Unwittingly arriving at this familiar courtyard house, Song Yuan, possessing memories of his future life, believes that respecting the fate of others is a fundamental virtue. You're taking advantage of your age? I'll speak of national righteousness! You're trying to morally blackmail me? I'll say the law is impartial! In this vibrant era, Song Yuan doesn't want to deal with these petty squabbles; he only wants to shine! Single female lead + intelligent protagonist + no vulgarity + no talismans. There's a cheat code, but it's not very useful. The main story is about a modern person using legal thinking to live in a courtyard house.
[Period setting] [Includes a space element] [Includes some TV drama heroines] [Primarily original plot] [Slow burn, not a fast-paced story] Do not read if you dislike this.
A modern young man is reborn in a traditional courtyard house in 1959. In this era where people often struggle to find enough to eat and meat is a rare treat even during the Lunar New Year, watch as he, with his newfound spatial ability, rises from a lowly purchasing agent to become a star.
This is my first time writing a book. I have read a lot of Siheyuan fan fiction and watched the TV series. I just feel sad. The fate of Shazhu Yushui should not be like that. There should be such a person to save them, and there should also be such a person to change this Siheyuan.
Reborn as He Yuzhu in a chaotic Siheyuan courtyard, he awakens the Divine Chef System—with top-tier cooking skills and a sharp mind, he's not here to be anyone’s fool.
From day one, he marries his wife and flips the script on this so-called "neighborhood drama." Qin Huairu and the First Uncle try to guilt-trip him with their twisted morals? Not a chance.
Jia Zhang and Bang Geng causing trouble again? Brother Zhuzi has no time for their nonsense—and he’s not afraid to show them who's boss.
Wholesome vibes, slice-of-life twists, character reworks, and a loyal single female lead—watch He Yuzhu cook up a new life in the courtyard, one dish (and one showdown) at a time!
Liu Xiaohu accidentally traveled back to 1945 and became a five-year-old child. With the novice buff given by the strongest buff system, he fled with his family all the way to Sijiu City and settled down there.
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the buff "
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the buff "
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the buff "
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"Single female protagonist Qin Jingru", "Yi Zhonghai's apprentice", "Game system", "1962", "Ordinary life", "Develop some technology"
He was successfully sent to the world of "Love in the Courtyard" by the Hundred Ton King, and with the principle of making the best of it, he began a peaceful life in the courtyard.
Yang Tao looked at the big words "God's Blessing" that popped up on the system, and felt a wet feeling on his face. He reached out and touched his cheek.
"sweat?"
Yang Tao looked up at the gloomy sky and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"So it's the rain! I was wondering, how could a mere courtyard make me sweat so much?"
The Beijing courtyard house is the characteristic of an era and the beginning of a new life. When Zhou Zhiyuan, who understood the trajectory of history, walked into this courtyard house, his life in this era officially began.
Everyone in the courtyard is a living person, with his or her own little thoughts and calculations.
Jiang Yuan moved from the Siheyuan to Hong Kong Island just to avoid living that simple life for too long.
[Not aggressive, daily, spacious, relaxing, those who like to recall the past and think of the present should not enter]
Niu Wangcai traveled to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, which was normal.
Niu Wangcai lives opposite Yan Fugui's house in the front yard, which is normal.
Niu Wangcai has both parents..., Niu Wangcai has been engaged since childhood...
Aren't all orphans in novels? They give you a whole family and a wife at the beginning...
Transported into the world of a Siheyuan courtyard, all he wants is a quiet life—tending his crops, fishing by the lake, and drifting through the slow rhythm of the city's alleys, skirting the edges of human frailty.
To live simply... as just an ordinary man.