Siheyuan: I Have a Household Worth Tens of Thousands of Dollars, and the Whole Courtyard Is Jealous

On the night of the 1976 earthquake, the earthquake-resistant shed was short of tarpaulin, but the industrial sewing machine on the street was stuck. Liu Haizhong led people to pry open the door panel of Zhou's house, intending to dismantle the door and build a shed. Zhou Chengan, who had just become a maintenance worker in a rolling mill, had no granary and no system tasks. He only had one troublesome skill: touching the core of the fault, he could see the ten seconds before the old thing was damaged. He can see how broken the machine is, but he can't convict anyone based on ten seconds of footage; he can repair old things, but he can't repair the materials, tickets, or procedures. In order to save his family, he guaranteed one month's salary in exchange for half an hour for emergency repairs. From sewing machines and radios to projectors and factory equipment, Zhou Chengan relies on craftsmanship, records and taking risks again and again to turn temporary repair tables into truly trustworthy repair points. While Shen Qinghe, the materials registrar, stared at the accounts and procedures, he stared at the machines and delivery. Every jointly signed maintenance order asks the same question: If something goes wrong this time, who will be responsible?