Reborn in the Siheyuan: Silly Zhu Won't Be Anyone's Blood Bag Anymore

In 1951, He Yuzhu opens his eyes to find himself a fifteen-year-old boy.

His father has run off with the White Widow, his little sister is crying with hunger, and everyone in the courtyard is waiting to watch their home fall apart.

Yi Zhonghai offers nothing but schemes. Jia Zhangshi shows up empty-handed every day to “borrow food,” while Xu Damao makes snide remarks that hit where it hurts.

In his previous life, he was honest and meek, squeezed dry of every last drop, then died beneath a bridge with no one to claim his body.

This time, things will be different.

With his golden finger, he can learn anything and master abilities beyond belief, but he isn't in a hurry to show what he can do.

Many years later, someone asks him what the most satisfying thing in his life was.

He Yuzhu thinks for a moment and smiles. “Probably the fact that as soon as they started plotting against me, I made sure to ruin them in return.”

This comeback begins with him kicking over the empty pot in the courtyard.