Starting in 1955 in the Siheyuan

Author, I don't know if you've seen the TV series "The Little Woman Under the Zhengyang Gate," but please don't use it for laughs, okay? Boss Chen isn't Xu Huizhen; Boss Chen is obsessed with looks. If you're not good-looking, she won't even give you a second glance. Pairing Boss Chen with He Daqing here is ridiculous, isn't it? How pathetic!

The most pathetic protagonist, he dares to admit to killing people openly, but dares not do it in secret. With space available, one can kill without fear of having their body found. If the body cannot be found, it is considered missing. They're constantly arguing back and forth, and every time the protagonist suffers. Such a pathetic protagonist is truly rare.

I'd like to ask if there were any trees on the mountains surrounding Beijing in 1955? And were people still going into the mountains to hunt? Does anyone know?

Seeing people hunting makes me laugh. The only places in all of Beijing with trees are Mentougou, which is kilometers away. Don't you realize Beijing has been a capital for hundreds of years? It's all about basic necessities like food, fuel, and electricity. Back then, people would even pick up a fallen blade of grass.

Good heavens. Seeing that she's involved with Chen Xueru of the Qing Dynasty... Suddenly... 88

Take a look at the author's thought process first; if you can accept it, then read the book. Because an older woman would occasionally bring He Daqing a few steamed buns after he was tricked and ran away by Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu couldn't report Yi Zhonghai to the police for embezzling their living expenses and concealing the matter of taking over the job, because that would be ungrateful.

I want to ask the author: How did Beijing's sandstorms originate? Why are they less frequent now? And why do Beijingers consider planting trees a noble cause?

If they're forcibly confined to the space, they'll suffocate. If they can't be confined, just knock them out and do whatever you want with them. If they can't stand this humiliation, just poison them, and the whole family will be wiped out.

This protagonist is a saint! He loves his country and his neighbors—a super patriotic central air conditioner!

Daily life—dozens of everyday images; the title alone makes you not want to read them. The author is too lazy.