Siheyuan: They Forced Me to Give Up My Home So He Could Marry a Widow, So I Flipped the Table

Siheyuan | From the Start, Flipping the Table | A Technical Comeback | A Feel-Good Period Piece | Refusing to Be Stuck With Someone Else's Mess

He tore it up! Shredded it in front of everyone, and the whole Number 95 Courtyard erupted!

Chen Shouye gets a second chance at life and opens his eyes at a courtyard meeting

Give up three main rooms? Marry the widow Qin Huairu? Hand over 32.5 yuan?

You three old masters can keep your moral blackmail. It won't work on me.

Chen Shouye lays three papers on the table: the red deed, the property management agreement, and the pension notice.

He'd been entrusted with a child for seven years. The rent was two yuan a month, totaling 168 yuan, and he hadn't seen a single cent;

The 300-yuan pension had Yi Zhonghai listed as the recipient.

All that scheming by First Master, Silly Zhu's fists, Third Master's calculations,

In the face of these accounts, they're all debts that can't be denied.

Anyone who dares touch my house, I'll send them to the police; anyone who tries to stiff me, I'll make them cough it up on the spot.

Ding! The Great Craftsman System is activated. The angrier everyone gets, the stronger I become.

A second-grade worker's job, the hands of an eighth-grade worker, and all the way up to chief engineer.

Qin Huairu: Shouye, I really didn't know...

Jia Zhangshi: That's impossible!

Wang Xiaolan: He's no ordinary man.

All thanks to his outstanding skills as a fitter.

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