Siheyuan: A Druid from the Start, Laying Low to Raise His Daughter

The job at the salvage station really was dirty and exhausting, and it wasn’t respectable work. But Li Ang didn’t care. It was close by, he could bring his daughter, and a monthly salary of 27.5 yuan was enough to keep the two of them fed. Everyone in the courtyard said he’d been hit so hard his brains were damaged, but only he knew how much profit there was in this unremarkable job.

Who would have thought that the scrap he carried out in the morning would, after passing through Li Ang’s hands, turn into ration coupons and cash by the time he got home? And no one knew that after night fell and Jiajia was asleep, the honest, unassuming young man from the daytime would go alone into a strange valley. There was no shortage of fish, shrimp, fruits, or vegetables there. He even had a whole fat pig whose origin no one could trace.

Collecting scrap was just a cover. Raising his daughter was what mattered. Jia Zhangshi had already set her sights on his compensation payment. Silly Zhu would occasionally blurt out a few irritating remarks, while Qin Huairu was secretly calculating how to get a little something for herself. Li Ang couldn’t be bothered to fight with the beasts in this courtyard. He only wanted to live in peace. But if anyone dared to set their sights on his daughter, he wouldn’t mind showing them what a druid’s vengeance looked like.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.