Siheyuan: The Old Ancestor Is Dead. Burn Paper Offerings If You Need Anything

Ye Ming transmigrates into a vast world where different TV and film universes are combined.

The scoundrels in the courtyard house are not to be trifled with. From the start, they frame him, leaving him to starve to death, then seize his home and drive him out.

And this is the hungry 1960s, too. To his surprise, he discovers that his golden finger is the ability to burn joss paper for himself.

Burn joss paper? Isn't that feudal superstition?

Just kidding. Yi Zhonghai is the first to object.

Why can Jia Zhangshi burn it, but I can't?

Just then, someone arrives at the courtyard.

A man in a formal military uniform, holding a ten-year-old child, asks the man in the black long gown, "Dad, is it him?"

The scoundrels are stunned. Look at those medals and that formal uniform. That's a high-ranking official! What is he doing here?

An old man with a white beard, wearing a black bowler hat, lifts his round sunglasses and excitedly clasps his hands to Ye Ming. "Hu Guohua pays his respects. You are a man of great distinction, sir. Please save my grandson, Hu Bayi..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.