It's Still Too Late for He Yuzhu in Siheyuan

Siheyuan: 1950, starting from a handful of loess He Yuzhu was reborn on the eve of his father He Daqing's elopement with the White Widow. Faced with this brother who can only be a licking dog in the original work, and his six-year-old sister He Yuyu. He Yuzhu decided not to be a fool who was full of love for the courtyard in this life, so he and He Daqing first grabbed the house and money. Then I took my sister with me and lived a down-to-earth life in the Forty-Nine City in the early 1950s. As for those beasts who want to suck blood in the future, they must know that the He family brothers and sisters are not easy to bully. --- When He Yuzhu opened his eyes, he stared at the blackened beam above his head for three full minutes. The dim yellow light of the kerosene lamp cast a small patch of warm color on the papered window, and there was a rustling sound from next door, mixed with a man's deliberately lowered voice. "... I'm still thinking about it. Your Aunt Bai wants me to go to Baocheng. She has two children there... We can't live in this yard..." He Yuzhu sat up suddenly. Aunt Bai? Protect the city? He turned to look at the dilapidated square table in the room. On the table was a coarse porcelain bowl that had not been cleared away in time. There was half a piece of cornstarch left at the bottom of the bowl, which was so hard that it could kill someone. Outside the window paper, a thin figure was curled up, as if listening to the corner. What rain. Memories flooded into my mind like water that had opened a floodgate. Love in the Courtyard, Shazhu, Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi, Yi Zhonghai... The streets that I cursed when watching the drama in those years.