The Return of the King of Siheyuan Zhuye

The smell of cold steel mixed with the smell of disinfectant flooded into my nostrils, and I opened my eyes suddenly. White walls, lattice windows, faded certificates on the wall - it turned out to be a courtyard house from the 1960s! Memories are pouring back like a tide. My name is He Yuzhu. I was once the "silly pillar" in this courtyard. I was sucked blood, plotted against, and froze to death under the bridge. Now, I'm back. There is a whole future memory of Shang Hai in his mind, and his eyes are like daggers. Qin Huairu came to borrow food again? I smiled and pointed to the door: "Credit is OK. I'll pay you an IOU first and you'll get three cents of the profit." Did Xu Damao spread rumors? I reported him for stealing and selling public property, and he got the stolen property. Uncle Yi wants to be morally kidnapped? I revealed his old account of embezzling pension funds in public. Three months later, the whole hospital surrendered. I walked out of the compound and looked at the surging tide of the times. This four-dimensional world is just a starting point. The real battlefield is outside. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.