Siheyuan: Separate from the beginning and live with my sister

The sixties, the old city.

Siheyuan.

In a dark room, He Lin opened his eyes despite the headache.

It was pitch black all around. After adjusting for a while, He Lin's eyes slowly began to see the surrounding situation clearly.

This is not a small room, but the decoration style looks a bit damaged, not to mention the furniture and appliances. Apart from a bed and a wooden table, there are only a few broken stools that have been used for who knows how long.

As for home appliances? Apart from light bulbs, I don't think I found anything that uses electricity.

He Lin still remembers the time when he and his colleagues went to a research institute in the mountains.

When a flash flood suddenly occurred, He Lin jumped into the flood without hesitation to save a person who fell into the water. However, due to the urgency of time, He Lin did not tie the safety rope.

Instead, he held onto the rope and swam towards the drowning people. Unfortunately, just when he was about to reach the drowning people, he was hit by debris from upstream and then passed out...

He Lin pressed his hands on the brick floor and tried to stand up; his hands were sticky.

He Lin, who had been in the army for many years, immediately realized that his hands were stained with blood.

What happened? Wasn't I washed away by the flood? Is this my blood? I'm in the hospital.

Ding Ding, congratulations to the host for waking up, a sweet female voice came.

"Who is speaking?"

He Lin looked around, and with his keen sense acquired through long-term training, he was sure that there was no one in the room.

I am the assistant of the Qinman Siheyuan time travel system. You can call me the assistant or the system assistant. I only exist in your mind. This is the Sijiu City Siheyuan in the 1960s. The host has died in the original world.

"Host, do you choose to fuse your memories and start a courtyard life in a parallel world?"

He Lin felt confused and thought he was dead.

My best years of youth are gone before I could realize my ambitions. And what did you just say to this little assistant?

What is it like to fuse memories and start a life in a courtyard? What if they don’t fuse?

The fusion of memories is to merge the host's existing memories with the memories of the original body "He Lin". Starting a life in the Siheyuan means that the host will replace the original body "He Lin" to start a new life in the Siheyuan.

If you don't merge, it's GAME OVER for you, the host.

He Lin thought to himself, are you letting me choose?

It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, and it is not like I haven’t read time-travel novels before.

I remember that there was a period of time when I read a lot of books on various novel websites. I even read several Siheyuan-style novels, all kinds of heaven-defying golden fingers, all kinds of awesome systems...

Choose to fuse memories and start your courtyard life.

Congratulations to the host for starting a new life. This is the parallel world of Siheyuan.

The host will be automatically bound to the Siheyuan system, within which the host can sign in every day to receive prizes.

The prizes include various necessities of life, labor skills, small cards to assist in bird abuse, etc. The raffle prizes can also include various heaven-defying magical powers, heaven-defying fortune-changing rewards, etc.

Another severe headache came, and memories seemed to be transmitted into the brain like streams of data.

This is the old Sijiucheng in 1960, a courtyard house located at No. 94 Nanluoguxiang.

My name is still He Lin. I am actually the younger brother of He Yuzhu and the second older brother of He Yushui. I am 20 years old and a second-level fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant.

A few years ago, before his adoptive father He Daqing followed the White Widow to Baocheng to live, he relied on his connections in the steel mill and spent a lot of money to arrange for Sha Zhu to work in the steel mill canteen.

He also used his connections to reserve a work station for himself. Two years ago, when he turned 18, he went to work in the fitter workshop of the steel rolling mill. He also asked Sha Zhu and He Lin to take good care of Yu Shui, thus arranging a way of life for his three children.

He Lin's original name should have been He Yulin, but when registering his residence information, one character was omitted and it became He Lin.

This situation was not uncommon when He Lin was a child in his previous life. He even saw in the news that the gender on the ID card was registered incorrectly.

After all, there were no computer electronic systems at that time, and omissions were inevitable in manual transcription.

However, He Lin felt that it sounded better without the word "rain", so he did not change it.

He Lin's eldest brother Sha Zhu, whose real name is He Yuzhu, was asked by He Daqing to sell buns when he was a child. However, someone cheated him out of a large basket of buns by using invalid legal tender. He Daqing was so angry that his liver ached and he kept calling Sha Zhu a fool. Then Sha Zhu started shouting "Sha Zhu".

He Yushui is the third child in the He family, and is almost ten years younger than Sha Zhu.

So I have been playing with He Lin since I was a child, so naturally I have a close relationship with He Lin. I just got admitted to high school this year and study in a high school in Sijiu City. I come back once a week.

The first uncle in the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, the third uncle, Yan Bugui, the deaf old lady in the backyard, Xu Damao, the Jia family...

The names of the people in the courtyard full of birds appeared in He Lin's mind.

As a college student in the new century, He Lin browsed various websites in his spare time and naturally read this deceptive masterpiece.

Combining the Siheyuan time-travel novels I have read and the fused memories of my original body, I have a general understanding of the current situation of the Siheyuan.

It turned out that Sha Zhu came to He Lin to borrow money last night. It was already the end of the month and it was not yet time for the steel mill to pay salaries.

Sha Zhu is now the chef in the steel mill canteen, earning 37 yuan a month.

In addition, he could earn a few dollars by doing some private work occasionally, and ever since He Lin started working, it was He Lin who gave Yu Shui living expenses. Sha Zhu earned and spent his own money, and these thirty or forty dollars were enough to spend on a meal in a restaurant every now and then.

What's more, Shazhu works in the cafeteria and gets most of his food and drinks there.

After all, you can't not let the chef taste the dishes, so he takes a bite of this and half a bowl of that. Even if he can't go home full every day, at least he can eat half full every time he gets off work.

In addition, Sha Zhu was also responsible for preparing the hospitality meals for the steel mill's small kitchen, and occasionally he would bring back two lunch boxes.

In this age when most people don't have enough to eat, Sha Zhu has a stable life and doesn't have to worry about food and drink. It's impossible for him to live by borrowing money.

Unfortunately, Sha Zhu fell in love with Qin Huairu, the daughter-in-law of the Jia family, and lost himself in the constant shouting of "Zhu, Zhu".

The money he had saved was also siphoned off into various targeted donations organized by a big uncle Yi Zhonghai specifically for the Jia family under various pretexts. Every time, Sha Zhu was asked to donate more so that he could be the scapegoat.

The remaining money was also borrowed by Qin Huairu. After all, why should he pay back the money he borrowed with his own ability?

Borrowed and donated, there is only one word difference, the meaning is almost the same.

He Lin is now a second-level fitter in a steel rolling mill, earning 38.6 yuan per month (this second-level salary may be a bit high. The author found a salary list of that era on the Internet. The 7th-level worker earned 84.5 yuan per month, and the 8th-level worker earned 99 yuan per month. The latter salary numbers are still relatively reasonable. We will take this salary list as the standard).

I give Yushui 3 yuan a week for living expenses, plus Yushui's tuition and my own food and drink expenses for a month, and I have to save some money for the New Year so that I can buy a few feet of cloth to make new clothes for Yushui and myself.

He really didn't have any spare money to lend to Sha Zhu, and he was even more reluctant to do so when he knew that Sha Zhu was lending the money to Qin Huairu.