Siheyuan: I’m Moving to the City to Inherit Property. You Think You Can Stop Me?

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a middle-aged man just because he’s poor! Lin Feng, who’d lived more than half his life, had just tossed out that cheesy line to the woman who was divorcing him in middle age. He made a dramatic turn, but before he could notice the Dongfeng semi-truck speeding around the corner, it came straight at him and kissed him head-on! His last flicker of consciousness caught the woman’s lips curving into a smile. When he woke up again, he had some extra memories in his mind. He’d also transmigrated. The Dongfeng semi-truck had sent him back to 1965. Good grief, it had thrown him sixty years into the past...