The Dream Fulfillment Master in the Courtyard

Inside the dilapidated house, on the kang (a heated brick bed) that barely had any warmth.

Shen Zhiyu wrapped herself tightly in the tattered quilt, but she was still shivering.

This is like my ancestors' graves have been blown up!

He was enjoying hotpot at his hometown, watching the boring Spring Festival Gala, when the thought of being over thirty and still single made Shen Zhiyu unable to resist having a couple more drinks.

I waited until midnight, intending to go to the courtyard to burn some paper money for our ancestors, but as soon as I stepped out the door, I found myself in this freezing place.

He couldn't figure out whether he had traveled through time or if there was a temporal distortion.

The moment he opened the door, he vaguely heard someone say in his ear, "My dear grandson, you are so filial!"

Then, Shen Zhiyu noticed that his appearance hadn't changed much, except that he was darker, thinner, and his beer belly was gone.

But his clothes had changed; instead of the light and warm down jacket, he was wearing a dirty and tattered black cotton-padded coat.

But he was certain that it was indeed his own body!

Because he stepped on the Seven Stars!

The fortune teller once said that he was born with seven stars under his feet, destined for great wealth and honor.

When he grew up, he finally received the imperial robe!

Too bad, I'm a food delivery driver!

Fortune tellers are all liars after all!

They predicted the beginning correctly, but not the end!

Now, Shen Zhiyu has been sent directly to some unknown place.

In the dead of winter, the north wind howled, snowflakes fluttered, and it was quiet outside, without a glimmer of light.

Shen Zhiyu dared not go out and could only tremble inside the house.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyu finally understood the old saying: "Young man sleeping on a cold kang relies entirely on strong fire to endure it!"

……

Shen Zhiyu stayed up until dawn, when the wind and snow outside stopped, before finally getting out of bed.

He needs to figure out exactly where he is first.

Pushing open the door, Shen Zhiyu was stunned by what she saw outside.

The snow wasn't thick, just a thin layer.

People were already shoveling snow in the yard.

A woman!

When the other person looked up at the sound of the door opening, Shen Zhiyu was truly stunned.

This woman is quite attractive, even beautiful!

But that's not the point!

The key point is, this woman looks very familiar!

Who is it?

Shen Zhiyu looked at the other person, a name lingering in her mind, but she couldn't quite recall it.

"Good morning, Sister Qin!"

Suddenly, a man's voice rang out.

Shen Zhiyu's mind suddenly became much clearer.

woman!

Qin Huairu!

And the man who just shouted?

Shen Zhiyu looked up and, sure enough!

Silly Zhu, who looks a bit older than his age!

So, this place is the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang!

After figuring out where she was, Shen Zhiyu was even more confused. How did she end up here?

"Oh, Comrade Shen is awake too!"

After greeting Qin Huairu, Sha Zhu saw Shen Zhiyu and greeted her cheerfully.

Shen Zhiyu stared at Sha Zhu for a while, thinking to herself that Sha Zhu knew her surname was Shen, which meant that he was also a resident of this courtyard house, and his house was just a side room.

So, when did you move in?

What kind of job should I do?

As Shen Zhiyu was thinking, Qin Huairu's voice rang out: "Silly Zhu, you're such a fool!"

"Hehe, I was just bored!"

Sha Zhu replied to Qin Huairu.

Shen Zhiyu was even more confused after listening to their conversation.

Listening to Qin Huairu's words, it seemed that something was wrong with what Sha Zhu had said to him.

"Sister Qin, do you think Shen Shazi (Shen the Fool) finds living like this tiring?"

Is there anyone who doesn't find life tiring?

Qin Huairu muttered something under her breath.

Shen the Fool?

Shen Zhiyu was slightly taken aback when she heard Sha Zhu's words, and then realized that Sha Zhu was talking about him!

Me, a fool?

Shen Zhiyu's hands were itching; she wanted to hit someone.

He's not a fool like Zhu; he's been called "Foolish Zhu" his whole life, and he's never even tried to correct himself.

So, Shen Zhiyu pounced straight at Sha Zhu.

"You idiot Shen, I'll f*** your grandpa!"

Before Sha Zhu could react, Shen Zhiyu tackled him and delivered two vicious punches to his face.

As the war god of the courtyard and the one in charge of martial arts, Sha Zhu is undoubtedly very capable in combat.

But Shen Zhiyu was no pushover either.

He discovered that his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

A flurry of punches followed, leaving Sha Zhu's face covered in blood.

nosebleed!

It was only after Qin Huairu shouted that people came over and managed to pull Shen Zhiyu off Sha Zhu.

"Qin Huairu, what's going on?"

"Why did they suddenly start fighting?"

As the head steward of the courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai was naturally obliged to step in and distinguish right from wrong.

Qin Huairu looked at the blood-soaked Sha Zhu, then at the indignant Shen Zhiyu, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"Uncle, that's what happened. For some reason, Xiao Shen suddenly rushed over and tackled Sha Zhu!"

"What else could it be?"

Xu Damao jumped in, "Xiao Shen can't stand hearing people talk about him like that. Sha Zhu deserved to be beaten up for his own stupidity!"

"Xu Damao, you bastard!"

Sha Zhu immediately became agitated upon hearing Xu Damao's words.

With so many people around, Yi Zhonghai couldn't very well side with Sha Zhu, so he snorted coldly, glared at Sha Zhu, and said, "Zhu Zi, what's wrong with you? How many times have I told you?"

"Comrade Shen was injured while trying to save our steel mill's state-owned assets. He's a hero and deserves our respect!"

Why do you always provoke him?

"Hey old man, I didn't say anything to him. I was chatting with Sister Qin when he suddenly rushed over and hit me!"

Sha Zhu felt wronged as well.

In the past, when Shen Zhiyu went berserk and hit people, it was because others directly called him an idiot. This time, he didn't say anything to Shen Zhiyu, so why was he still being hit?

"You're still complaining!"

"Apologize to Xiao Shen right now!"

"Also, you need to compensate Xiao Shen two yuan!"

"You'll be cooking for Xiao Shen for the next two weeks!"

"Is there a problem?"

"without!"

Faced with the powerful Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu could only obediently admit defeat and accept punishment.

Through this conversation, Shen Zhiyu finally understood her general situation.

However, he was certain that he was not the Xiao Shen they were talking about.

But this matter is hard to explain.

Moreover, he needs an identity now.

That's fine too.

Originally, his parents had long since passed away, and he was all alone, so he had nothing to miss.

If we could live a good life in this era, we might even be able to ensure the continuation of the Shen family line.

Has the timeline changed?

That's not important!

All the heavens and myriad realms are one family!

Once the issue was clarified, the residents of the courtyard house who had gathered around dispersed.

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, but pondered how she could gradually return to normal. After all, it's a bit difficult for a mentally challenged person to live a good life.

Judging from what Yi Zhonghai said, it seems that he still needs someone to help him with his meals.

No wonder there's nothing in the house!

His feelings no longer belonged to him!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he should now be subcontracted to the courtyard house by the steel rolling mill.