Wandering Across the Heavens, Starting with an Impostor Silly Zhu

I've read at least 200 books on courtyard houses. It seems you're the first one to adopt a child from an old man. That's impressive...

The "Courtyard War God" you wrote is weak; he can't even beat three hooligans and gets his head splattered. The original "Silly Zhu" could single-handedly make Uncle Er's entire family beg for mercy, basically a 1-on-5 fighter. With your version, he can only bluff Xu Damao. I doubt he could even win a one-on-one fight against Xu Damao. What a waste of your cheat-like ability!

A very good start.

Please point out any mistakes or errors in my comments. If you see anything wrong, please leave a comment in that section. This is my first time writing a novel, and I don't know much yet. Your criticism is a form of encouragement, and I will revise it as soon as I see it. Thank you everyone.

I can't stand it anymore. Seeing that Mahua FunAge requires an ID card for its official registration process made me want to vomit blood from the 1960s. Author, please put some effort into your writing! Don't treat your readers like idiots. You need to have basic social common sense. I suggest you go to the household registration department and find out when China's resident ID card system was first implemented, okay? Don't make a fool of yourself.

Seeing that Ma Hua strongly discouraged Liu Yifei from being introduced to his apprentice, he was deeply disappointed.

If Yi Zhonghai were willing to adopt a child, would he need your help? With his high salary, he would have adopted one long ago! The key is that he's afraid the child won't be filial when they grow up, and he doesn't want to put in the effort! Why wait until now? He just wants something ready-made, something he can reap without any investment!

Why would an old man give money to a widow, secretly handing her things at night? He must have slept with her before giving her the money.

Why does it seem like everyone in the courtyard is a fool? It's a case of one person willing to hit and the other willing to be hit; who are you to demand justice for them? I'm speechless.

I find collecting things incredibly annoying. What's the value? By the time they become truly valuable, the person collecting them is already in their seventies or eighties, almost on their deathbed. It takes longer than getting a pension. Moutai is alright, though, because it's a consumable. But stamps, once you have a large quantity, are just paper. The collecting world is only so big!