Chen Jianye had just processed the information in his mind, and after a quick review, he understood his current situation.
Good heavens.
I was getting my hair washed at a club, and now I’ve transmigrated to the Siheyuan (Courtyard) world.
Amazing.
Chen Jianye had watched the show "Beasts in the Siheyuan (Courtyard)" and at the time thought the screenwriter was exaggerating too much.
Although 1961 was a year of great disaster, the main characters in the Siheyuan (Courtyard) all had official jobs and rationed food.
They shouldn't have been so shameless, right?
The screenwriter depicted human nature as too depraved.
It was simply slander!
After receiving the original Chen Jianye's information, the current Chen Jianye stated:
Screenwriter, what you wrote was too conservative.
How are these just beasts?
They are worse than beasts.
In his place, if he were the original Chen Jianye, he would likely make the same choice.
Both parents are gone, what's the use of getting the money back?
Killing one breaks even, killing two is a profit.
Just do it.
However, before doing the deed, he wouldn't drink two bowls of cold water; he would have to eat two mixed-grain steamed buns.
Only with a full stomach would he have the strength to strike harder.
He thought, if it wasn't for the original Chen Jianye being beaten to death by Sha Zhu, he wouldn't have transmigrated.
Having inherited the original family relationships, grievances, and animosities, it was natural to seek revenge for grudges.
But the most important thing now is to get himself well.
Although it was early spring, Four Nine City was still very cold.
Lying on the floor with his head still bleeding, he needed to go to the hospital.
If he waited for this group of people in the Siheyuan (Courtyard) to finish discussing, he would really be done for.
So, Chen Jianye struggled to control his body, wiggling his fingers to signal to Yi Zhonghai and the others to stop their endless discussions and quickly send him to the hospital.
Once he recovers, they would all see.
Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu didn't notice Chen Jianye's abnormality.
Fortunately, heaven helps those who help themselves; his slight finger movements were finally noticed by Third Aunt.
Chen Jianye secretly gave Third Aunt a thumbs up in his heart; she was a practical person.
Unlike Yi Zhonghai and his gang of scoundrels, who just talked nonsense and did nothing.
He had just transmigrated; if he wasn't treated in time and died,
How upsetting would that be?
“Hey, Jianye isn't dead!”
Sha Zhu's eyes lit up, and he shouted, “Look everyone, Jianye is fine, he can still move!”
Everyone's expressions varied. You hit him with a stool, he's lying on the ground, bleeding everywhere, and he's still fine?
“Sha Zhu, quickly send Jianye to the hospital.”
Yi Zhonghai saw a turning point in the situation and quickly ordered.
As long as the person was sent to the hospital, even if he died, it would be the hospital's responsibility.
At least it could reduce most of Sha Zhu's guilt.
“Everyone, lend a hand and lift him onto my back.”
Sha Zhu quickly squatted in front of Chen Jianye.
None of the people in the Courtyard offered a hand.
They were all afraid that something might happen to Chen Jianye and they would be implicated.
“Carrying him like this might injure him further, won't it?”
Liu Haizhong said, stroking his chin.
“Old Ding, where's your coal cart? Quickly pull it to the entrance.”
Yi Zhonghai shouted.
“It's over there, I'll go get it now.”
A short, hunched middle-aged man responded.
“One person from each family. Now is not the time to be afraid; saving a life is paramount.”
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he looked at Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui: “Both of your families must send someone. I'll assign others to other families. We can't just stand by and watch the Chen Family be wiped out.”
“Guangtian, you go.”
“Jiecheng, you go.”
Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui exchanged glances and made a decision.
The Liu Family and the Yan Family would each send one person.
If they ignored it and the Chen Family was truly wiped out, it would be a loss of virtue.
“Dongxu, you go.”
Yi Zhonghai forcibly drafted him.
Jia Dongxu was his apprentice, and he had to be used at critical moments.
Jia Dongxu looked dispirited. Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, he pouted, feeling unwilling, and didn't say anything.
“Why should my Dongxu go? This boy from the Chen Family is barely clinging to life. If he dies, it'll bring bad luck to my Dongxu.”
A sturdy old woman with a large face and triangular eyes grumbled.
“When something happens in the Courtyard, we must help.”
“Jia Dongxu is my apprentice; can't I ask him to do something?”
Yi Zhonghai glared. Seeing Jia Zhangshi still muttering, he roared, “Do you still want to progress?!”
Jia Zhangshi immediately fell silent.
She knew clearly that at this point, she had to give Yi Zhonghai face.
If Master didn't teach his apprentice, when would her son, Jia Dongxu, become a First-Level Fitter?
Just like that, four people, each holding an arm or a leg of Chen Jianye, carried him out the door.
As Chen Jianye was dragged by the four, it felt as if an electric drill was boring into his head, causing intense pain. He couldn't stop cursing inwardly.
This terrible place is truly unbearable.
1961 was the beginning of the Great Famine. Soon there would be no food to eat, no water to drink.
He was the only one left in the Chen Family; what was the point of living?
Once he recovered, he must take revenge on Yi Zhonghai and those who bullied their family.
At worst, he would transmigrate again.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a wealthy man next time?
“Ding!”
“Detecting the host's thoughts of harming society. To maintain social harmony, the Effort System is loading.”
“There has never been a savior, nor do we rely on gods or emperors. To create a happy life, we rely entirely on ourselves!”
“Effort System loaded. We hope the host will create a beautiful new life through his own efforts.”
Just as Chen Jianye was fantasizing, a system prompt sounded in his mind.
'Holy crap, a system!'
Chen Jianye shouted in his heart, 'Holy crap!' Transmigrating with a system, it seemed... not bad.
However, the system's name was a bit too vulgar. The simple two words 'Effort' made it seem less impressive compared to other world-shaking systems.
'System, what are your functions?'
Chen Jianye tried to contact the system.
“Ding! System functions require the host to explore them personally. This system will provide hints at appropriate times!”
The system replied.
'You should at least give me a beginner's gift package. Look, I'm half-dead right now.'
Chen Jianye shouted in his mind.
“Ding! Host status detection complete. Sending a beginner's gift package, which includes one Dragon-Tiger Vigor Pill, one Lingquan Space, and one National Martial Arts.”
Chen Jianye's heart trembled.
Although the system's prestige was low, its practicality was undeniable.
This beginner's gift package came at just the right time: the Dragon-Tiger Vigor Pill to restore his body, the Lingquan Space to cope with the Great Famine, and National Martial Arts for self-defense, of course.
With National Martial Arts, he feared no one when fighting in the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
First and foremost was Sha Zhu, the top henchman of First Master and the 'Double Flower Red Baton' of the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
Sha Zhu had sent the original Chen Jianye away with a stool, leaving this transmigrator lying on the cart. Chen Jianye had to avenge this.
Sha Zhu and the other three placed Chen Jianye on the cart.
Jia Dongxu started walking back.
“Dongxu, why are you leaving? We still need to take him into the hospital when we get there.”
Sha Zhu quickly called out.
“When you get to the hospital, just ask the doctor for help. I have things to do at home.”
Jia Zhangshi waved her hand.
She was too lazy to exert more effort.
As he walked back, Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiecheng also refused to continue helping and followed him.
“Hey, you guys...”
Sha Zhu was both anxious and angry. He turned his head to look at Chen Jianye lying on the cart.
There was no time to waste.
“Old Ding, quickly pull the cart to the hospital.”
Sha Zhu urged quickly.
He was worried Chen Jianye wouldn't hold on and would die on the way.
Old Ding grabbed the cart's handle and ran towards the hospital, with Sha Zhu running alongside him.
Chen Jianye lay on the cart, his head throbbing with pain.
He couldn't stand it anymore.
He made sure Sha Zhu wasn't paying attention to him.
Chen Jianye's mind stirred, and he tried to take out the Dragon-Tiger Vigor Pill.
The pill was clearly in front of him, but he had no strength to reach for it.
He could only put the pill back into the system.
He would try the Lingquan Space.
Chen Jianye continued to try.