Apocalyptic Siheyuan: I Am a Fool to Stock up on Goods and Build a Safe House

When he woke up, He Yuzhu found himself back in the courtyard house of 1969. Blizzard outside the window was flooding the Forty-Nine Cities - this was not an ordinary winter, it was the harbinger of the end of the world that froze to death tens of millions of people! In his previous life, he was the "silly pillar" who could be bullied by everyone in the courtyard. He supported the Jia family with wages and fed grain to white-eyed wolves. In the end, he froze to death in a leaky shabby house, watching helplessly as Qin Huairu's family shared his life-saving food. In this life, only fools will be taken advantage of! Hiding wages, hoarding supplies, welding iron doors, digging wells, and transforming his small courtyard into a safe house with copper walls and iron walls. Jia Zhang is slamming the door and scolding the streets? "Go away, let the dog bite you if you knock again!" Qin Huairu cried for help? "Sister Qin, all we have left in our house is the dog kennel." The third uncle is plotting food stamps? "Teacher Yan, your account should record how many sweet potatoes you secretly hid." Xu Damao wants to grab supplies? "Come on, let me show you how sharp my newly welded anti-theft railings are!" A heavy snowstorm closed the city, water and electricity were cut off, and when the whole hospital was so hungry that it was chewing tree bark, He Yuzhu was sitting in front of the fireplace, drinking hot tea from a can. Everyone knocked on the door with red eyes: "Silly Zhu! Open the door! We are all neighbors!" He Yuzhu smoked a cigarette and sneered through the crack in the door: "Neighbors? Weren't you the ones who froze at my door in the last life?" In this apocalyptic world, no one can even think of sucking another drop of his blood - after all, the door of the safe house is only open to the dead.