Courtyard House: Passing through the Silly Pillar, Activating the Blessed Cave Heaven

He Yuzhu is 23 years old this year. He failed to get into high school after graduating from junior high school at the age of 15, so his parents sent him to New Oriental Culinary School to learn cooking skills.

After three years of diligent study, he first worked as a kitchen helper in a five-star hotel in Shenzhen for two years. Later, feeling homesick, he returned to his hometown and became the head chef of a local restaurant.

The restaurant owner is thirty-three years old and owns the restaurant.

That evening, He Yuzhu cleaned the kitchen spotlessly, went to the front desk, and handed over his work to the proprietress who was checking the accounts.

"Boss lady, the kitchen is all ready. Here's the list of groceries we need to buy tomorrow." He handed her a densely written list.

The proprietress quickly glanced at the order form: "Okay, you can go home now. Be careful on your way home."

He Yuzhu said goodbye to Lü Xiaofang, a waitress who was cleaning the lobby: "Xiaofang, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."

He carried the insulated lunchbox he had prepared in advance out of the restaurant, rode his Yadea electric scooter, and hummed a little tune back to his rented room.

Today is payday, and he's in a particularly good mood. He plans to cook some dishes and have a few drinks to celebrate.

Inside the insulated box was his signature stew, which he had specially prepared for himself before leaving get off work.

He Yuzhu poured the stew into a frying pan, heated it on an induction cooker, and then took out a plate of fried peanuts from the kitchen cabinet.

He pulled out the Fenjiu liquor hidden under the dining table, poured himself a full glass, and slowly savored it. He ate it with crunchy peanuts and hot tofu stew, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Stewed tofu with pickled vegetables, even the gods wouldn't trade it!" He muttered to himself as he ate, and before he knew it, the entire bottle of Fenjiu was empty.

Drunk and too lazy to clean up the table, He Yuzhu staggered back to his bedroom and fell asleep immediately.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a strong urge to urinate. He got up in a daze to find a toilet, but ended up walking in front of the refrigerator.

He instinctively opened the refrigerator door, took out his penis, and started urinating inside the refrigerator.

After finishing, he shook himself off, pulled up his pants, and turned to leave, but accidentally stepped on the power strip cord on the ground.

Just as he was about to fall, he instinctively reached out to brace himself, but ended up pressing his hand right onto the urine he had just urinated on.

Just as he was about to get up, his urine-soaked hand accidentally pressed against the live power strip.

He Yuzhu shuddered violently and fainted on the spot.

A local news outlet subsequently reported the accident: "A young man urinated indiscriminately at home after drinking alcohol, and accidentally touched a power outlet, resulting in electrocution and death. We urge the public to drink responsibly and pay attention to electrical safety."

When He Yuzhu woke up again, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed.

"I clearly remember falling in my rented apartment, how did I end up here?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was not the familiar white ceiling of the rented room, but the traditional tiled roof supported by wooden beams.

Just as he was about to get up and check his surroundings, a sharp pain shot through his limbs and bones, and his vision went black as he lost consciousness again.

While unconscious, He Yuzhu seemed to be experiencing a long dream.

In his dream, he became a crying, hungry baby, reliving his growth process from birth to age eleven.

When He Yuzhu woke up again, he stared at his own small, tender hands and finally realized that he had experienced the legendary time travel—and it was a soul possession-style time travel.

That long dream was the process of him merging his memories with those of the original owner of this body; however, he still held the reins of consciousness.

The original owner of this body was named He Yuzhu, nicknamed "Silly Zhu".