Siheyuan: The Villain's Cool Life

"Xiao Shen, is there something wrong?"

"Auntie, I have no food left at home, and I am not able to leave the yard. Can I lend you a bowl of food? I will go buy some food tomorrow when I feel better, and I will return it to you when I come back."

Just as the old lady was about to say something, Yi Zhonghai coughed twice inside.

The aunt pursed her lips and then showed an embarrassed look, "Xiao Shen, you don't know, our family doesn't have much food. The family depends on your uncle's rations, and we have to squeeze out food to take care of the old lady in the backyard.

You also know that your brother Dongxu is your uncle's apprentice, and he is the only one in his family who has food rations. Even if there is one more person, your uncle will take care of your brother Dongxu."

Shen He nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm just asking. It's okay, I can still hold on. Then... I'll go to someone else's house to take a look." Shen He turned and left.

Arrived at the front yard, went directly to Yan Bugui's house.

If there are dates or not, let’s take a shot first.

But the same words and the same cry of poverty pushed Shen He out.

Okay, Shen He gave up.

He walked towards the backyard with his head down and leaning on a stick.

An old lady who was passing by the central courtyard saw Shen He's condition and knew that he had not borrowed any food. She was about to say something, but there were two coughs in the house. The old lady sighed, went into the house and closed the door.

Just when Shen He was about to pass through the moon gate behind the middle courtyard to reach the backyard.

Xiao Yushui, who was doing homework, stood up, turned around and went into the house, and took two steamed buns.

"Brother Shen He, wait a moment, take these two steamed buns and eat them."

"Rainwater, how could I take your food?"

"Brother Shen He, just take it. I don't eat much, so I can save one in the morning and one at noon, which makes two. My brother will be back in the afternoon, so I'm sure he won't be short of food. Just take it. If you don't eat, you'll starve."

Shen He looked at the big eyes with clear raindrops.

In the end, I didn't refuse.

"Yushui, thank you. I will pay you back."

"No need to return it. Aunt Shen gave it to me to eat. Just take it."

After Yu Shui said this, Shen He also remembered some things.

Indeed, my cheap mother did this.

That was what happened after Yu Shui's father ran away with the widow.

"No matter what, thank you, brother. After this round, you should give me two steamed buns for the rain."

Yu Shui gave Shen He a smile and said, "Brother Shen He, please go back soon. I heard that you are sick. Eat some steamed bread and have a good rest. If your sister-in-law doesn't come back at night, wait for my brother to come back and I will bring you some food."

"No, these two are enough for me. Just do your homework. I'm going back first."

Shen He grabbed two steamed buns and staggered to the backyard with a stick.

As soon as Shen He left, Jia Zhang started cursing and swearing.

One of the two sentences is about why the money-losing prodigal son doesn't give it to her family.

The rain must have gotten used to it, so he lay on the stool and continued doing his homework.

Shen He returned home.

Sitting on the stool, looking at the two steamed buns, I felt a mixture of emotions, and a little bit amused and helpless.

Even when I was very poor in my previous life, I never had to worry so much about stuttering.

Hey.

Other time travelers have system spaces and so on, why don’t I have any?

What's the point of that soul space? People are starving to death. No matter how fast you learn, when you die, there's nothing left, right?

Shen He didn't care about that anymore.

He scooped half a bowl of water with a broken bowl.

He swallowed the hard cornmeal steamed bread with water, laughing at himself as he ate. He thought he was probably the worst time traveler this time.

Chefs are different. How many people can afford to eat pure cornmeal at home nowadays?

Look, the He family can afford it.

Just after Shen He ate two steamed buns and drank a bowl of water, his stomach finally felt full and he stopped making noises.

He slowly moved to the bed and fell onto it.

I don’t know who cleaned up yesterday’s vomit.

If Shen He guessed correctly, it should be that woman. She was probably afraid that she would die, and the police would definitely test the vomit.

Besides, he went out early this morning with the money and grain book, so he wouldn’t run away, right?

Whether she runs or not, Shen He will definitely not let her go once he gets better. Just wait and see.

Just after Shen He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, this time he was in a trance and did not enter the soul playback space, but saw his warehouse in the previous life.

And I am here at the warehouse gatehouse.

How is this going?

Could it be that this warehouse was also worn out by me?

Shen He began to rummage through things.

Regardless of anything else, he first took out a pack of yogurt, then two cans, and two packs of bread, and held them in his arms foolishly, laughing foolishly.

At this moment, Shen He thought that it would be great if he could eat it.

After another trance, Shen He returned to bed.

But the next moment Shen He opened his eyes.

Looking at the thing in his arms, he was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic.

I didn’t care about anything else. I put the tube into the yogurt and drank half of the box in one breath. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

I quickly tore open the bread and squeezed it hard, and the bread became a little firmer.

He ate a whole piece of bread in three bites, and then drank a few big mouthfuls of yogurt.

After eating two pieces of bread, I finished the yogurt.

Shen He carefully opened the paper bag and licked all the residue on it carefully. Then he threw the yogurt bag aside with a reluctant look.

Cool.

After eating bread and drinking yogurt, I finally felt a little stronger.

But it was still not enough to open the tightly sealed can lid.

Finally, Shen He held his breath.

The veins on his head popped out, and there was a crackling sound from the can.

Shen He also breathed a sigh of relief.

It finally opened.

Drink water first, then eat meat. It’s a can, and not a drop of juice is wasted.

After finishing the can, Shen He put the packaging away.

Can this be taken out and put in?

Sure enough, the next second, the empty bottles, yogurt bags and bread bags in his hands all disappeared.

Shen He closed his eyes and followed his previous feeling to find the warehouse and enter the lobby. Sure enough, the things were thrown on the lobby table.

With a sigh of relief.

Shen He retreated skillfully this time.

Completely relieved.

I kowtowed to my ancestors silently. I was just thinking of throwing it out to others. I have to apologize properly.

With just a glance, Shen He knew that the entire warehouse had come with him.

If you eat all the supplies inside by yourself, you won’t be able to finish them in your lifetime.

Even if ten people do nothing and just eat the food in the warehouse, they can still eat for 10 to 20 years.

Besides, Shen He is not the kind of person who is used to living off his savings.

Well, no matter what else, Shen He felt calmer after getting the supplies.

Take care of your body for the next two days.

As for that woman, humph... I have to take revenge, and the man who made me take over has to be counted in as well.

After eating and drinking his fill, Shen He fell asleep holding the remaining can of food.

In the dream, Shen He used the Wulang Bagua stick to beat up a group of people who had bullied him. It was very satisfying.

However, when he saw a hypocritical person, Shen He went up with a stick.

Perhaps the stick was filled with anger, and when it hit, the brain burst and there were screams all around.

Shen He woke up with a start after hearing this voice.

Chapter 5 Taking It Out

Shen He woke up in shock and looked around.

There are people there.

This dream is so weird.

Hiss... Shen He felt something resting on his hand.

I reached out and took it out to see, haha... it was not fake, it was a can of fruit left over from my meal before going to bed.

Looking at the can, my throat rolled a few times.

After a good sleep, I felt refreshed. I picked up the can and, with a little effort, the can was opened with a slight "pop" sound.