Siheyuan: Shut Up, Qin Huairu! Stop Sucking Me Dry!

Reincarnated as a sucker? I'll turn around and grind Qin Huairu into the dirt!

With forty international patents to his name, Lin Mo transmigrates into the 1960s as a junior technician at a steel mill. The moment he opens his eyes, Qin Huairu blocks his door and begs for white flour: "Brother, Banggeng is growing. Can I borrow half a sack?"

Silly Zhu slams the table and shouts, "My sister asking to borrow something means she thinks highly of you!"

Yi Zhonghai plays the kindly old man: "Neighbors should help each other. Don't be so petty."

Lin Mo sneers and pulls out his ledger: "You still haven't paid back last month's ration coupons, you haven't settled the eggs you bought on credit the other day, and now you dare set your sights on my bicycle?"

A new car blows up in the courtyard. The Third Grandpa's abacus clicks as he tries to cozy up to Lin Mo, the Second Grandpa puts on airs and tries to cadge a ride, and Qin Huairu wails and plays the victim. He shuts them all up with a few sharp retorts!

A sly old hand at the workshop tries to trip him up? Lin Mo revises the blueprints and repairs the equipment, and the factory director personally serves him tea and cigarettes.

Ding! Repair machine tool No. 3 and receive ten jin of national ration coupons!

Ding! Shut down a family of leeches and unlock access to military-industry orders!

With his technical golden finger in hand, Lin Mo makes a triumphant comeback, trampling all the monsters and demons of the courtyard along the way.

"Want to suck my blood? First make sure you've got the teeth for it!"

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