Siheyuan: I Really Just Want to Be a Salted Fish

Cold! Li Weidong instinctively stretched his hand to the side. Flat? A jolt woke him up from his dream. The windows that have been in disrepair are constantly letting in cold wind. In the cramped bedroom, the walls are covered with old newspapers. With the light polished outside in the early morning, you can vaguely see the title on them: Tighten your belt and look forward. In that era of scarcity, how could we live without worries about food and clothing? Li Weidong opened his eyes, starting from an idle fish, watching the sea flowing across the sea, watching the flowers blooming in front of the court, and savoring the customs everywhere. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.