Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

Before me stood a traditional courtyard house, with blue bricks and gray tiles, high and solemn walls, looking very impressive at first glance.

Above the main gate hangs a plaque that looks quite old, with four large gilded characters: Chen Family Courtyard.

Standing in front of the door, he finally understood why Chen Weiguo had been so determined to get his hands on the old house, even at the cost of murder and arson.

This courtyard house is already quite valuable now, and its value will be immeasurable in the future!

He remembered a wealthy woman he had served in his previous life; her family seemed to own a courtyard house.

Every day they either fight crickets, take walks, or play with walnuts, or ride horses, carry eagles, and hold monkeys.

As the old saying goes, a prince has three treasures: a thumb ring, walnuts, and a caged bird!

Now it's his turn to play with birds for fun!

With a creak, he pushed open the gate and stepped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was very spacious, and the ground was spotless.

Several clotheslines hung in the courtyard, covered with coarse cloth clothes, and some doors had coal stoves in front of them, creating a lively atmosphere.

In the eastern wing, several elderly men sat together on small stools, wearing reading glasses, chatting.

The group of elderly people were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't even notice him walk in.

He didn't care; these were all old neighbors living in the old house.

My parents were kind-hearted. When they saw that the neighbors were having a hard time, they lent them out rooms, backyards and other outbuildings for free.

They only kept the main house in the center of their own home for living.

However, it's just a temporary stay; the ownership of the entire courtyard still belongs to their family.

As they walked to the main house and pushed open the door, Chen Jianming was covered in a layer of dust.

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Didn't they say that bastard Chen Weiguo cleans every day? Where has he been cleaning?!"

He brushed the dust off his clothes.

The room was furnished as it always was, just like when my parents lived there. The tables, chairs and benches were elegant and unique, but they were covered in dust.

It's impossible to live here without cleaning, so I turned around and went out of the yard to buy some candy and pastries at the department store.

Afterwards, they found two cleaning ladies nearby.

"Auntie, would you like to do house cleaning?"

"Damn, how much?"

Both women were dressed in coarse cloth, their hands calloused from years of hard work, and their simple attire suggested they were long-time laborers.

"One yuan each, and you just need to clean the room for me."

Seeing that the two women were quite old and were still cleaning up trash on the roadside, he didn't bother to haggle.

"So many?"

The two women were stunned.

These days, a regular worker's daily wage is probably only one yuan, and all they need to do is clean one room.

"Not many, come with me."

Chen Jianming smiled, led the two women into the courtyard, and pointed in the direction of the main house.

He then turned and walked towards the east wing, carrying the candies and pastries he had bought, intending to visit the old neighbors.

In my memory, these old neighbors helped me a lot when my parents were in trouble.

However, they were also struggling to survive at the time, and ultimately achieved little success.

"This is... Xiao Chen? Child, you're back!"

An elderly woman in a worn-out Zhongshan suit adjusted her reading glasses, and when she saw who it was, a look of surprise and delight appeared on her face.

Chen Jianming walked up to her with a smile: "Aunt Xu, it's been so long! You look younger and younger than ever! You've become even more beautiful!"

"You little rascal, you were so dull when you were a kid, but now you've grown up to be so glib and smooth-talking, even making jokes about your Aunt Xu."

Aunt Xu laughed and scolded, but she wasn't angry at all. She pulled Chen Jianming over and looked at him for a long time, with tears glistening in her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes and patted Chen Jianming on the back: "You've grown taller and stronger, you're just like your dad. Son, you must have suffered a lot in the mountains these past years, right?"

"It's okay, it's all over now."

Chen Jianming waved his hand, feeling a warmth in his heart.

These old neighbors were genuinely kind to him.

An elderly man with a kind face chimed in, "He's definitely grown taller! I was wondering why Xiao Chen hadn't returned yet, since all the other educated youth had gone back to the city."

"We were just talking about you with your Aunt Xu. We were saying that if things didn't work out, we'd try to find out what was going on. If you still couldn't come back, we old folks were even planning to take the train together to the mountains to pick you up."

"Uncle Li, you're getting healthier and healthier!"

Grandpa Li's hair was all white, and he was wearing a faded vest. He had a defiant look on his face: "Of course! I practice Tai Chi every day now, and I'm in great shape. If you don't believe me, we can practice together."

"No, no, no, I believe you, I believe you!"

Chen Jianming waved his hands repeatedly.

He wouldn't dare lay a hand on this old man; if things really got out of hand, it would just be asking for trouble.

As far as I can remember, these elders all had impressive backgrounds and kept a low profile. They were just getting older and preferred to keep a low profile rather than show off.

"The child just got back, what nonsense are you talking about?" Aunt Xu rolled her eyes at Uncle Li.

"I'm happy too, aren't I? And you're still criticizing me. Look at you, you're almost in tears," Grandpa Li joked.

"I'm just happy for you, you can go to the side," said Aunt Xu, her eyes red.

Looking at the scene before him, Chen Jianming suddenly felt like he had come home.

These elders, who are not related to him by blood, care about him so much.

Then look at Chen Dajun and Chen Weiguo. One is his uncle and the other is his cousin, yet they want to destroy him for their own selfish interests.

He took out the candy and pastries he had just bought, as well as some smoked meat he had brought back from the mountains, divided them into several portions, and handed them to the elders.

"Aunt Xu, this is a gift from me to show my respect to you. It contains your favorite osmanthus cake and glutinous rice balls."

"Uncle Li, this is for you. It's some smoked bear meat that I hunted in the mountains."

"Aunt Zhang, these are your candies. I remember you have a grandson, and these candies are just right for the child."

Chen Jianming was very considerate, giving gifts to every old neighbor in the courtyard.

"You silly child, you've just come back and you're already spending money recklessly. We don't need anything, we just wanted you back."

Aunt Xu scolded him, but her eyes held a gentle warmth.

"Haha, thank you, Xiao Chen. You even know that this old man likes to eat cured meat." Grandpa Li said without any politeness.

"Thank you, Xiao Chen."

The other elderly people, who hadn't had a chance to speak before, also expressed their gratitude upon receiving the gifts.

"I was just planning to send some gifts first, so that the elders could help me find a wife later!"

With a broad smile, Chen Jianming chatted with several elders. Without the intrigue and danger, he was very happy.

"Haha, okay, I'll have your Aunt Zhang find you a beautiful wife later."

Aunt Xu laughed heartily a few times, then asked, "Child, how's your housing paperwork going? Is it going smoothly? Do you want us to check on it for you?"

"It's being processed, and you'll be able to move in soon. It's such a small matter, no need to trouble you."

Just then, a police siren suddenly came from outside the gate, and then the gate was pushed open, and several uniformed police officers walked in.

"You're Chen Jianming?"