Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

How can everything in this world go as planned? Except for life and death, everything is a trivial matter. In the vast universe, life is like a fleeting moment. Even if you try your best, there are only 36,000 days. Although there are thousands of changes, you can't escape birth, aging, sickness and death. Especially for ordinary people, the only right way to spend their time is to pass on their family line. All glory and wealth are just illusions that cannot be grasped!

As an ordinary person, Yang Shangjin has not had wealth, a beautiful wife and concubines, or many children and grandchildren in the past 40 years. He only has scars and rich life experiences given by time. Even if you fight a thousand times, you can't get rid of the manipulation of fate. As an old man, you can only sigh: fate is unfair!

Yang Shangjin, who had great ambitions but little talent, could not resist the cruel reality. He was admitted to an ordinary junior college. After graduation, he hurriedly found a job and worked for 20 years. After working for two years, he married a classmate he had been in love with for four years, and the next year, he welcomed a big fat boy. Then he worked day after day, year after year. Busy and nervous, forty years of life slipped away in the blink of an eye.

There is no wealth, no passion, no ups and downs.

Lao Yang (Yang Shangjin) studied computer information in college. In 2000, computer science was an extremely popular major, and a large number of students flocked to popular majors such as computer application, computer programming, and computer information management. Lao Yang followed the crowd and enrolled in a second-rate school. The only thing that made him proud was that he met his current wife.

Mr. Yang, who is over 40 years old, is introverted and doesn't like to make friends. During holidays, he stays at home watching TV series or reading Tomato novels. He is a bit of a tech geek and has no friends or social circle.

Lao Yang's wife suggested that he do live broadcasting, or edit short videos to attract traffic. Lao Yang himself still feels a little afraid of live broadcasting. For him who has mild social phobia, it is still difficult to cross this hurdle to do live broadcasting. As an IT technician, it is still possible to make short videos with the help of software, and he can still get a lot of commissions by taking orders from some professional platforms.

As a technician who has been working in the computer room for a long time, Lao Yang knows the most about various online novels besides his own technology. He read martial arts novels secretly when he was in school, and read online novels after graduation. He has read more than a thousand online novels, and it seems that he can try writing novels.

Lao Yang, who just wants to do something, directly logged into the Tomato Novel backend that he had always used, registered as an author, downloaded the writing assistant, and started his creative journey.

Due to long-term late nights working overtime and reading, Lao Yang's health is worrying. It was 1:11 in the morning when he registered as a writer. Thinking back to the times when he read books, he felt excited and confused while staring at the phone interface. In the end, he succumbed to the invasion of high blood pressure and fell asleep...

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1960, Kyoto, China, No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, Dongzhimen, Red Star Courtyard, West Wing, Front Yard. Old Yang slowly opened his eyes and reached out to touch the head of the bed, but couldn't find it. He woke up suddenly and searched around, but couldn't find his phone. Suddenly he noticed that the bed and pillow were different from his own.

Old Yang took a quick look and found that the room of more than 10 square meters only had a wooden bed, a wardrobe, a square table with four benches, and a few porcelain bowls and a thermos on the table. There was a cupboard on one side of the door, and a few sundries could be vaguely seen. On the other side of the door was a coal stove with a kettle burning on the stove, and a chimney protruded from the window. A bamboo basket was hung on the beam, and an electric light was hung next to it. This was a single room, a single room with only one room.

Old Yang looked at the strange room stupidly, thinking in a messy way, where am I? Suddenly, a memory rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, conquering the city. He fell on the bed with a bang, and the memories slowly merged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He traveled through time, and the owner of the body was also called Yang Shangjin, born in 1931, from Chengde, North China. When he was eight years old, his parents were killed by the Japanese, and he wandered around. In 1940, he came to Yan'an with several fellow villagers to make a living, and was taken in and trained by our party's organization behind enemy lines, and was sent to Kyoto to engage in underground work. He made outstanding contributions during the War of Resistance.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he actively worked in North China and made outstanding contributions to the smooth takeover of Kyoto by our army. In 1949, he was shot in the head during an operation to capture enemy spies. Fortunately, he survived, but he was unable to work as a spy. In 1956, he was transferred to the guard room of the Dongzhimen Branch of the Kyoto Public Security Department.

Because he was shot in the head and the shrapnel could not be removed, he had a severe headache whenever it was rainy, cold, or he did strenuous exercise, so his current job was a kind of early retirement. Due to Lao Yang's outstanding achievements and heroic performance, the organization gave him a one-time compensation of 500 million yuan and a monthly living allowance of 10 yuan (the first set of currency), and Lao Yang donated all the money to the Kyoto Orphanage.

Lao Yang works as a security guard at the Dongzhimen Branch, earning 55 yuan a month (the second set of currency after 55), plus 15 yuan military service allowance, which makes about 70 yuan a month. He gets a free meal at the bureau at noon, and his daily expenses are very low, so he has about 4000 yuan in savings.

The courtyard house I live in now was bought when I was undercover. The owner was the name Lao Yang used when he was undercover. After liberation, the house deed was changed and the courtyard house was rented out through the street. At first, I was arranged to live in the police dormitory, but Lao Yang couldn't control his behavior when he had a headache, so he moved out to live alone in order not to affect other colleagues.

Hongxing Siheyuan is a three-courtyard courtyard, divided into the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard. There are about 20 households and nearly people. There is a senior uncle in charge of each courtyard, namely: the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and the third uncle Yan Bugui.

This room is an ear room in the west wing of the front yard, about 15 square meters. Since I have never been married, I live alone and I don’t have anything in the house. It is February 1960, just after the Spring Festival, the weather is still very cold, and the stove near the door is emitting heat waves.

"Is this a time travel?" Old Yang muttered to himself.

“It’s still a worn-out courtyard house.”

Old Yang seemed to have thought of something, and with his eyes shining, he shouted anxiously: "System... Master Tong... Master Tong... System Dad... Are you there?..."

According to the experience in the online article in the previous life - you must bring a cheat code when traveling through time, and keep testing in the hope of finding the existence of the system. After half a day, Lao Yang was disappointed. He tried all the methods he could think of and found no signs of the existence of the system. Lao Yang got up from the bed, wrapped himself in a cotton-padded jacket, but still felt cold, so he walked to the table and poured a bowl of hot water from the thermos. Lao Yang held the porcelain bowl with both hands and blew away the hot air, took a sip carefully, felt that the water was not too hot, and slowly drank it. After a bowl of hot water, Lao Yang felt warm in his stomach.

Old Yang started to think about the cheat code again. Many predecessors' systems were unable to be opened because they were severely damaged after the host traveled through time. They needed to collect enough energy to be opened. Generally, what was needed was electricity, attention (belief), emotion value, gold coins, gold jade, etc.

The more Lao Yang thought about it, the more confused he felt. He became more and more suspicious whether he had a golden finger - naked!

With tears in his eyes, he sighed to the sky: "If I don't have the golden finger to travel through time, then it's all in vain!"

Living is not only about poetry and distant places, but also about the survival of life. You have to live without a system! I just don’t know if you can travel back. I remember that in some online novels, as long as the traveler completes the designated task, he can travel back, and he can return with a full load, and he will become tall, rich and handsome! Some travelers can travel back and forth or travel continuously, and they can also cultivate to become immortals. It’s exciting to think about it, and my mouth is watering!

"The world is so unfair! Please let me go back! I have a wife to love and children to raise." Old Yang shouted excitedly.

After the excitement, Lao Yang wondered if the system was not started in the right way, or if the system was not powered on due to insufficient energy. Or if the conditions for starting were not met, and it could not be started? There are thousands of systems, who knows which one I am!

"Do you want to give it a try?" Old Yang stared at the only power socket in the room, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"What if it is?...What if it isn't!" It's really confusing.

"Gongan Yang, Gongan Yang, what's the matter?" The voice of the third uncle Yan Bugui came from outside the door, followed by a knock on the door and a push.