I respect you a foot. If you push your nose and face, I will let you know what absolute technical suppression is. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.