An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

At the same time, Jiang Baobin was also reflecting on his own shortcomings—he was simply too weak.

It's just a police sub-district chief causing trouble, and there's nothing I can do about it.

Complain to them? You don't know anyone in charge, and even if you take out all your savings, it probably won't be enough to cover the costs.

Kill him? It's not that easy. I don't even have that ability right now.

Even someone as skilled in martial arts as Liu Ling'er still had to grit her teeth and practice every day.

Is my amateurish, half-baked writing enough to impress you?

Unless you choose a mutually destructive approach—shoot him at close range and then become a wanted criminal yourself.

Pshaw! Are you kidding me?

How could I, a time traveler with a bright future, possibly perish together with a lecherous scoundrel and a corrupt bureaucrat?

"We still need to strengthen our own capabilities," Jiang Baobin concluded in the end.

Only when one becomes strong enough can one deter petty scoundrels like Zhao Zhibang.

Only then can we truly live up to the prestigious title of "time traveler".

The next day, before the Jiang family came to bother them...

Jiang Baobin then took his younger sister to the department store.

We provided her with a lot of clothing and personal items, from head to toe.

The girl was terrified; she had never witnessed anything like this before in her life.

Even a piece of underwear costs several dollars, not to mention outerwear.

Moreover, she blushed at the sight of many things, but her third brother didn't care at all.

She even kept asking the shop assistants how to wear it and how to use it.

He felt so frustrated he wanted to disappear into the ground, while the shop assistants looked at him like he was a monster.

Okay, I was reflecting on myself last night, realizing I shouldn't be using futuristic thinking to handle current matters.

He forgot about it so quickly; this guy is something else.

This also illustrates how powerful the inertia of human habits is; it cannot be changed simply by talking about it.

Jiang Baobin completely ignored his younger sister's objection that it was too expensive.

Just focus on one word—buy, buy, buy!

It was the first time in her life that Jiang Daya had ridden in a car, and she was filled with wonder.

"Third Brother, this car is really nice! Is it your foreign boss's?"

"Third Brother, when did you learn to drive? That's amazing!"

"Third Brother, where are you taking me? Why are we getting further and further away from home?"

Jiang Daya was like a fledgling sparrow just out of its nest, finding everything fascinating and asking questions about everything, chattering incessantly.

Jiang Baobin was always smiling and answered every question.

At the beginning of the journey, everything was completely dark, and even his life was threatened.

It was this innocent little girl in front of him who gave him his first care and warmth.

Now it's time to repay her.

Then they took her to a place—

Where would be a safe, convenient, and suitable place for Jiang Daya to stay? Rose's house would be the only option.

At the gate, Jiang Baobin solemnly warned her—

Unless he personally leads her, she is not allowed to step out of the door for the next few months.

This request is certainly for Da Ya's safety, though perhaps not to the point of needing to, but he must prepare for the worst.

Because in the month or so since he transmigrated here, the darkness this world has shown him is 10 times greater than he previously knew!

Upon meeting Rose, Jiang Baobin didn't hide anything and told her everything.

This immediately aroused her sympathy, and she warmly welcomed him, promising that he could stay as long as he wanted.

Rose's Chinese was so-so, while Pete and Emma were much better and had no problem communicating with Jiang Daya.

Jiang Baobin even went out of his way to explain to Rose's Filipino maid.

Tell her that this is her younger sister, who is just staying here and not trying to take her job.

Because he already knew Jiang Daya's personality very well; she was someone who couldn't sit still and always had to find something to do.

If you make the maid feel insecure and the two of them start fighting, that would be bad.

At this moment, Jiang Daya was completely dumbfounded. What she had experienced today was something she had never dared to imagine in her fifteen years of life.

Can such a wonderful house really exist in the world? Floor-to-ceiling windows, wooden floors, snow-white walls, and rooms so vast you can't see the end of the tunnel...

My third brother is so amazing! Not only can he speak foreign languages, but he's also friends with foreigners.

It turns out that not all foreigners are bad; some are kind and hospitable.

It was only then that she understood why her third brother had bought her so many nice clothes.

It turned out he was leading him into a completely new world...

That day, Jiang Baobin was busy until quite late before returning home, while the main house of the Gao family was once again brightly lit and filled with the sounds of singing and dancing.

Meanwhile, a rare sight was someone talking to his own bespectacled son—Gao Junbao.

There were several pieces of meat on the ground, which he obviously intended to feed to Four-Eyes.

Four-Eyes refused to eat any food fed to him by anyone other than his master, not even meat, so the food just fell to the ground.

These days, meat is definitely a precious commodity. I don't know if Gao Junbao, that silly boy, doesn't understand, or if he's really willing to part with it.

Upon seeing him return, Gao Junbao swayed and walked away.

What a super shy little guy.

Jiang Baobin hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the meat; he couldn't let it go to waste.

Unlock the door, enter the yard, and lock it again.

The first thing to do is cook dog food, which is cornmeal porridge.

I washed the meat and threw it into the pot. Hehe, Four-Eyes is in for a treat today.

I just finished preparing this and brought it to the dog.

The entire Jiang family arrived, followed by several old women from the east courtyard who liked to dawdle.

"Jiang Laosan! Where did you take Daya'er?" Jiang Baowu asked angrily.

How could he not be anxious? Today, Zhao Zhibang had scolded him like he was a grandson.

Without needing to guess, Jiang Baobin knew what was going on and cheerfully gave them two words—"Serves you right!"

Old Jiang still had some sense of shame: "Baobin, open the door, let's talk inside."

Open it? Jiang Baobin isn't stupid. I knew you guys were going to cause trouble, that's why I locked the door.

Why waste time arguing with you guys when you could be sleeping better?

He put it bluntly: "Given what you've done to Daya, I have nothing to say to you."

"Here are three pieces of advice for you: First, you have seriously violated the law..."

This serious accusation left the Chiang family members looking at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Baobin continued, "I consulted a lawyer very formally today."

According to Article 1 of the Civil Code of 1930:

"Marriage between men and women should be based on the principle of freedom, and feudal marriage systems such as arranged marriages, forced marriages, and male superiority over females should be abolished."

"The law also stipulates that bigamy, concubinage, and child brides are prohibited, and emphasizes that marriage must be based on the voluntary consent of both parties, otherwise criminal liability will be pursued."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Baowu disdainfully and said, "Look at you, you actually broke the law!"

"And your damn boss, what a piece of trash! He's even more culpable!"

"Tell him that others might not be able to do anything about him, but believe me, I'll get someone to publish a notice about him in the newspaper and expose his true colors..."