Love in the Courtyard: Starting with a Fishing Bonanza

I transmigrated into the body of a high school senior in a Siheyuan in 1964. Before my parents left to work on a secret project, they entrusted me to the Jia family. For five years, every remittance went straight into Jia Zhangshi's pocket. Now I'm standing outside the college entrance exam hall, while Qin Huairu next door is still holding out an empty bowl and asking me for ration coupons. Today, I'll settle this score with the whole courtyard.