Siheyuan: the Soul Travels Through the Forty-Eight Years, and the Way to Make a Living Is with Tianzao

In the spring of 1948, He Yuzhu opened his eyes and became the stupid Zhu who had just been tricked by someone using counterfeit money. There is no system, no space, and all I can count on is my thirteen-year-old body and the trends in my mind that have not yet happened. Since God does not give shortcuts, then use stupid methods to pave the way step by step. Gather the homeless half-year-old children on the street and exchange their hearts with a drawer of hot oily buns; walk into the gate of No. 5 Middle School and let the teacher on the podium see a young man who is eager to study. Those people in the courtyard were still chasing him and calling him "Silly Zhu", but he just kept it in his mind, waiting for the day when he would stand at a height beyond their reach to see who would dare to open his mouth. Selling steamed buns is just the beginning, and entering school is just the first step. The longer-term plan is to study, build a reputation, build connections, and slowly pull myself out of this alley. When the wind blows in the future, when those people look up again, what they see might be a leader in the literary and art world, or He, the richest man in the business world, or maybe - the name on the representative table that they cannot recognize at all. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.