Chapter 1: Transmigration and Rebirth

(Disclaimer: This is not a wealthy family story, nor a group favorite story. The main focus is brotherhood, daily growth, and mutual doting. There is no jealousy or rivalry, and it leans toward an ensemble cast. The entire story has no CP; ship whoever you like. All six brothers have their own storylines, and each one is a protagonist.)

(The plot is relatively old-fashioned, and the characters are not perfect. There is angst and sweetness, but the ending is definitely HE. Also, some parts of the story may not match reality. Darlings, don’t overthink it too much—just enjoy it! Love you all~)

It was really fucking cold!

When Shen Zechuan was half-asleep and half-awake, the first thing he felt was cold.

To keep himself from freezing to death, he struggled to open his eyes, only to find pitch-black darkness all around him. He could barely make out weeds everywhere with the help of a faint streetlight.

Wait… a streetlight?

Holy crap!

Was he… sleeping on the side of the road???

Shen Zechuan was dumbfounded for a moment. He slowly moved his stiff limbs and leisurely sat up, his face blank.

Only then did he see more clearly that he was currently in a bridge archway, with a not particularly clear small river nearby. When the cold night wind blew, he could even smell a damp odor.

Another strong gust of wind blew toward him, and Shen Zechuan shivered directly, fully awake from the cold.

He looked down at himself… whoa!

If he hadn’t looked, he wouldn’t have known; one look gave him a shock.

His top was clearly long-sleeved, yet the right sleeve was missing half, and the left sleeve still had a big hole. His pants were classic ripped jeans. Fortunately, his shoes were still relatively intact; otherwise, he really would have been drafty all over.

If this had been before, when Shen Zechuan saw this outfit, he might have thought it was some new trend.

But now, he could be quite certain that this was just a set of ragged clothes.

Because he was a child who had no mother’s love, an illegitimate son abandoned by his father. Although he had lived a life of plenty under a hidden identity for many years, the lonely youth ultimately never received even a tiny bit of care from so-called family.

When his true identity was made public, the eyes of all the great clans gathered here. A father-son bond built with money was ultimately weak.

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it.

Shen Zechuan closed his eyes. In an instant, his father’s cold back and all kinds of cruel punishments in the basement occupied his entire mind.

Pain.

Too painful.

With such painful whipping, Shen Zechuan understood that the Shen family had never intended to let him, this thorn in their side, live.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his body again.

His skin was quite fair. Although his body was still covered with many wounds, large and small, compared with those punishments, it was simply insignificant.

Shen Zechuan’s breathing stalled. He turned his head toward the small river, then got up using both hands and feet and stumbled over.

The river water was gray and murky, but under the moonlight and streetlight, he finally saw his own face clearly.

Sure enough, it was not his former appearance.

At this point, Shen Zechuan could confirm that he had most likely transmigrated, and moreover into the body of a little beggar.

What the hell!!

Such an unbelievable thing had actually happened to him just like that?!

Then the Shen Zechuan of his previous life… should already be dead, right?

In this moment, he actually felt a strange sense of release.

Accident, surprise, excitement, thrill—only no panic and no regret.

He had long had enough of the days when he wore fine clothes and ate fine food yet had to hide everywhere. He never wanted to experience those overt and covert schemes and intrigues again.

Fuck!

From now on, these shitty things can get as far away as possible!

Since heaven had given him, Shen Zechuan, a chance to start over, even if he was a wanderer, even if this life was destined to be poor and destitute, he accepted it!

This was the freedom he had dreamed of. It was death, and also rebirth.

What’s more… this little beggar self was actually quite good-looking!

Although his clothes and appearance were very simple, it did not affect the perfectly sculpted features on his face. Thin, scattered strands of hair slightly covered his hard brow bone. His nose was straight and his lips were thin. No matter how you looked at him, he was handsome.

Shen Zechuan stared straight at his own reflection in the water and lightly curved the corners of his mouth. Somehow, there was a somewhat cynical air to it.

Quite like a little thug.

It took Shen Zechuan only half a night to accept the fact that he had transmigrated and been reborn, but immediately after, he realized several problems.

Was his name in this life still Shen Zechuan?

What place was this?

What had the little beggar’s life been like before?

Shen Zechuan frowned, thinking as he walked. He found that this seemed to be a village, and it looked quite large. Looking around, there were all kinds of small single-story houses. It was likely that many people lived here.

A sudden flash of inspiration came to his mind. Based on his experience from his previous life, he instantly thought of an excellent method.

As soon as it was light, Shen Zechuan hurried into the village. Sure enough, the residents who had land to farm were all very diligent, and several groups of people had already gathered outside the houses early.

So he locked onto two old women who were cracking sunflower seeds and whispering to each other with clear purpose, and without another word, ran toward them at full speed.

His manner gave the two old women a fright. While widening their eyes, they also desperately protected the sunflower seeds in their hands.

The curly-haired woman directly cursed, “Shen Zechuan! You little brat! Those little lackeys you brought before came to my backyard to steal food, and I haven’t settled that account with you yet. Today you still dare to come, huh? I think you’re asking for a beating!”

Hearing this, Shen Zechuan suddenly paused his steps and stood stiffly in place.

So awkward.

Before he could react, the short-haired woman beside her said irritably, “I think it’s because he loves bullying people too much. Those little beggars following him couldn’t even get food, and they had to be exploited by him every day, so they abandoned him and all ran off together.”

“Shen Zechuan, this time you’ve finally gotten your retribution. Before, you always let those little lackeys take beatings for you. Now only you are left. Let’s see what other tricks you can pull!”

“Exactly, exactly!” The curly-haired woman gnashed her teeth in agreement. “A little beast with no conscience! Not only did you steal food, I heard you even stole valuable items from other people’s homes. Too hateful!”

Shen Zechuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

What the hell!

Him? Leading a few little lackeys to steal things?

And exploiting and oppressing them? In his previous life, even as a capitalist he had never done that. How did he end up with this kind of thing in this life!

Heaven-collapsing start.

He had thought that with this outstanding face, he could get some love from the aunties. As it turned out, the scolding was quite painful, but there was not a bit of love at all.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, the two women instead became more nervous, thinking he was plotting some bad idea again. They immediately shouted in unison.

“Go, go, go! Get lost right now!”

“Don’t fucking show up in front of our houses again. So unlucky!”

Shen Zechuan barely avoided being sprayed in the face by their spit and quickly stepped back two paces.

He had originally wanted to turn around and leave directly, but when he thought about how he had been scolded for so long and still had not gotten any useful information, it would be too much of a loss.

So Shen Zechuan cleared his throat and tried his best to put on a well-behaved appearance, the smile on his face extremely stiff.

“Auntie, both of you, rest assured, I don’t steal things, and I’m not here to cause trouble.”

“I just wanted to ask, what place is this? Does it have a name? Also, how… old am I?”

“This is Xiaoshi Village, and you’re 16 years old.” The short-haired woman looked at him suspiciously. “What’s wrong with you? After being abandoned, were you so sad that your brain broke?”

“Oh, don’t bother with him!” The curly-haired woman tugged at her. “Who knows what this little brat is up to again. He definitely isn’t holding in any good fart!”

Shen Zechuan pressed his lips together and said no more. He only bowed to them and said softly, “Thank you, aunties.”

With that, he turned and ran.

The two women stood frozen in place for a long time. After a while, the short-haired woman murmured, “Did this kid change his nature today? Why is he so strange?”

“If only he had been this polite before. What a waste of that face of his…”

The curly-haired woman turned her head away and snorted coldly, “So what if he’s good-looking?!”

If it hadn’t been for that handsome face being so deceiving back then, how could she have been fooled? And how could her husband have left her?

Everything was because of this Shen Ze…