Siheyuan: Reborn as Silly Zhu, I Slap Deaf Granny Without Hesitation

He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes. A piercing pain throbbed in the back of his head, as if someone had smashed him with a brick. The scab had dried and hardened, sticking to his hair and tugging at his scalp whenever he moved. He froze for a few seconds, then two entirely different sets of memories collided like a raging flood.

One set of memories came from the twenty-first century.