All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

The Heavens Begin with Love in the Courtyard Author: Why Are You Sad

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If you haven't watched the TV series, it won't affect your reading. You can skip some worlds you don't like; each world is a new life.

The First World, Love Fills the Courtyard – He Yuzhu

The Second World, Blood-Red Romance ~ Zhong Yuemin

In the third world, I am Yu Huanshui~ Yu ​​Huanshui

The Fourth World, Like a Flowing River - Lei Dongbao

The Fifth World, The Grand Mansion - Bai Jingqi

The Sixth World, Youth ~ Liu Feng

The Seventh World, Under the Zhengyang Gate – Han Chunming

The Eighth World, Mythology - Han Chunming (Merged World)

The Ninth World, White Deer Plain - Bai Jiaxuan

Later on, there's "Love Between Mountains and Seas," "The Great Era," "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky," "Golden Years," and "All Is Well," among others. If there are any TV series you like, perhaps a series of urban films...

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Chapter 1: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie

A single room for rent, a simple wooden bed that takes up a third of the room's space, and a ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling, creaking and turning.

Zhang Peng opened his eyes as he lay in bed. Cold sweat soaked his pillow. He struggled to push away the thigh that was pressing on his chest.

Instantly, a feeling of rebirth washed over him, making it easy for him to breathe.

If that's the case, it means your girlfriend climbed on top of you in the middle of the night and pressed on your heart, which is why you dreamed that your heart was shot.

Zhang Peng glanced sideways at his girlfriend beside him, who was a little taller than him. She was snoring loudly, accompanied by the creaking of the fan, sound asleep. A fleeting sadness crossed Zhang Peng's eyes, leaving behind tears of happiness!

Looking at his girlfriend who was sleeping soundly, Zhang Peng was lost in a deep daze. He looked up at the fan spinning on the ceiling, his mind filled with thoughts.

My dreams are becoming more and more real, and even the time in my dreams is getting longer and longer. This time, the time I experienced in my dream seemed to be five or six years, until I was killed!

Zhang Peng is as ordinary as his name suggests.

There are 160,000 people with this name across the country. Perhaps all fathers who give their children this name hope that their children will achieve great things in the future, like a roc spreading its wings and soaring into the sky!

The reality is that Zhang Peng, born in 1988, has always been very ordinary, with an average appearance and a simple, honest look.

He was an ordinary student with average grades. He attended a vocational school for three years, then worked in a factory, and finally failed in his business venture. After more than ten years of struggling, at the age of thirty-three, he successfully found a wife through a blind date, spent over 100,000 yuan on a dowry, and married a beautiful wife!

As for his beautiful wife, let's leave that aside for now. Anyway, Zhang Peng feels that his life is pretty good right now. He has a wife, his parents are healthy and without illness or disaster. Although he can't afford a house in the big city, he has a three-story house in his hometown. He is already satisfied with this kind of life.

So what if you're not satisfied?

After struggling, striving, and fighting, I finally returned to my own life after going through many twists and turns.

However, everyone has a shining point. For example, Zhang Peng has loved to dream since he was a child. He dreams almost every night, and in his dreams, he lives a colorful life.

Compared to the mundane routine of real life, he sometimes looked forward to each night, because then he could go to another world and experience other lives.

Although it's only been a week since they met through a blind date and started living together, Zhang Peng has already experienced the happiness of a middle-aged man.

Zhang Peng used to dream, but those dreams were completely different from the ones he was having now. He didn't know how to express it, but in short, the life he experienced in his dreams every night now felt just like real life.

Perhaps it was due to the balance of Yin and Yang, or perhaps for other reasons, Zhang Peng found that his dreams every night were becoming more and more real, and in his dreams, it was as if he had lived a whole lifetime.

Experiencing other people's lives is also a good experience. He touched his phone on the pillow, checked the time, and it was only two in the morning. There were still several hours until dawn. He wondered if he would have any other dreams later.

Looking at the ceiling fan, Zhang Peng was clearly confused. The snoring beside him, along with the whirring of the fan, made his mind drift into a daze. He didn't know how much time had passed before his nerves completely relaxed and his eyelids drooped.

"Silly Zhu, silly Zhu, what are you standing there for?"

Zhang Peng slowly regained consciousness, still somewhat dazed; he realized he was in a dream.

As I opened my eyes, a strong sense of nostalgia washed over me. In front of me was a canteen, surrounded by slogans. Looking at those inspiring slogans, memories were instantly awakened in my mind.

"This year is 65. He Yuzhu, 29 years old, is an eighth-level chef at the Hongxing Steel Plant, earning 37.5 yuan a month. He was called 'Silly Zhu' since childhood and lives in a courtyard house in old Beijing..."

A flood of memories, along with He Yuzhu's past, surfaced in his mind, rapidly washing away Zhang Peng's original consciousness. For a moment, the feeling of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly returned to him, and Zhang Peng couldn't distinguish whether he was Zhang Peng or He Yuzhu.

"No, this is just a dream. The name He Yuzhu sounds familiar. Silly Zhu, Silly Zhu... Wait, isn't this a TV series I watched before?"

"Love fills the courtyard!"

While the place is said to be filled with love, Zhang Peng sees it more like a group of scheming parasites.

Zhang Peng's remaining memories instantly brought back the plot of this TV series.

"An honest man who was tormented by a widow his whole life!"

"What a tragic male protagonist!"

But now that I am He Yuzhu, I will help him walk the path of life from now on!

Anyway, it was just a dream, but the dream was becoming more and more real. Zhang Peng, no, he should be called He Yuzhu now, was woken up by a man in blue overalls next to him.

"Shazhu, the factory manager is going to entertain guests at noon. Prepare a good meal and don't delay!"

"Okay...okay! I understand!"

He Yuzhu shook his head, deciding to ignore it and make the best of it. He would just stay in this dream; every dream was a life experience, and this feeling was quite interesting.

Besides, the dreams these days are becoming more and more realistic. He Yuzhu finds this feeling quite interesting. Wait, isn't his name Zhang Peng?

Well, since I am He Yuzhu in this dream anyway, I'll just call myself He Yuzhu!

He Yuzhu quickly picked up the cleaver in his hand, and shredded a carrot in a flash. Without pausing, he quickly peeled a potato and shredded it as well.

Why do I like the life in my dreams?

Because in addition to experiencing other people's life experiences, you also inherit the life memories of the protagonist in your dream, including their skills.

For example, He Yuzhu in this world has excellent cooking skills. He doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. When he picks up a knife, he feels that feeling return to him.

When preparing special meals for leaders, He Yuzhu would usually cook for them personally, while his apprentices would typically handle the communal cooking at the factory.

Flip the pork with both hands, stir-fry it back and forth a few times, and a stir-fried pork with green peppers is done.

He Yuzhu clapped his hands, wiped the oil off them, and said, "Done!"

Seven dishes and one soup, four meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, everything's ready!

In the 60s, workers ate only vegetables and cornbread every day, but the practice of factory leaders frequently treating workers to special meals was a constant occurrence.

However, He Yuzhu didn't care. As the best cook in the steel plant, he often took back the leftovers from the leaders' special meals.

However, the leftovers he took back weren't for him to enjoy, but to feed Qin Huairu's three ungrateful wretches.

Take a closer look at He Yuzhu. He's an honest man, but he also has a stubborn streak. He's been a poor farmer for three generations, and he's also a great cook. In this era, he's not afraid of anyone, not even the leaders of the steel mill with thousands of employees. If he says he won't serve them, he won't.

but?

He Yuzhu has a very obvious flaw: he really doesn't understand women. He's almost thirty, but he's still a virgin.

Qin Huairu saw this and often let He Yuzhu put his arm around her shoulder and tease her verbally. She also often did his laundry and cleaned his house, which made He Yuzhu develop a special feeling for this widow.

And so, a special kind of selfless dedication continued quietly.

He Yuzhu earns a salary of thirty-seven yuan and fifty cents a month. Apart from his sister He Yushui occasionally coming over for a treat, he is a bachelor. Plus, he is a chef, so he has no worries about food and drink. In this day and age, this salary makes him a perfect eligible bachelor.

But the widow Qin Huairu relied on taking over her deceased husband's job at the factory, earning only 27.5 yuan a month. This meager salary had to support three children and a mother-in-law, a family of five.

Although they were a bit poor, in those days, a salary of 27.5 yuan was enough to keep a family of five from starving, since their income exceeded the current minimum living standard in Yanjing.

There are many families worse off than her, but Widow Qin is no simple person. She has a lot of ideas about which family in this compound is well-off.

He Yuzhu, a golden bachelor, could be easily flirted with and he'd been supporting their family for years. A little extra kindness and favors would have been enough.

What about He Yuzhu? Tall and strong, but foolish and clueless about women. He spends all his time with Widow Qin, getting nothing in return and just getting himself into trouble. Everyone in the neighborhood has seen it all, so who would dare introduce him to a potential partner?

But He Yuzhu didn't know! He didn't know what the reputation of a bachelor who helped a widow's family every day meant to a young man in this era!

He Yuzhu's background is unclear, and Qin Huairu, that widow, is also unclear.

She knew better than anyone else, which is why she allowed He Yuzhu to occasionally put his arm around her shoulder and even deliberately acted intimately with him at the factory, letting the workers in the factory know that there was an unclear relationship between He Yuzhu and her.

But He Yuzhu didn't understand any of this. He still thought that he was not attractive to girls, which was why he couldn't find a girlfriend. But no one told him this.

That's why everyone calls him Silly Pillar!

After the factory leaders finished eating, He Yuzhu, as the person in charge of cooking, naturally had the right to clear the table. He picked up the aluminum lunchbox and went to the table. He saw half an old hen lying in the chicken soup pot and was immediately delighted.

Just as he was about to install it, He Yuzhu's heart sank, and he suddenly remembered this plot.

I got into trouble as soon as I brought the chickens home.

Because of those three ungrateful widow Qin, they stole and roasted the old hen belonging to Xu Damao's family in the compound.

Xu Damao sought the help of the three old men in charge of the courtyard to seek justice. In order to take the blame for those three rascals, He Yuzhu finally admitted that he had stolen their chickens.

In the end, not only did I lose the chicken, but I also had to pay five yuan. Damn it, what bad luck!

He Yuzhu picked up the chicken from the soup pot, tore off a chicken leg and started eating it in big mouthfuls. "I'll eat here! A few ungrateful wretches, the whole family are bloodsuckers!"

From today onwards, if you ever think about sucking my blood again, He Yuzhu, you can dream on!

After finishing his meal, He Yuzhu wiped his hands, poured some of the still-intact food from the leftovers, filled an aluminum lunchbox, and hummed a little tune as he went home.

This dish wasn't for Widow Qin, but for the deaf old lady.

Chapter 2: Widow Qin's Little Thoughts

The kind of courtyard house that He Yuzhu lived in was common in Beijing at that time.

His courtyard house is considered to be in good condition; it used to be the residence of a prince, and the space is quite large.