Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

In the north side of the inner room, there was a double Simmons bed, a combination cabinet on the west wall, and a 1.4-meter writing desk on the east wall next to the south window. These were all furnishings of the north room.

The Zhang family moved in with all their belongings, so these will be placed here. Because they were wiped clean while moving them, they are cleaner than the coffee table in the outer room.

Tang Yisheng walked over and placed the food on the table.

On the writing desk, Tang Yisheng's black-and-white childhood photos and color photos from elementary and junior high school are still pressed under the glass.

The once warm family of three, with a photo of the biological parents and Tang Yisheng pressed under the glass tabletop.

Now they're all put into photo albums and locked in the bottom drawer of my desk.

Tang Yisheng stroked his chin.

When did you clear out this yard and start renovating it?

It seems to have been around the time it was selected as a protected cultural relic in the provincial capital for the third or fourth time.

The four south-facing rooms will be turned into the Old Boys Bar.

The west and east wings have been converted into guesthouses with a daily rental fee of 850 yuan.

Tang Yisheng himself only kept the main hall and the main house on the east side.

The west side will be rented to a beautiful female internet celebrity for a long time.

Thinking of that girl, Tang Yisheng couldn't help but sigh again.

The trigger for the time travel was accompanying a heartbroken fat man in his drinking.

Fatty was frustrated by Jiang Ruoxi's third marriage and drank heavily. Tang Yisheng also got drunk, but it wasn't entirely for anyone else's sake.

Everyone is actually fighting and suffering in ways that others don't know or understand, in places unknown to others.

Tang Yisheng accompanied the fat man to drink and relieve his boredom, but in reality, he was also taking the opportunity to vent the bitterness and depression in his heart.

Or else?

Adults resonate with young women and internet celebrities, but they have no soul connection with 41-year-old fat, nerdy guys.

At that time, the internet celebrity had graduated from university for about half a year, and her family arranged blind dates for her and urged her to go back home.

This also means that Tang Yisheng, the landlord who is a generation and a half older than his wife, can no longer use exercise to replace rent and make both of them happy at the same time.

The tacit understanding built over two years had to be broken due to the age difference and reality.

Who can deny that this is also a kind of suffering?

Emptiness, loneliness, and coldness are the greatest torments for middle-aged people.

The flirtatious and suave internet celebrity has left.

I wonder if the next tenant might also be unwilling to pay rent in real money...

Tang Yisheng plopped down on the edge of the bed, looked around, and tried to distract himself to alleviate the strange feeling in his body.

The boy's body is great.

Just thinking about it elicited a huge reaction.

Tang Yisheng sighed.

In this life, he will never betray the chance to start over.

He wants to make money, lots and lots of money.

He has to support his family, a lot of them... well, to live the wonderful, longed-for life.

For a better life, he also needs to work out to maintain a good physique, physical strength, and even endurance.

He wants both the energy of youth and the charm of middle-aged men.

A figure walked past the window, and then another figure walked back.

The east wing room had no curtains, and although it was dark inside, you could still see a little if you looked closely.

"Where's your sister?"

Tang Yisheng was neither shy nor coy. Upon seeing Zhang Xu, he immediately stepped forward and asked the question.

"Inside the house."

Zhang Xu dared not act recklessly towards this "landlord".

The young man first tasted sorrow when he was "living under someone else's roof." The young man was thin-skinned, and the more confident Tang Yisheng was, the more submissive he became.

Her eyes darted around, and she didn't even dare to look Tang Yisheng in the eye.

"Could you call out for me? Thanks, buddy."

For underage young men, calling them "little brother," "younger brother," "brother," or "buddy" doesn't have the same impact as calling them "man."

The word "man" is not only full of energy, but also guides a positive and proactive trend.

It is very suitable for teenagers who are just beginning to grow up and are confused after experiencing family changes.

Upon hearing this address, Zhang Xu immediately straightened his back and spoke more readily: "Oh, I'll go call him right away."

Actually, Zhang Lei came out after hearing the noise before Zhang Xu even entered the house.

With a gentle smile on her face, she walked in the caress of the bright sunshine, looking exceptionally pure and lovely.

Have you had lunch?

Tang Yisheng admired the view while asking questions.

"You haven't eaten yet? How about we go to my shop and I'll treat you to some spicy hot pot?"

Zhang Xu pursed his lips. Just now, the two of them were at odds, and neither of them wanted to go to the store to help.

So you're inviting me out now?

"If you've already eaten it, then forget it."

Tang Yisheng deliberately tested him.

"I'm busy packing my luggage, I haven't had a chance to eat yet."

The younger brother rolled his eyes.

She picked out all the gluten from my cold noodles, and she also scooped up most of the cucumber shreds.

This is what you call not having time to eat?

You didn't make sure your younger brother was fed properly.

"That's perfect, I brought some food, let's eat together."

"Did you bring lunch?"

Zhang Lei was taken aback.

"I went to have lunch with my sister, but the occasion was too formal and I didn't enjoy the meal, so I just packed it up and brought it back to eat with you."

When school was over, Zhang Lei and her friends saw Tang Yisheng walking together with Song Junying from the senior arts and sports class.

Tang Yisheng prepared to defuse unnecessary speculation in a tactful manner.

Some setbacks and misunderstandings are really unnecessary.

Tang Yisheng is reborn to live the simple life he longed for, not to film an idol drama. There's no need to make things complicated and difficult for both sides.

"Your sister? Song Junying from our school is your sister?"

"Give me a few plates and bowls, can we eat and chat at the same time?"

"Oh, how many do you want?"

Zhang Lei realized what was happening.

"You're my brother, right? Are you hungry? Want to grab something to eat?"

Zhang Xu was intrigued and was about to speak.

"No need, he just finished eating."

What a cruel sister.

I think I can almost smell the braised or sweet and sour sauce.

So it was circumvented just like that?

Am I really your biological brother? How can your older sister act like this?

"Actually, I brought quite a lot; the two of us might not be able to finish it all."

Tang Yisheng suppressed a laugh and, as Zhang Lei turned to go inside, winked at Zhang Xu, who was stealing a glance.

Zhang Xu mumbled a few words, then followed his sister into the house dejectedly.

Tang Yisheng became quite familiar with Zhang Xu, who would later become his son.

The night he and the fat guy drank heavily, they ate skewers at Zhang Xu's barbecue stall.

We've known each other for over ten years, if you count on your fingers.

Because of Zhang Lei, Tang Yisheng took good care of Zhang Xu. Initially, Zhang Xu set up a roadside stall in the open space in front of Tang Yisheng's courtyard.

Tang Yisheng not only didn't charge him, but also installed electrical wires and put a freezer in his refrigerator for free.

Zhang Lei moved quickly, but she was a little too cautious in handling the bowls and plates.

"You packed so much?"

Zhang Lei lowered her head and subconsciously tucked her stray hairs behind her ears.

The young boy and girl are alone in a semi-enclosed space, about to have a meal together without being disturbed.

One of the scenarios Zhang Lei had fantasized about was about to come true, and at this moment, besides anticipation, she was also a little nervous.

When people get nervous, they subconsciously try to make conversation.

"Put some vegetables on your brother's plate, and go get four more plates. Do you have a soup bowl at home?"

Tang Yisheng's act of exposing Zhang Lei's "lie" was actually a subtle form of provocation.

See? I know you don't want your brother bothering us, but I'm going along with it. In other words, I'm also looking forward to having dinner with you alone.

Zhang Lei's cheeks flushed red instantly.

It's disgusting.

It's both sweet and pungent.