An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin was absolutely furious!

The "1000" legal tender that he once treasured and had kept for several days turned out to be this kind of thing!

This is absolutely intolerable!

He cursed angrily—Fuck you!

Jiang Baobin crumpled up the banknotes and threw them into the broken bowl of a beggar with a child.

As a result, they didn't even lift their eyelids, let alone say thank you.

This is a silent protest—you're not helping me, you're humiliating me!

Jiang Baobin was defeated!

It was only then that he noticed why those riding in rickshaws and on bicycles all carried bulging bags.

It turned out the inside was full of money; they were in a hurry to buy something.

Otherwise, what you can buy with a bag of money today might only be half the amount you could buy tomorrow.

Even rice prices can jump up at any time, signifying that money is being devalued time and time again.

If things continue like this, how can we possibly manage?

The guy walked back dejectedly, but suddenly heard a soft, limp drumbeat.

Then came a series of shouts: "I'll buy any old clothes you have—I'll buy any old shoes you have—"

Jiang Baobin stopped, looked over, and then smiled.

He was a dark-skinned man in his thirties, wearing a straw hat, a sweatshirt, cloth trousers rolled up to his knees, and a basket...

It was exactly the same outfit Jiang Baobin wore when he first came here.

He followed instinctively.

This man was skilled; he carried a shoulder pole with two baskets on it, without using his hands to support them.

So his freed hands were used specifically for drumming: "Bang, bang, bang..."

Because the drumbeats were weak and didn't carry very far, they had to keep shouting as they walked.

Until someone came out of the courtyard and shouted, "The drummer!"

The man agreed and followed his master inside.

Jiang Baobin really wanted to go in and see how the transaction would go.

However, he still understood the rules of doing business—outsiders shouldn't meddle.

So I left with some regrets.

On his way back, he thought: if he hadn't transmigrated, the original owner would have continued wandering the streets like that person.

Once we're liberated, the government will probably arrange jobs for us.

Jiang Baobin then thought: If I don't come, the original owner of this body will most likely die young, and there will be no future for him.

In his previous life, before he turned twenty, this guy was busy studying.

Later, he became an exploited corporate slave.

Later, he returned to his hometown to take care of the elderly and did live streaming, keeping himself busy like a dog all day long.

He had no time to read time-travel novels, so he knew very little about this era.

Back home, he remained silent and retreated to his small hut.

This is not easy for him, because he is naturally a lively person, and now he really feels wronged.

However, the deaf old lady seemed to have taken an interest in Jiang Baobin and came to see him again today.

Jiang Baobin was naturally overjoyed—finally, he could have someone to talk to about the world.

No wonder his cheap mother calls him a "timely rain".

Just when he desperately needed her, the old woman appeared as expected.

After questioning the old lady, Jiang Baobin finally learned the truth.

It turns out there was a hidden reason why the third son of the Jiang family was disliked by his parents—

He was born on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, which is also known as the "Ghost Festival".

The older generation believes that children born on this day are unlucky, "hard-hearted," and will "bring misfortune" to their parents and the family.

And Jiang Laosan was indeed quite strange; Jiang's mother gave birth to Jiang Laoda and Jiang Laoer very smoothly.

When it was his turn, he suffered terribly and almost lost his life.

Later, when she gave birth to Jiang Daya, everything went smoothly.

1932 was the year when Japan invaded and annexed Northeast China.

As a result, the Chiang family suffered many misfortunes, and their few acres of land were forcibly seized by the "Reclamation Corps"!

Jiang's father was forced to work as a laborer for six months, barely escaping with his life!

All of these things were attributed to Jiang Laosan's "cursed parents".

As a result, when the Chiang family fled from Northeast China to the interior, they were robbed by bandits.

When he was fleeing, he was almost abandoned on the road to be fed to wild wolves while still in swaddling clothes.

It was only because the surviving Mrs. Jiang held him tightly that he escaped this ordeal.

Wow! It seems like Jiang Baobin has a special connection with the old lady in both his past and present lives!

This is why the eldest and second sons of the Jiang family were literate, while only the third son was illiterate.

Among them, Jiang Lao Er was the smartest of the next generation of the Jiang family. After graduating from middle school, he was admitted to the police academy.

This is also the source of the Chiang family's confidence in their future prosperity—other vendors are constantly being levied exorbitant taxes and levies.

The Jiang family is in a much better situation; they have someone protecting them.

Jiang Lao Er was not a "stinky-footed patrolman" with a stick in his hand, but a proper minor official.

There's more to the story, but we won't go into it here.

Of the three sons of the Jiang family, the third son was the most mediocre in talent and had a weak and dull personality.

With all these factors combined, how could he still have any standing in his parents' eyes?

Deciphering the reason why the original owner was disliked dispelled most of Jiang Baobin's doubts.

There is no hatred without a reason.

He also learned from the deaf old woman that the original owner's name was also Jiang Baobin.

This made him wonder if the system created this family based on its own circumstances.

Therefore, not only the name, but even the birthday is exactly the same as the original.

Then the remaining question is whether their body shape and appearance are also similar.

My real-world height is 177 centimeters.

The body that was transmigrated into was clearly not tall enough to reach that height; it was estimated to be around 170 cm.

Even so, she's still considered tall in this era.

As for his appearance, unfortunately there are no mirrors in the room, so it's impossible to determine for the time being.

Finally finding someone to speak, Jiang Baobin relaxed considerably and asked with a smile:

"Grandma Lu, don't you think it's really bad for babies born on the fifteenth of July?"

"Nonsense!" the deaf old woman replied decisively.

"Out of 365 days a year, how many people don't die? And how many days can you stop a child from being born?"

"They're all rotten-hearted bastards, using deceitful tricks just to swindle money from people."

The deaf old woman concluded, "People like that deserve a terrible death!"

This old lady is truly insightful and has a particular fondness for taking unconventional paths.

Take, for example, her daring to lock Lou Xiao'e and He Yuzhu in the same room. She's a truly unconventional person.

When was that? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was the height of a crisis; this old lady was incredibly audacious!

However, without her spirit of despising tradition, Sha Zhu'er would have no descendants, and her future would definitely be miserable.

When the deaf old lady left, Jiang Baobin saw her off at the front door.

Because the entire front yard was rented out, the main entrance was sealed off by the landlord.

The old lady wanted to go back to her room in the back courtyard, so she had to leave this courtyard and go around through the gate that opened into the side courtyard.

As for the relationship between the old lady and the owner of the house, Jiang Baobin couldn't ask directly and could only leave it for future investigation.

night.

It seems we can hear Jiang Baobin's inner thoughts.

Finally, the "heavenly sound" echoed in his mind:

"Ding! Player's physical condition has met the loading requirements..."