Courtyard houses: Those who are capable are rewarded, and many children bring many blessings.

This reminded Niu Dazhuang that he would have materials for mending and patching things up when he bought a yard in the future. Just like the ruins of the Old Summer Palace today, the British and French looted the Old Summer Palace and set it on fire.

Stones and bricks don't burn, so why are there only a few large stones left now? It's because the people have moved them away bit by bit.

It started during the Republic of China era. The wealthy and powerful used the bricks to build their own gardens, while ordinary people would take some bricks home to build pigsties.

I was just thinking of building a shed but I don't have any pillars.

It was probably around nine o'clock when the weather cooled down and a cool breeze picked up, so everyone dispersed and went home.

Ningru brought in the large copper kettle that had been sitting on the stove outside, and the two sisters began to take a bath.

"Brother-in-law, go stand guard outside. My third sister said she heard noises outside their window when she was taking a shower at home last time. I don't want anyone peeping at me."

Niu Dazhuang stood outside, smoking idly. Half an hour had passed before the two sisters finally finished washing up.

This was also the best time for Da Zhuang to see everyone; behind closed doors, they were all family, dressed quite lightly.

Don't let Ningru's age fool you; at only eighteen, after two or three months of nurturing, she's gained weight since she first arrived. She's definitely growing, and she's doing it all in the right places. Now she's even more voluptuous than Xueru.

She's wearing a tank top and shorts right now, the tank top is sticking up so high that you can't even see her toes when you look down.

The way he walks... wow...

Niu Dazhuang had planned to go out and collect a batch of bricks and tiles, especially timber, tonight. But when he saw Ningru, he couldn't move on.

Summer is a bit awkward. With the windows open, it's stuffy and hot, and people in the yard can see everything that happens inside.

Niu Dazhuang was also quite capable; both windows in the two rooms were open, and the two of them were behind the door.

People outside can't see it, but they can't block out the sound.

The atmosphere had reached this point, so there was no time to worry about anything else...

Judging from their coordinated way of doing things, this wasn't the first time they'd done this.

The door knocker rattled and clattered loudly...

The current situation has one advantage: Niu Dazhuang can observe what's happening in the yard through the crack in the door... to prevent those bad boys from peeping and eavesdropping.

Half an hour later, he was covered in sweat again and had to take another bath. After several baths, Niu Dazhuang finally carried the soft, noodle-like Ningru back to the kang (a heated brick bed).

He then went out again.

Damn it, this seems to be a side effect of the secret sect's techniques. The more I do it, the more energetic I become. I had just pushed my bicycle to the middle courtyard when I heard a commotion in the front yard.

Peeking out from behind the hanging flower gate, well, that makes sense. How could this old man, who loves to take advantage of small things, miss such an opportunity?

Yan Bugui and his son Yan Jiecheng were sitting on a piece of old wood about the thickness of a bowl, whispering to each other.

"Dad, I worked carrying heavy bags during the day and then ran two trips to Qipan Street at night. I'm exhausted. I'm not going. You go by yourself!"

"I can carry it myself, why would I need you? Don't be fooled by how much stuff we have now, I reckon once this wind blows, it'll all be moved in three days. To build a small house, we'll need at least five poles. Don't feel bad, I'm planning to get you a wedding room."

"What are you planning? This back room is just a free space for people to live in. It's damp and poorly ventilated in the summer, and it's always cold and dark in the winter."

"Hey, times have changed. Look at the housing situation in this compound now. There are probably seven or eight young men your age who are getting married. Where are there any extra houses in this compound?"

"Dad, now all workplaces provide housing. The good ones are all in tenement buildings. Who wants to live in a crowded courtyard anymore!"

"Does your workplace provide housing? Even if it does, will you be able to use it when you get married? Okay, we've rested for a while, let's carry one more back."

"I'm not going anyway, you can go if you want." After saying that, Yan Jiecheng stood up and went into the house, took out a washbasin, and took a shower by himself.

Niu Dazhuang had no choice but to turn back. Just as he was about to turn around, the door of the Jia family's room in the west wing opened a crack, and a head peeked out first.

Niu Dazhuang moved swiftly. With a thought, he first put the bicycle into his spatial storage, then flashed and hid behind the screen wall.

Everyone was busy that evening when they saw Jia Zhangshi looking around as she walked towards the backyard.

Just as Niu Dazhuang was about to show himself, the door to the east wing opened again.

"Damn! Those two really have something going on!" Niu Dazhuang waited until Yi Zhonghai went to the backyard, and then looked at the front yard. Yan Bugui and his son had both gone back into the house, so Niu Dazhuang didn't go back either.

Now everyone understands the unspoken rule: the brass bell on the gate is always stuffed with cotton, so it doesn't ring when the gate is opened.

In this bright moonlit place, you don't even need a flashlight; you can reach your destination in about twenty minutes.

After looking around and finding no one, he first put the bicycle into his spatial storage, then picked up the thick pieces of old wood and started moving them into his space.

With a portable space like this, it would be a waste of talent not to use it to make some extra money.

Niu Dazhuang didn't dare to accept too much. The theft at Ma Xingbang's house had just happened not long ago, and he didn't want another fox spirit legend to occur.

After careful selection, only about thirty pieces of old timber were brought into the space. A few hundred rafters were also collected, and even more blue bricks and tiles were gathered into the space in piles.

Niu Dazhuang figured that building three main rooms would be enough, so he stopped, put his bicycle away, and instead of going home, rode it to Ye Chunmei's house.

It's not that I don't want to find someone else, it's that the other people's fighting strength is too weak. Even with Lin Yongmei's help, Chen Xueru still can't do it. The original character's fighting strength is much stronger.

No matter how much you stir it up, it's like a quagmire, making it impossible to stop...

That is, Niu Dazhuang. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been deeply involved long ago. There has always been a saying that this kind of woman is a tiger, and there is really no reason for it.

Think about it, most men would become weak within a month or two after encountering this, and if they don't know how to control themselves, they could die within a few months.

The two sisters were used to Niu Dazhuang coming in the middle of the night. But this time, it was Ye Chunlan who opened the door for them.

That's just her personality. Even though we're old comrades, she didn't show much enthusiasm in the courtyard.

They didn't even light candles when they came in.

"Chunmei has been sleeping a lot these past few days, and her period hasn't come either. She might be pregnant," Ye Chunlan said, following behind Dazhuang.

"Oh, then let's not bother her and go to the west room?"

This was the second time Ye Chunlan had faced Niu Dazhuang alone, and her heart was pounding. She had been severely punished by Niu Dazhuang's family rules last time, and she still harbored some lingering fear.

"Can I manage on my own?"

"Don't worry, you've become so well-behaved now, how could I bear to punish you anymore?"

"Well... okay then, I'll go get you some water."

Niu Dazhuang rinsed off as usual and went to bed.

The strategy of starting with this topic from the past has been changed...

Ye Chunlan surrendered in just half an hour.

"I'm a grown man, let me rest for a while, I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Hmm, staying here won't interfere with our conversation."

"Hmm... I've done what you asked me to do. When are you going to load the goods? The invoice has already been issued, and I've paid for it in advance."