What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

This story is purely fictional and any similarity is purely coincidental.

Some parts of the story will be changed due to the needs of the plot.

Please understand this, friends who pay special attention to details.

After all, the purpose of reading novels is to have fun, there is no need to worry too much.

This is the first time I write a novel, so it’s definitely not very good. I hope you understand. Thank you!

I wish you all good health! Happy family! Prosperity! All the best!

Yan Xiaoyao only felt his head was dizzy, as if it was shrouded by thick fog, as if he was still drunk.

He struggled to open his eyes, but what he saw was not the familiar ceiling, but a yellowed wall with some mottled marks.

He sat up suddenly and rubbed his eyes hard with both hands, trying to make himself more conscious.

Looking around, I found myself in a room that looked like it was decorated in the style of the last century and was very simple.

There was an old-fashioned wooden bed, and next to it stood a shabby wooden cabinet, on which stood a mottled enamel basin with peeling paint.

Some of the glass on the windows was broken, and there were already many holes in the places where they were covered with old newspapers. The wind poured in unscrupulously through those holes, bringing a hint of coolness that made him shiver.

He found himself lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a patched and tattered quilt.

Yan Xiaoyao widened his eyes, an expression of disbelief on his face. He looked around the room and then closed his eyes again.

After about ten minutes, he carefully opened his eyes again and looked around carefully.

Seeing that the scene in front of him remained unchanged, he pinched his thigh hard.

"Hiss! Damn, it hurts so much!" The sharp pain in his thigh made him gasp.

"Is this not a dream?"

Ok!

Judging from the situation, I must have traveled through time, but I don’t know which world I have traveled to.

But these objects in the room before me.

Well……

Not too bad.

It should still be on Earth, and it should still be on the land of our flower-growing country.

It looks like I have traveled back to several decades ago.

I just don't know why I traveled through time.

I remember that I just slept at home at night and did nothing else?

Why is my time travel different from others?

The people in the novel traveled through time for various reasons!

Aren't there always reasons for traveling through time, such as being hit by a dump truck, struck by lightning, falling into a sinkhole, or drowning?

Oh, right.

There are also quite a few people who, like Ying Zheng, traveled through time and space because he touched the electric wire and became numb.

Oh, forget it!

I am content with just being able to travel through time. What’s the point of thinking so much?

I thought that most time travelers would have a system, so I should have one too.

Calling in my mind:

"Hello, system! Are you there?"

"Come on! Make a sound, or make a bubble."

"Let's have a discussion and see what functions you have?"

[Zhi. OK.]

Hello, host! I am the No. 1 sign-in system of the Earth Branch of the Wanjie Crossing General Administration.

The system has been bound, and the host can obtain rewards by signing in daily.

And get sign-in points. The host will get 1 point for every successful sign-in every day. 】

【The sign-in reward for this system is random. 】

[Daily sign-ins usually provide some basic materials of this world. During weekly, monthly, annual sign-ins or major holidays, you may get some special items.

It mainly depends on what the travelers who travel to other worlds can obtain. 】

As expected, he also possessed the standard equipment of a time traveler - a system.

Then, he silently mourned for a second in his heart for those unlucky people who traveled through time but did not have a system.

"System, am I traveling in spirit or body?"

[Because it consumes a lot of energy to make the host wear it, the system makes the host die suddenly while sleeping, and then brings the host's soul to this world. 】

Yan Xiaoyao was speechless after hearing what the system said.

Just because you wanted to save a little, I died suddenly...

"So, is there anything wrong with my body now?"

"And why do I have no memory of this body?"

[In order to prevent the host's soul from being harmed when crossing the world barrier, the system seals the host's soul when crossing. Therefore, the memory can only be transmitted after the host wakes up. ]

[Now begins to transfer the original body's memory to the host. 】

Damn it...

It hurts……

As soon as the system finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if someone had forcibly cut a hole in his head and then stuffed a bunch of things into it.

The original body's memories from childhood to adulthood flashed through his mind like a movie.

Yan Xiaoyao lay in bed for a long time before he finally sorted out his original body's memories.

Then he sat up and began to search in the pockets of the clothes that his original owner had placed on the bed.

After searching for a while, he slapped his forehead.

Damn, I forgot my original self didn’t smoke.

After sorting out his original body's memories, he discovered that he had traveled to the world of film and television.

And it is in a TV series that people jokingly call "The Courtyard Full of Birds".

Although I had read a lot of fan fiction about Siheyuan when I was reading novels on Tomato in my previous life, I have never watched this TV series at all.

At most, when I was scrolling through Douyin, I saw one or two paragraphs saying that Qin Huairu looked like the 18-year-old Thirteenth Aunt.

So much so that our understanding of this world is all based on the plots modified by the novel authors.

Anyway, most of them say:

Baipiao Daxian, Qin Huairu;

A pension maniac, a great uncle;

Full of filial piety, the second uncle;

Stingy to death, uncle;

The Spiritual Summoning Technique, Jia Zhangshi;

Three Seconds of Real Manliness, Jia Dongxu;

Greasy face, silly big pillar;

First blood master, Xu Damao;

A master thief, awesome.

Wait, some messy character settings. Anyway, in all the fan fiction, it feels like there is no good person in this courtyard, they are all beasts.

As for the original body's memory, there are not many memories of these people, because the original body usually goes to school and rarely deals with these people.

Maybe it's because the plot hasn't started yet, so everyone is still acting normal.

His original name was Yan Xiaoyao. He just turned 20 this year and had just graduated from university.

The original family moved here a few years ago. His father was a soldier and a battalion commander. He later died heroically on the battlefield during the foreign war.

My mother was a cadre in the street office. Unfortunately, she died some time ago while cooperating with relevant departments to arrest spies.

The original owner dealt with his mother's funeral with the help of Director Wang from the Street Office because of his mother's death.

Due to excessive grief, he didn't eat for several days at home, so he died accidentally. This allowed Yan Xiaoyao to travel through time and be reborn.

Thinking of his original body's parents, Yan Xiaoyao got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked silently to the portraits of his original body's parents.

"Although I have never met you, I have always admired people like you who sacrificed for the sake of the country. I will live well in your place and give birth to children for your family."

"I will never do anything that would let the country down, nor will I tarnish the contributions you two have made to this country."

After Yan Xiaoyao kowtowed, he spoke to the portrait with a solemn face.

He then covered his chest and said silently: "Brother, just go with peace of mind! Go and spend time with your parents! I will live well for you."

After saying this, he felt that his body seemed to become more relaxed, and the connection between his body and soul became closer.

Then, he followed the memory of his original body.

He walked to the wardrobe, moved it away, and then pried up the second brick under the wardrobe.

He opened the iron box in his hand, and found about 2000 yuan and some bills scattered inside, as well as a second-class medal of honor and a martyr's relative plaque that the original body's father had won.