Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 147 Arrival
No matter how dilapidated the house looked, inside or out, even if someone from higher up came down and lived there, the Yan family wouldn't find anything wrong with it.

But this house is close to the Su family's ancestral home, only a few steps away.

That place is far away at the end of the village, right at the foot of the mountain, and few people usually go there. So, as long as the news is sent in time and the disguise is done well, who would know where the Yan family really lives and what they eat?

"I think that's fine, that room."

After some thought, Su Qingshan nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, uncle!"

With the two most important things resolved, Su Ning felt much less of the urgency and pressure in his heart.

Seeing that it was getting late and not knowing when Yan Bei would be escorted over, she thanked them and stood up. "Grandpa, Grandma, I'll go back and tidy up the house first."

"Ningwa, eat first, why are you in such a hurry?"

Hearing her say she was leaving right now without waiting for her husband to speak, Liu Juan panicked and grabbed her hand.

The staff member just arrived and hasn't even had a drink or a meal yet, how can they leave?

"Honey, I ate something before I came, so I'm not hungry now. There's nothing in the house, so I need to tidy up quickly or where will I sleep tonight?"

"Alright, alright, we can eat anytime. The important thing is to get down to business. Ningning, I'll have Jianqun take you to the carpenter's house."

Knowing that she probably wasn't in the mood to eat, Su Qingshan stood up, offered his wife a word of advice, and then led her outside.

He called over his grandson, who was busy doing something for no apparent reason, gave him a few instructions, and watched the two of them walk out the door one after the other.

"Dad, Ningning's gone? What about this sweet soup?"

It takes so long to make brown sugar water, and it's already ready by the time I leave.

Su Qingshan waved his hand with a sullen face, "Give it to Niuwa and the other kids."

……

The residential plots of the first brigade were almost all clustered together in one area, and the carpenter's house was not far away.

As evening approached, everyone was preparing dinner, and I didn't encounter anyone along the way.

Most of the houses are built of logs, with only a few brick and tile houses, and even some shacks made of rattan, thatch and plastic.

In autumn, the fields are covered with small wild chrysanthemums and bright red snake fruit.

"Ningning, we've arrived. This is the house in front of us."

Pointing to the courtyard enclosed by rocks, Su Jianqun took a few quick steps forward and called out into the courtyard, "Uncle Dacheng, Uncle Dacheng, are you home?"

"Who?"

A short while later, a middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a vest and broad shoulders came out of the house.

Pulling open the half-closed courtyard gate, she couldn't help but laugh when she saw the person who came in. "It's Jianqun, you little rascal! What brings you here at such a time? Come on, your auntie just made some rice chili soup, have a couple of sips!"

"No, Uncle Dacheng, my family has prepared a meal and is waiting for me to come back."

Every household is short of food. Unless there is something urgent, who would rush to someone's door while they are eating?

Su Jianqun smiled and loudly refused, turning his body slightly to reveal the person behind him who had been hidden. "This is my cousin, the owner of the ancestral home at the foot of the back mountain. My grandfather asked me to bring her here to exchange some tools."

"Oh? That one..."

He glanced at the smiling girl behind him; she looked quite unfamiliar.

"What do you need, little girl?"

"I need a bed, a wardrobe, a table, chairs, and benches."

"Come in and take a look. The things are all in the side rooms."

He led the two to a house filled with furniture and handmade items.

Inside, there were ready-made beds, desks, cabinets, chairs, and benches. The items were all well-made and the styles looked quite nice.

Nodding, Suning generously bought out not only all the furniture inside, but also baskets, winnowing baskets, brooms, bamboo mats, and other items.

After agreeing on a price, both parties couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Should I ship these over to you right now?"

"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Dacheng."

Back at the ancestral home, after waiting for the furniture to be moved in and arranged, it finally felt a bit like home.

After settling the money and seeing off Su Jianqun and Lu Dacheng and his son, Su Ning went back inside to check and put away the things she had bought in town.

After finishing her work, thinking that Yanbei probably hadn't eaten much all day, she went to the kitchen to start a fire and cook a pot of vegetable and shredded pork porridge. ...

Not long after it got completely dark, Su Ning, who was sitting at the door of the main room, vaguely heard noises coming from outside. She immediately took out her flashlight, got up, and opened the door.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, they saw a group of people escorting something into the dilapidated house.

They didn't stay inside for long before hurrying out and walking away in the light of the torches.

Instead of rushing in, he waited for a few minutes until he could no longer see the flames and was sure that no one else was around before turning on his flashlight and crawling into the dilapidated house.

"Yanbei?"

"Suning!"

Upon entering the room, I saw a person sitting on the floor, curled up in a corner, motionless. My heart, which had been in my throat, returned to normal because of that familiar response.

He quickly stepped forward and crouched down, the flashlight beam illuminating him. "How are you feeling?"

"Fortunately."

The light moved up, down, left, and right following her gaze, and only stopped to examine the person after confirming that they were not injured and that nothing was wrong.

Because of Mr. Tong's influence, the interrogators were somewhat considerate and didn't make things too difficult for him.

Not providing water or food is a minor matter.

"You should know the captain well. I've already told him that he'll take care of you secretly when Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan arrive. Now come with me over there. The kitchen has some vegetable and shredded pork porridge that should be ready. Let's have something to eat."

Yan Bei helped her stand up, knowing that she was much more exhausted from running around outside than he was enduring the hardship in the dark room.

“Suning…”

"I won't say thank you. I believe that if I were in your shoes, you would do your best to help me, right?"

"of course."

"That's it then, let's go."

He clenched his fists tightly, and a mist rose in Yan Bei's bright eyes, making it difficult for him to see her profile for a moment.

After completely suppressing the heat and the bitterness in his throat, he forced a smile and replied with an "okay."

He knew perfectly well that keeping her at a distance would be safer and would prevent her from being implicated.

But he... was really greedy.

It was as if the world was suddenly plunged into darkness, and she was the only ray of light, within reach, how could one bear to let her go?

Back at the ancestral home, Su Ning had him sit at the dining table in the kitchen. She first brought him a newly bought enamel mug and poured him a cup of hot water that had just been filled from the thermos. "Drink some to warm your stomach. I'll go get some porridge."

"it is good."

Obediently holding the enamel cup with both hands, Yan Bei lowered his head, letting the rising steam blur his vision.

Lifting the lid, the rice in the porridge, which had been simmering on a low flame, had broken into tiny pieces, and was thick and soft.

After ladling the food into bowls, sprinkle with chopped scallions. Su Ning picked up one bowl from each side, sat down opposite him, and pushed one of the bowls towards him.

The two quietly drank their porridge. Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere wasn't awkward at all; instead, there was an indescribable, gentle warmth.

After she finished her last bite and put down her chopsticks, Yanbei got up first, stacked the two sets of chopsticks together, and quickly went to the stove to wash the pots and dishes.

"Tonight..."

"I'll sleep in that dilapidated house. It wouldn't be good if someone came and found out."

When a man and a woman are alone in a room, one should at least think about her needs, even if not for oneself.

"The weather is just right now, neither too hot nor too cold. I'm in good health, so don't worry."

Seeing his reaction, Su Ning didn't press him any further. She could only pack up the things she could use and move there with him.

A simple bed can be made by piecing together a few wooden planks, laying down a thick straw mat, and adding a cotton quilt, so it no longer feels so hard.

"Let's just make do like this for the night, and we'll tidy up the house properly tomorrow morning."

"Okay, it's getting late. You haven't rested well since yesterday. Go back to sleep first. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, if there's any situation or emergency, just call me. Don't try to tough it out on yourself."

Is it because you're worried he's sick?
Smiling, he shook his head, but obediently replied with a "okay." Yan Bei escorted her back to the ancestral home, and only after watching her close the courtyard gate did he turn around and slowly walk back under the starlight, his eyes revealing undisguised worry.

I wonder how badly his father is injured, and whether his grandparents can withstand this ordeal.
There's also my uncle's family who went to the Northwest, and Jiaming who's on his way back...