Era: Life Was Really Good When I Was Little

More than a hundred chapters have passed in less than a month. Since you are already cheating so much, it's hard to say the least. You can live a cool life hiding at home, but you still keep dancing? Thought it was modern? With the protagonist being so arrogant and revealing, do you really think people of that era were fools? A bite of your pork can be traced back to the sow that gave birth to it. Does your hunter have so many prey at every turn? Do you really think you're not bad at the top? Do you really think you can't find so many things on there? If you didn't say you were in the capital, why would I assume you were in Daxinganling? So much prey.

I was really looking forward to it, but I left after seeing the plot of Siheyuan. I haven't read the rest of it. I don't know if your writing is good or not, so I won't comment on it. Anyway, I abandoned the book.

I thought you were writing a chronicle, but it turned out that you were writing about a courtyard. Wouldn't you be able to write if you left this courtyard?

It would be better to write less romantic stories!

I hate Siheyuan articles. I really don't know if I can finish writing in such a poor courtyard. Reading software should add a filtering function

I can't stand it anymore. I always write some scenes about having an affair with a widow. It makes me sick to my stomach.

This is the 170th chapter since the beginning of the book. Only this time has passed, and I suddenly have to change the map and go to Hong Kong Island. To be honest, the protagonist Jingcheng didn't even understand it, and he jumped to Hong Kong Island all of a sudden. It was too sudden, too blunt, with no foreshadowing at all.

Only the clown himself doesn't know he is a clown. It feels superior and intelligent, but unfortunately all the stories written are petty and low-IQ plots. If you go to the drugstore to buy buns, why not go to the weapons store to buy buns? So the restaurant in your Xinshou Village is good-looking? Then go to the drugstore to sell chickens? Haha, what a logic genius. And then you are still wearing a game, I am a mud horse, would it be strange if I don't report you as a spy? The brothers take good care of you with good food and drink, but your first thought is to test it out? Hehehe, those who didn't know thought Zhuge Liang had traveled through time. What a wise way of expression.

I find that those who write about courtyard houses tend to portray the people of that era as stingy. Although they were poor in the 1950s and 1960s, people at that time, especially those in Beijing, were not so bad that they even gave up face for a little food.

It's good to read. I like the elements in the book, including chronicles, systems, money-making operations, Hong Kong communities, global operations, decisive killing, etc.