The Yan Family's Eldest Son in the Siheyuan

Yan Jiecheng, a down-and-out wage slave, finally woke up and understood what had happened to him.

He had transmigrated.

From the peaceful twenty-first century, he had arrived in 1947, a year of turmoil.

The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in his rented apartment.

Thirty-five years old, a vocational college graduate, an electrician who had worked for more than a decade. His parents had both passed away, and he had only one younger sister, who had married well.

He was average-looking, earned an average income, and had no elders to support him. He had been on countless blind dates, and every time he was rejected for having no house, no car, and no savings, so he had stayed single.

That day, after finishing the night shift, he came home and fell straight asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he was in this godforsaken place.

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