Siheyuan: A Hundred Years Old? Help Me Up

He transmigrated and became a centenarian in a Beijing courtyard compound.

He was one of the earliest batch of Level Eight fitters at the Third Steel Rolling Plant.

From the start, he received a System reward of 3,000 yuan and two apartments.

He could drink at the little tavern under Zhengyang Gate, chat about astrology with Chen Xueru at the silk shop, fish by the river, and take his birds out for a stroll.

He could also pick up a few antiques and paintings whenever he felt like it.

That would make all those troublemakers green with envy.

Clouds drift across the sky, ever changing.

He would smile as he watched the winds rise, then sit back as clouds gathered around him.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.