At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

As dish after dish was served.

Everyone ate their fill.

"Should this be taken back to the old lady?"

Tan Xiulian pointed to a plate on the table with a small pile of vegetables and asked.

"Oh? Oh dear, I didn't even wait for her. Oh well, it's already this late, she must have already eaten."

"This is what I left for Zhu Zi. I originally planned to invite him to eat some with me, but I thought I shouldn't interfere with his work, so I specially left it out."

"Rain, take this dish and ask the waiter if you can send it to the kitchen for your brother."

Yi Zhonghai placed the dishes in front of He Yushui and said.

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Yi."

He Yushui nodded obediently and took the dishes away.

Yi Zhongding looked at his elder brother's arrangements.

One has to admire it.

This is only possible if time travelers' minds were not tempered through countless trials and tribulations, and if they did not possess a natural sense of vigilance.

It also has a "God's-eye view".

I traveled here.

Can anyone really defeat this "moral sage" who subtly and effectively wins people's hearts?

He didn't even dare to think about it.

When someone like He Yuzhu received this dish from his sister...

I'm afraid they'll just brand themselves with their own ideology.

Loyal Orange!

This method has been used in recent years.

He's seen it countless times.

Not all of them were He Yuzhu.

It wasn't just the people in the courtyard.

That's the secret to how he managed to run his courtyard house so well that it was impenetrable.

What kind of reliance on Jia Zhangshi for personal gain, or on Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui for their foolishness...?

Those are all too rough.

That kind of method works on a person; it's PUA, and even the most intelligent person will fall into it.

But dealing with an entire courtyard full of people would be impossible.

There are hundreds of people.

All shapes and sizes, strange and wonderful.

Yi Zhonghai's methods of understanding and controlling people's hearts were masterful.

Especially after two or three years of training in the position of workshop director.

It's taken another step forward.

Yi Zhongding had no doubt that if he had been in the officialdom of his previous life, he would have been far more successful than he was.

A short while later.

He Yushui came running back, skipping and hopping: "Uncle Yi, my brother is cooking, and he told me to thank you."

"This child is so kind-hearted, there's no need to thank him."

"Alright, let's go then, walk for a bit? To digest our food."

Yi Zhonghai stood up and said.

"Alright, it'll be good to let these calves burn off some energy, otherwise I'll just be causing trouble when we get back."

Tan Xiulian also said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, let's go back and play on our scooters, we won't bother you."

Yi Zhongyan said with a serious expression.

"It's good that it's true, you little rascal are the most mischievous."

Tan Xiulian jokingly feigned disdain.

"No, that's because I like you the most."

Yi Zhongyan shook his head, revealing an innocent and adorable smile.

This left Tan Xiulian completely bewildered.

"We all raise these little ones the same way, so why do they all have such different personalities?"

Yi Zhonghai chuckled from the side.

"If someone had a personality like Miaomiao's, they'd starve to death."

Yao Yao teased her younger sister.

"No way, I have my uncle, sister-in-law, and brother, I won't starve."

Miao Miao rolled her eyes at her sister and said in a crisp voice.

"When you grow up, you'll have to rely on yourself. What will you do then? You're so lazy."

Yao Yao continued.

"I'm too lazy to grow up."

Miao Miao waved her hand and said lazily.

Right now.

Her entire body slumped onto Yi Zhongding's arm.

She felt a little regretful.

I didn't bring my self-balancing scooter.

You should have told me earlier that I needed to walk to aid digestion.

Now she has learned to ride a scooter and doesn't fall anymore.

Therefore, the self-balancing scooter is her favorite mode of transportation.

The group walked the distance of one bus stop.

I just got in the car and went back.

Back in the courtyard.

This time, it wasn't just Yan Bugui he encountered.

Instead, a large group of people from the courtyard were cooling off at the entrance of the alley.

There's wind here.

In the summer, everyone loves to stay in the alleyways to cool off and chat.

"Oh, so the whole family went out to celebrate? What delicious food did you eat?"

When Yan Bugui saw them return, his eyes lit up, and he waved his palm-leaf fan even more enthusiastically.

"Sigh, what a good kid! He got into university. He deserves a treat!"

Yi Zhonghai answered casually.

He even took out a pack of 15-cent Workers' and Peasants cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to the men, young and old.

He doesn't smoke this stuff anymore, he only does it occasionally as a favor.

Previously, Pegasus was scattered.

But this cigarette used to cost 18 cents, and the price has gradually increased to 29 cents.

He was also reluctant to part ways.

He smokes a pipe now; it doesn't go into the lungs.

The tobacco was a nice thing that his younger brother, Yi Zhongding, brought back for him.

It's very easy to smoke.

It's definitely a good thing!

Yi Zhongding grows tobacco in his own space, roasts it himself, and then cuts it into shreds.

There are two varieties of tobacco.

One type is Hua Zi tobacco, and the other is Shifang tobacco.

If it weren't so ostentatious.

He can even produce Shifang cigars.

You can figure it out yourself.

"Oh dear, you smoke cigarettes yourself, yet you're giving us these good cigarettes. We feel so bad."

Yan Bugui accepted the cigarette with a smile.

"Teacher Yan, you're a cultured person, so you should be smoking Pegasus, unlike me. I'm just a roughneck, the tobacco is just right, strong, and satisfying."

Yi Zhonghai didn't argue with him.

In his heart he was thinking: You don't know anything. My tobacco leaves are better than those of Hua Zi. My pipe is made of "Rhamnus root" and was even handmade by my brother.

You wouldn't have such good fortune in eight lifetimes.

It's good to have a younger brother who cares about you.

Yan Bugui fell silent upon hearing this.

Pegasus?

That stuff is almost the same price as Daqianmen cigarettes now.

I can't bear to part with my cigarettes.

Yi Zhonghai chatted happily among the crowd for quite a while.

He finished smoking a pipe before patting his bottom and going home.

Of course, they also spoke out.

Tomorrow night, we'll have a celebratory banquet in the courtyard, featuring sauerkraut stewed pork.

When Yi Zhonghai returned to the courtyard, he was about to step into his own home.

But after thinking about it...

They turned back to the Intermediate People's Court and arrived at the Jia family's door.

"Dongxu, are you home?"

Yi Zhonghai called out from the doorway.

"Master, Dongxu went out to buy something, he'll be back in a bit. Is there something you need?"

Jia Zhangshi walked out with a beaming smile, her waist swaying like a bucket.

Qin Huairu gave birth to her daughter, Xiaodang, at the end of June this year.

She's still in her postpartum period.

Jia Zhangshi may have been tormenting her on a daily basis.

But when she was giving birth to children.

They can still do some decent work.

Although it wasn't the big, fat grandson she longed for.

However, the postpartum period is still observed.

After all, she drank quite a bit of that chicken soup.

"Oh, sister-in-law, it's nothing. Dongxu is back. Have him come to my place."

Seeing Jia Zhangshi, who had become increasingly obese from years of pampered living, Yi Zhonghai shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, I'll tell him in a bit, why don't you come in and wait a while? Have a cup of tea."

Jia Zhangshi made a polite remark.

"No, I'm going back now. See you later, sister-in-law."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and went home.