Siheyuan: the beginning is a sick child

It was pouring rain.

Thunder and lightning.

The air smelled damp and musty.

It was cold and cold.

Lin Mancang opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes full of confusion.

A small dilapidated house with only a few square meters, more than half of the plaster on the wall has fallen off, and there are dark and moldy places everywhere.

In the opposite corner, rainwater was still seeping down.

The dim and yellowish lights seemed to be unable to fill even this dilapidated house of a few square meters.

The only thing that made Lin Mancang feel alive was the woman in the flower jacket in front of him.

The woman has a plump figure, fair skin, and merciful eyes, but at the moment her eyes are red and she is crying. At the same time, she is holding a broken bowl and a porcelain spoon in her hand, as if she is feeding Lin Mancang to drink water.

"Who are you? What is this place? Why am I here?" Lin Mancang asked with difficulty.

The woman was taken aback, but couldn't help laughing: "Mancang, are you sick and stupid? This is your home, and I'm Qin Huairu."

Qin Huairu?
Widow Qin?
Lin Mancang shook his head, and then looked at the surrounding environment, and suddenly seemed to understand what was going on.

Nima!

Could it be that we have traveled back to the era of courtyard houses full of love?
He suddenly heard the sound, he was watching a TV series in Siheyuan just now, and he was yelling at Shazhu, a big idiot, when a flash of lightning flashed outside, he came here.

It's just, are you in a courtyard house?How could you be with a widow? What is this widow doing?
Damn, he wouldn't cross over to that dead man Qin Huairu, would he?
If it is true, doesn't that mean that he is going to die soon?

This time-traveling is too sad, isn't it?
Lin Mancang, who was lying on the bed, wanted to sit up, but he used all his strength, but found that he couldn't even move, and he looked completely terminally ill.

Ruined.

There is no doubt about it.

What I put on was the body of Qin Huairu's dead ghost husband.

God, this is going to play myself to death.

Lin Mancang was completely desperate.

"Mancang, you don't really forget everything, do you? Then you are too heartless. Since you got sick, only I, Qin Huairu, have been taking care of you in the whole courtyard. Don't you remember?"

Ok?
Not right.

Why does Widow Qin call herself Sister Qin?

Shouldn't this be what he said to his dead ghost husband?

Lin Mancang changed his mind, and looked at Qin Huairu: "Sister Qin is kind to me, how could I forget, alas! My family doesn't even care about me because of my illness, thanks to Sister Qin."

"You're talking nonsense again. Where do you have family? You have been an orphan since you were a child, but don't worry, Sister Qin is your family and will never give up on you." Widow Qin said to Lin Mancang affectionately. Hey, it looks like he really has an affair with Lin Mancang.

If he hadn't known about Widow Qin's character for a long time, Lin Mancang would have believed in her ghost.

But he still said: "Thank you, Sister Qin, this is really a friend in need."

"Yes, Mancang, you know that Sister Qin is good, and Sister Qin is content. You know that your illness is terminally ill, and it can't be cured. Because Sister Qin has taken care of you for so long, you Just write a will to leave this house to my family, when the time comes, Sister Qin will be responsible for putting you in the ground, and she will never break her promise."

Gah!
Lin Mancang almost held his breath back.

This bitch is really vicious, and she is thinking about this little broken house of her own.

It's black in front of you.

With a bang, all the memories of this body swarmed in Lin Mancang's mind.

Lin Mancang, an orphan, an ordinary fitter in a rolling mill, because his family is poor and no one cares about him, and the whole family is not hungry when he is full, earning some wages except for his own food, was cheated by Qin Huairu, a green tea bitch.

It's a pity that I'm about to belch now, and I haven't even touched Widow Qin's little hand.

Now, the widow is still thinking about her house.

It was just too vicious.

"Sister Qin, maybe I can recover from my breath?" Lin Mancang said unwillingly.

Widow Qin curled her lips inadvertently, obviously thinking that Lin Mancang must die.

However, she still wiped off the crocodile's tears again, pretending to be happy: "Of course that's fine, but, don't I also plan for a rainy day?"

Prepare for a rainy day Munima.

Lin Mancang really wanted to yell, but he held back.

There is no way, I still have to use this to hang this woman to take care of myself. If I really hiccuped as soon as I crossed, I would probably become the most tragic time traveler in history.

"Sister Qin, let me think about it again."

Widow Qin looked at Lin Mancang affectionately, as if it was difficult to say: "You...just promise to Sister Qin, you also know the situation of our family, our family of five lives in that room, there is no Can't stay."

As Widow Qin spoke, her face turned red, which made the weak Lin Mancang feel it instantly.

"Mancang, haven't you always been interested in Sister Qin? Or... Sister Qin... I will give you one time, as long as you agree to write a will, it can be regarded as repaying your love for taking care of our family before."

What the hell!

Lin Mancang was speechless.

"Look at me like this, can I still do it?" Lin Mancang asked weakly.

"I... I can take the initiative." Qin Huairu was really shameless because of the house.

"Forget it, let me think about it." The current Lin Mancang is not the previous Lin Mancang. This widow is a vampire. He doesn't want to be sucked to death by her just after being reborn.

"Think about Sister Qin's goodness. Sister will come to you in the middle of the night."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she stood up and walked out of Lin Mancang's small hut with two twists and turns.

Although Lin Mancang couldn't move his body, he could still turn his head.

He turned his head hard, looked around, and almost shed tears.

This dress is a lottery winner.

Directly transmigrated into a super poor man and a super sick child.

How can this be done?

It's better to die than wait for death.

Lin Mancang moved his body hard, trying to see if he could sit up.

Then, the door slammed, accompanied by the wind and rain, an all-too-familiar figure flashed in.

He Yuzhu?
The super silly fork of the courtyard.

Qin Huairu's super big licking dog.

Usually, without eating or drinking, Qin Huairu's family of vampires would have to suck blood, and he could compete with Lin Mancang.

In the entire compound, the two super bachelors are Lin Mancang and He Yuzhu.

The two of them are purely spiritual brothers-in-law, two bridges in their stupidity.

It's just that this big fool is here in the middle of the night, what is he doing here?
Wouldn't it be a sympathy for each other, come to give yourself food, right?

He didn't think He Yuzhu had such kindness.

If there is food, he will definitely give it to Widow Qin as soon as possible.

"Well, Lin Mancang, you are still thinking about Widow Qin when you are about to die. Let me tell you, Widow Qin belongs to me. I have already touched Widow Qin's little hand. Have you touched it? You haven't even smelled fart, right? Yes, hurry up and die, this house will be lived in by Widow Qin, so that I won’t have a place to date Qin Widow.”

He Yuzhu's face was full of resentment, wishing he could strangle Lin Mancang to death.