An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Daya ran off to the side with a grin to cuddle with the dog.

"Four-Eyes, you've gotten so thin! Look at your skin, it's all sagging."

Taking the opportunity, Jiang Baobin instructed her to add extra food to the dog's diet from now on, with at least one ounce of meat in each meal.

"Ah!" Jiang Daya's mouth dropped open.

"Third Brother! Are you crazy? You said you were going to take it out to do business."

"So you're feeding it well, and now that it's back, why are you still feeding it meat?"

Of course, Jiang Baobin couldn't tell her everything, but he repeatedly emphasized that this time, the bespectacled girl had saved his life.

Treating it well is treating yourself well.

Although Jiang Daya had some complaints, she dared not disobey Jiang Baobin.

This third brother is really something else now. He buys things by the truckload and spends money without batting an eye!

Next, the two worked together to pack up all the things they had bought.

The young girl inevitably complained about him a few more times.

Jiang Baobin actually quite likes this kind of nagging, trivial atmosphere.

It's so stifling up in the mountains, not to mention the dog, he's almost depressed.

But he couldn't let it go on forever, so he changed the subject and asked her if there was anything wrong since he wasn't home.

The girl slapped her forehead and went to retrieve the telegram.

"You've only been gone a couple of days, and this guy's already here. I'd completely forgotten about him."

"I'll have to buy a pig's head later."

"What's wrong? There's already so much meat on you."

"I'll give you a brain-boosting treatment, otherwise who would marry a silly wife?"

"Ugh, Third Brother, you're so annoying!"

"Me, annoying? You'll be the one annoyed in the future."

The telegram was from Elizabeth, saying she wanted to stay for Christmas.

He repeatedly apologized and promised that she would come back immediately after the New Year.

Jiang Baobin sighed – You probably won't be coming back.

He then instructed, "Da Ya, starting tomorrow, pack up everything in this room."

"Just like at Rose's house last time, pack up everything that needs to be packed up, don't leave anything behind."

"Oh! Cleaning again? What will we do when Sister Lili gets back?"

"You don't need to worry about that, just do as I say."

"Alright."

"You'd better hurry up, you only have a week at most."

"No problem, hehe, I love tidying up."

"Ha, you'd like moving back to the tenement and squatting in an outhouse?"

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'what the heck'? No matter how nice this house is, it's not our home."

"Oh, okay."

Jiang Baobin observed her and saw that she didn't seem reluctant to part with him; instead, she started humming a little tune.

Clearly, the girl has no objection to moving away from here.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Baobin understood.

After all, her parents live in Nanluoguxiang.

I'm a yellow-skinned, black-hearted person; I have no feelings for them.

That doesn't mean the young girl has no feelings. She's been away for so long, she must miss him quite a bit.

It's a pity that Jiang Baobin never intended to return to Nanluoguxiang; he has his own place there.

Isn't a secluded courtyard house appealing?

However, he won't return the house there; as the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Suddenly, Jiang Baobin frowned.

Because Jiang Daya often had to bend over when she worked.

As a result, something small fell out of her collar.

Jiang Baobin has sharp eyes; he noticed it immediately.

It is a sparkly little cross.

He couldn't help but wonder: This thing is silver, it certainly didn't come out of nowhere.

Given Jiang Daya's stinginess, it's highly unlikely that she would pay for it herself.

That's suspicious. Could it be that this girl has secretly started dating someone?

Jiang Baobin looked at her buttocks, which weren't fully swollen yet, and shook his head again.

This girl is only fifteen years old (by Chinese reckoning), so it's possible she's in love, but she wouldn't dare to date on her own.

These days, apart from female students, very few girls from ordinary families dare to freely date.

Everyone must obey the wishes of their parents and the words of the matchmaker, otherwise they will be scolded for being rebellious!

A thought struck Jiang Baobin: the police and military police who had been removed from the doorway had been removed.

He casually struck up a conversation: "Da Ya'er, will we have any guests after I leave?"

"No, there are no guests when you're home, and there's even less of a place when you leave."

"Really not?"

"no."

Jiang Baobin suddenly blurted out, "Then how come I heard that the foreign monk from the building in front came by?"

"Ah..." Jiang Daya was caught off guard and immediately went numb.

Can a small, clever bird outmaneuver a thief from the old house?

In just a few words, Jiang Baobin made the matter perfectly clear.

It turned out that no sooner had he left than Old Xier had set his sights on Jiang Daya.

Old Deng didn't do anything to the child, but instead used it as an excuse to take her to heaven in the future.

They turned Elizabeth's house upside down.

Fortunately, Jiang Baobin was always cautious and had already cleaned up the mess.

Otherwise, if Old Sylder pulls this stunt, we'll be at a disadvantage.

Although nothing serious happened, Jiang Baobin felt like he had swallowed a fly, which disgusted him.

Damn it! Does this old man really not know the meaning of death?

It has absolutely nothing to do with me.

But since you dare to shit on my head, then we'll have to settle the score!

Seeing Jiang Daya's embarrassed expression when asked the question, Jiang Baobin's expression softened.

Kids don't have that many tricks up their sleeves.

Jiang Baobin asked seemingly casually, "What did you do today? To church?"

Jiang Daya nodded her little head.

"Old Sylph is here too?"

Jiang Daya shook her head: "Mr. Sir is very busy now, it seems he's going back to his country."

Jiang Baobin narrowed his eyes. A rat is a rat; it tries to slip away after stealing something.

"By the way, Third Brother, Jote is dead..."

Chote?

Jiang Baobin remembered, it was Old Xier's henchman, Little Foreign Monk, the drunkard.

"How did he die?"

Jiang Daya pouted: "Hanging herself."

"Mr. Sear said he was drunk and felt guilty, so he committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

Jiang Baobin gave a mocking smile: "Do you believe me?"

"Huh?" Jiang Daya was taken aback by the question, clearly having never thought about it before.

Jiang Baobin didn't want the child to have a dark mind, so he changed the subject:

"Do you know when old Sylvain is leaving?"

"I don't know, it should be soon, since they said there's going to be a war."

"Beiping is dangerous; even the sea route is blocked, so he's anxious to catch a plane."

Jiang Dajie teased her, "You know quite a lot."

Jiang Daya laughed: "Hey, I just heard it from other people."

"I used to stay at home every day and didn't know anything."

"Now that I'm going out and meeting more people, I've heard so many interesting things from them..."

Jiang Daya chattered on and on, enjoying herself immensely.

Jiang Baobin walked to the window and looked at Old Sir's dark house.

It's currently the shortest day of the year, so if anyone is home, the lights should be on.

This guy was squinting slightly, clearly plotting something...