Sweet Home's start time is set back one month

In Room 1504 of Green Home, Chinese teacher Zheng Zaixian is preparing for Monday's Chinese class.

His room is as neat and boring as he is, but behind Zheng Zaixian, in a half-person-high cabinet, there is a Japanese sword.

This is the only item in the room that does not match his beliefs.

Zheng Zaixian sits cross-legged, leaning over the desk, preparing for class seriously.

Halfway through writing the lesson plan, Zheng Zaixian takes off his glasses and prepares to take a break. He stands up and stretches hard.

"It's another busy week ahead."

Zheng Zaixian walks to the cabinet where the swords are placed and pulls out the Japanese sword hidden in the black scabbard. The blade of this Japanese sword is narrow and long, and the blade is sharp, not like a real thing.

The Japanese sword in Zheng Zaixian's hand seemed to have life, slashing and cutting, and it was very agile.

A few years ago, Zheng Zaixian was still a young man who was drunk and aggressive, but after losing his parents, he chose to throw himself into the arms of God. After repenting to God, he gradually reformed and re-entered the social life.

Now he does not fight or grab when encountering things, and there is no trace of his former bastard.

On the side of the elevator on the 15th floor, in room 1510, Yin Zhixiu was busy for a long time, and finally finished temporarily arranging the items in the room. She slumped on the long sofa and took out the instruments in the guitar.

"Brother Dahai..."

"I will work hard with you..."

Yin Zhixiu simply tuned the strings, and a tune that was not too bad but a little annoying sounded in the room, spreading to the empty rooms around her. The continuous noise announced her arrival.

"Alas, young people nowadays can't leave me any rest time."

Han Douli, who was at 14:08, was awakened by the annoying sound of musical instruments. He had no choice but to sit in the wheelchair and start his afternoon work, using his crutches.

"Alas, what's going on? What's going on in society recently?"

Han Douli looked at the news on his phone, frowned and muttered to himself, and then he put the phone aside.

"Recently, society seems to be not very peaceful. I always feel like something is going to happen."

[Zizizizi! 】

Han Douli wore simple protective goggles and skillfully welded the circuits, adding a compression valve here and wiring there, transforming the cane that was useless most of the time except for occasionally hitting people.

People who didn't know him thought he was just having fun, pretending to weld.

But the photo of him in military uniform on his desk seemed to prove his strength.

No one here knew that Han Douli was a lieutenant before he lost his left leg. He knew the structure of weapons very well, so it was no problem for him to transform the cane, and it was even a bit of a waste of talent.

Park Li in Room 1411 listened to the musical instruments on the floor and tapped the board in annoyance. She lowered her head and looked at her kitten. She said helplessly: "Katie, mom will take you to eat delicious food tomorrow, okay?"

"Meow!"

On the 13th floor, Li Xiuxiong, who was on vacation, was wearing a military uniform and preparing to return to the barracks.

On the 8th floor, Li Enhe saw that there was an extra 64,000 yuan in his account. After confirming with the bank, he thought of a possibility.

Li Enhe walked to the door of Li Enyou's room and knocked gently. After waiting for about 10 seconds, he pushed the door open and walked in.

At this time, Li Enyou was in the joy of earning her first money. When she heard the knock on the door, she picked up the comic book on the bedside and pretended to lie on the bed and read the comic.

"I have an extra 60,000 yuan in my account. Does it have anything to do with you?"

Li Enyou closed the "Unworthy" to cover his face and replied impatiently: "The money I earned from working, I can support myself in the future, don't worry about it."

"Where can you get such a high salary for half a day's work?"

Li Enyou saw that Li Enhe would not give up until he got to know the truth, so he sat up and replied: "Azaxi from the floor above, he is going to start a business and asked me to help him."

"He pays me according to the adult hourly wage, one day at a time. Today I helped him clean the house, and I worked harder, so he paid me twice the hourly wage."

"Do you know now?"

After that, Li Enyou lay down again, facing Li Enhe with his back to read the comic book.

"You'd better tell the truth, which room does that person live in?"

"What? Are you going to visit the family?"

"Explain it to me clearly?"

In a hurry, Li Enhe grabbed Li Enyou's arm and pulled her in front of him.

"15:09, Jin Daji." Li Enyou replied angrily.

Realizing that he was a little out of line, Li Enhe took two steps back in a bit of confusion and turned to leave Li Enyou's room.

"He went to the district to do business today. It's useless for you to go to him. And you'd better not bother him, don't make me lose my job!"

Li Enyou threatened fiercely, and then she lay down again with her back to Li Enhe.

【Bang! 】

Li Enhe closed the door and thought for a moment. He still didn't give up and walked out of the house and took the elevator to the 15th floor.

In front of Room 1509, he pressed the doorbell several times, but no one answered. Li Enhe called "Jin Dae-woo, Jin Dae-woo" several times, but still no one answered.

He leaned close to the door and listened carefully. There was indeed no sound in the room.

Li Enhe held his glasses up, his mind full of speculation about Jin Dae-woo: "This is totally unlike the mentality of an entrepreneur. The hourly wage for a minor is so high. It's too unbelievable."

"You'd better not have any bad thoughts, Jin Dae-woo!"

After confirming that Jin Dae-woo was indeed not in Room 1509, Li Enhe took the elevator down to the 8th floor.

When he got out of the elevator, he met Choi Yun-jae, who seemed a little abnormal in his eyes. After a brief greeting, Choi Yun-jae took the elevator down.

"There are too many weirdos in this apartment. When I have more money in the future, it's better to move to the vicinity of Seoul's Dae-gu."

After the elevator door closed, Choi Yun-jae seemed to be acting up. He smiled strangely at the camera. It was because he often smiled strangely that he was classified as mentally abnormal by Li Enhe.

Choi Yun-jae could naturally understand Lee Eun-hyuk's alienation, but he never cared about the opinions of outsiders.

After taking the elevator to the first floor, Choi Yun-jae saw the convenience store owner beating his wife at home again. He sneered at him: "A man without taste!"

Turning his head, Choi Yun-jae restored his harmless smile and walked out of the green home.

In Room 1502, Kim Dae-woo was lying on the bed bored.

"A-choo, A-choo!"

[Who is thinking about me? ]

"Jung Yoo-mi?"

"Hmm~~"

Kim Dae-woo shook his head vigorously, with a look of rejection on his face.

"Lee Eun-woo?"

"We're not that close."

"Yin Ji-soo?"

"We've only met once, so it shouldn't happen."

Jin Dae-woo smiled and waved his hand, looking very happy.

"Could it be Teacher Zheng?"

The people he met in the past three days, as suspects of the crime that caused him to sneeze, appeared in Jin Dae-woo's mind like a revolving lantern, and then he rejected them one by one.

[It turns out that I already have so many acquaintances, so my story should enter the main chapter. 】