Siheyuan: Rebirth of Silly Pillar in 1950

Fifty years ago, in Forty-Nine City, the back kitchen of Fengzeyuan was steaming with fireworks. Silly column! Silly column! Still pretending to be dead? Get up! He Yuzhu was trapped in a chaotic dream. This shout was like an ice pick, suddenly waking him up. When he opened his eyes, he saw senior brother Li Fushun standing in front of him. His blue cloth coat was stained with oil stars, and his face had the usual anxious look on his face. But... Why is the senior brother so young? In my memory, Li Fushun has long since become an ancestor serving in the kitchen. The creases at the corners of his eyes are deeper than the lines of the sauced meat. His disciples and grandsons all have to bow to say hello when they see him. Looking around again - Master Wang wielding a frying spoon at the stove, Uncle Liu kneading dough on the counter, and even the black cat in the corner who always steals food are all exactly as they were in his memory. Have you been reborn? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.