Siheyuan: Sober? Still Thirteen Years Away from Being a Beast

Li Yunxiao stayed up late writing and knocking on the table, and when he opened his eyes, he became an energetic young man of 18 years old in 1952. He was the only one who earned the wages of his family of four. The names of the Qinman Siheyuan gang went around in his mind, and he breathed a sigh of relief - there were still thirteen years before the plot started, He Daqing hadn't run away yet, and Qin Huairu hadn't walked in yet. He scratched his hair, which he hadn't washed for several days, and thought about how to find a job. As long as no one touched his bottom line, it wouldn't matter to him if the sky fell. The cold wind outside the window was like a knife, and he shrank his neck. It was really hard these days without takeout or express delivery.