Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

The god of luck seems to be blessing this brave man who is about to awaken.

Chen Fei accidentally triggered the mysterious system, and a series of rewards came like a tide, including the meat tickets and currency he desperately needed, which not only made up for the bacon lost due to the Yan family's trick, but also gave him the capital to fight back.

In the dead of night, Fade Chen sat under the dim light, tightly holding the pen that could rewrite his destiny.

His eyes flashed with determination and wisdom. In order to completely break the Yan family's conspiracy, he needed a "scapegoat", and this person must be able to cause enough chaos without directly implicating himself.

Yi Zhonghai, Xu Damao, Sha Zhu, the three names flashed through Chen Fei's mind one by one.

Xu Damao was naturally eliminated because he went to the countryside to show movies. The ones left were the seemingly honest and simple Yi Zhonghai and the straightforward Sha Zhu.

However, although Sha Zhu has an irreconcilable feud with him, his carefree character makes him less likely to arouse suspicion and may even become a loophole in this plan.

Finally, Chen Fei's eyes were fixed on Yi Zhonghai, the neighbor who seemed gentle but was actually scheming.

Once the decision is made, action will be unstoppable.

Chen Fei began to imitate Qin Huairu's handwriting, and every stroke was full of calculation.

With a sneer on his lips, he had already planned a "perfect" affair in his mind, aiming to lure Yi Zhonghai step by step into the trap he had set.

"Hmph, Yi Zhonghai, just wait to be the scapegoat." Chen Fei muttered to himself as he wrote, his words revealing unquestionable confidence and ruthlessness.

The contents of the note are enough to ruin Yi Zhonghai's reputation, and all this will happen quietly without his knowledge.

At the same time, Qin Huairu's desire for revenge was also brewing.

She was unwilling to fail, and even more unwilling to see Chen Fei escape her control.

So she sneaked into the cellar in advance. It was dark and damp, a perfect place to carry out her conspiracy.

She clenched the blade in her hand, with a determined light flashing in her eyes. She vowed to teach Fade Chen a lesson he would never forget in this cellar.

However, she didn't know that Chen Fei was no longer the soft persimmon that could be easily bullied.

As the night deepened, the wind in the alley seemed to be a little chilly.

Chen Fei and Qin Huairu, two people with their own ulterior motives, are about to stage a thrilling contest on this ancient land.

Fade Chen sat in his simple house, holding a forged note he had just completed in his hand, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

A sneer appeared on his lips, and he was thinking about the good show that was about to happen.

The handwriting on the note was crooked, but it was enough to mislead people - it was an "invitation letter" that led Yi Zhonghai into a trap.

Chen Fei carefully placed the note in an inconspicuous corner of the yard, a place that Yi Zhonghai must pass by every day, making sure that he could find it easily.

At the same time, Qin Huairu had been waiting in the cellar for a long time. The dim candlelight flickered, stretching her figure. She held the wooden stick tightly in her hand, and her eyes showed both determination and a bit of uneasiness.

She silently held hatred for Chen Fei in her heart and vowed to make him pay for what he had done.

Soon, Yi Zhonghai found the note in the yard as Chen Fei had expected.

He frowned, full of doubts, but the contents of the note seemed to have a magical power, driving him step by step towards the cellar.

The entrance to the cellar was barely illuminated by moonlight. Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and stepped into the unknown abyss.

When Qin Huairu heard the footsteps, her heart beat faster. She held her breath and waited for the best moment.

When Yi Zhonghai's figure completely entered her sight, she swung the stick violently and shouted: "Mortal offense!"

The sound echoed in the narrow cellar, sounding particularly harsh.

This exclamation was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

The surrounding residents were awakened and came towards the sound. The beams of flashlights gathered at the entrance of the cellar, illuminating this sudden farce.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu cried even harder, but a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

In the dim light, she mistook Yi Zhonghai for Chen Fei, and each of her blows landed solidly on the innocent Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned and tried to explain, but could only groan in pain.

"Qin Huairu, what are you doing?!" the first neighbor who rushed into the cellar asked loudly. The flashlight shone directly on Qin Huairu, illuminating her tear-stained face and eyes full of hatred.

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and cried, "It was him, it was Fade Chen who dragged me in, he wanted to do something bad to me!"

There was a tearful tone in her voice, but it couldn't hide the panic in it.

However, when everyone helped Yi Zhonghai up and saw his scarred body and innocent eyes, everything seemed to become less simple.

Qin Huairu's accusation cast doubts in everyone's minds, and the atmosphere on the scene became subtle and tense.

"Qin Huairu, are you sure it's Chen Fei? Why do we see Yi Zhonghai here?" A woman who usually has a good relationship with Qin Huairu asked, with a bit of confusion and doubt in her tone.

Qin Huairu was stunned, and only then did she realize her mistake.

She looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on her, with expressions of sympathy, confusion, and indifference.

Suddenly I felt an unprecedented despair and panic.

At this moment, Chen Fei was standing on a roof not far away, taking in all of this in the faint moonlight.

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and he was secretly glad that his plan went so smoothly.

The night is still deep; the wind blows gently.

This turmoil in the courtyard seemed to be just a brief episode in the long night, but it was enough to change the fate of many people.

The conspiracy between Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng seemed particularly gloomy under the moonlight, but they never expected that their calculations would inadvertently push Yi Zhonghai to the forefront.

At this moment, Chen Fei was working at a simple desk, holding an old fountain pen tightly in his hand, the tip of the pen lightly touching the yellowed letter paper, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that Yi Zhonghai's subtle feelings for Qin Huairu were the sharpest weapon in his hand.

Chen Fei sneered, thinking to himself, "Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai, you claim to be smart all your life, but you don't know that you have already fallen into my chess game."

He carefully recalled the handwriting on the original note, trying to imitate every stroke accurately, as if he was racing against time to slowly unfold a carefully planned scheme.

The pen tip jumped on the paper, the handwriting was smooth and natural, and a new note that could change the situation was quietly born.

Chen Fei examined his masterpiece with satisfaction, his eyes flashing with determination and expectation.

"At half past ten, under the old locust tree in the backyard, you will find the answer you want." These short and meaningful words were enough to make Yi Zhonghai fall into endless reverie and struggle.

This move was not only a test for Yi Zhonghai, but also the beginning of his reversal of fate.

On the other side, Yan Jiecheng paced anxiously in the house, looking out the window from time to time, his heart full of uneasiness.

He turned to his father, Yan Bugui, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice: "Dad, can we really do this? What if..."