Courtyard House: Home Alone

He left the "ghost" mark everywhere. After he finished doing all this, the sky was already beginning to lighten. He found a secluded place to enter the space to rest for a while and had some breakfast with his mother and sister.

Then, he teleported away from Fog City. He knew that what "Ghost" had done in Fog City should have already reached Baldy's ears, and he certainly wouldn't show up in Fog City again.

He didn't go to Nanjing again, but instead teleported directly back to Beiping. In a deserted alley next to Nanluoguxiang, he released his mother and younger sister from his spatial dimension. Then, carrying his nine-year-old sister on his back and helping his mother, he arrived at the entrance of the east courtyard.

"Mom, I've been living in the east wing for the past few years. This wing was a gift from Grandma Long, and I had it all renovated."

"Where is our original house?" Meng Zhuolin asked.

"The old house is all empty. The three girls in the family go over to clean it about every other day. It's basically the same as when you left."

He knocked on the door. Xia Yan, who was inside the courtyard, heard the sound first, ran to the door, and asked from inside, "Who is it?"

"Xia Yan, it's me, I'm back," Lin Yifan replied.

"Sister Wenxiu, come quick, young master is back." As soon as she finished speaking, she opened the courtyard gate from the inside.

When Xia Yan opened the door and saw Lin Yifan carrying a little girl on his back and supporting a middle-aged woman, she quickly reached out to help Meng Zhuolin: "Young Master, this is...?"

"Oh, this is my mother and my sister. I brought them back from Chongqing. They've stayed in Beiping ever since."

Xia Yan quickly stepped aside to let the person in, and hurried into the courtyard, calling out as he went, "Sister Wenxiu, come out quickly, I've brought the elders back from the family."

Wenxiu was tidying up in the kitchen when she heard the noise. She quickly wiped her hands and came out. She saw Meng Zhuolin being supported by Lin Yifan and Lin Yu'an leaning on his back. She immediately greeted them with a smile and took Meng Zhuolin's arm affectionately: "This must be your aunt and sister Yu'an. You must be tired from your journey. Please come in and sit down. I just boiled some hot water. You can soak your feet to relax."

Meng Zhuolin had heard her son talk about the three girls in the family, and she had always kept them in her heart since they lost their relatives at a young age. Seeing how warm and thoughtful they were, her heart warmed up a lot, and the sadness that had been weighing on her heart faded a bit.

Holding Wenxiu's hand, he repeatedly expressed his gratitude: "You've really gone to a lot of trouble taking care of Xiaofan all these years. Thank you for your hard work."

Wenxiu smiled and led the people towards the main room: "Auntie, you're too kind. The young master treats us well, so it's only right that we do these things."

Several people accompanied Meng Zhuolin and her daughter into the house and helped them sit down. They brought hot water and towels, and offered them warm tea. Lin Yifan watched the three girls busying themselves, and his tense heart finally relaxed a little.

Lin Yifan put Lin Yu'an down and introduced Wenxiu, Xinyi, and Xiayan to the mother and daughter. He then pointed out various places in the courtyard to them. The east wing had been renovated and was clean and bright. Meng Zhuolin's favorite orchids, Suxin Orchid, were planted in the courtyard, showing that he had put a lot of care into it.

Meng Zhuolin touched the orchids on the flower stand, looked at the three girls who were busy running around, and then glanced at Lin Yifan who was standing aside watching them with a smile. The heart that had been hanging for so long finally settled down. After so many years of wandering, she had finally come home.

Under Lin Yifan's spiritual spring nourishment, Meng Zhuolin and Yu An's injuries healed very quickly. By the third day after arriving home, all their internal and external injuries had almost healed, except for Meng Zhuolin's hands, which required a longer recovery time.

Lin Yifan, who had been staying at home with his mother and sister for the past two days, saw that they were slowly recovering, so he said to his mother, "Mom, I'm going out today. First, I want to tell your organization about your and Dad's situation."

Another thing I'm planning to do is find a good burial plot for my father and pick an auspicious day so he can be laid to rest in peace.

That way, he can rest in peace.

Meng Zhuolin nodded and wiped her eyes: "Go ahead, be careful in everything you do. I'll be waiting for your news at home."

Lin Yifan responded and told Wenxiu and the others to take good care of the house before driving towards the Beiping Municipal Government. From the moment the bald man started the civil war, Lin Yifan had openly handed over Beiping to the Red Party.

The Red Party had taken full control of Beiping three years ago, and the central government also moved into Beiping at the beginning of this year. The current secretary of the Beiping Municipal Party Committee is Zheng Shucheng, who has always followed Mr. [referring to a specific individual]. Since his parents were also Mr. [referring to a specific individual]'s direct subordinates, the best way to report his parents' situation was to have Zheng Shucheng contact Mr. [referring to a specific individual].

As soon as the car arrived at the entrance of the municipal government building, it was stopped by the guards. Lin Yifan rolled down the window and handed over his ID. After the guards checked it, they immediately saluted and let him through.

The signature on this ID is still "Mr." It was specially approved by the three big shots after their meeting four years ago. This ID is valid indefinitely to facilitate his access to certain special places.

Lin Yifan drove smoothly into the municipal government compound, parked the car, and headed straight for Zheng Shucheng's office.

As soon as he reached the office door, he heard voices coming from inside. He knocked twice, and a voice immediately responded, "Come in."

Pushing open the door and entering, Zheng Shucheng looked up and saw him. He immediately stood up with a smile to greet him: "Young Master Lin, you are a rare guest. Please have a seat."

While instructing his secretary to make tea for Lin Yifan, he dismissed the other two people in the office and sat down next to Lin Yifan with a smile: "Young Master Lin, what brings you here today?"

Lin Yifan explained the purpose of his visit. Zheng Shucheng's smile slowly faded after hearing this, and he remained silent for a while before sighing, "Comrade Lin Qiqing made great contributions to the organization. I know him too. I will report his sacrifice to you immediately. You said you saved your mother. How is she now? Should the organization arrange for her to be taken to the hospital?"

"Thank you, Secretary Zheng, but no need. I still have some special medicine on hand. My mother and sister are recovering well, so I won't waste the organization's medical resources. It's more comfortable for them to recuperate at home," Lin Yifan said with a smile.

"That's good. But don't be shy, just let me know if you need anything. Your situation has been specially arranged by your superiors." Zheng Shucheng said as he picked up the red phone next to him and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected. Zheng Shucheng reported in detail the news that Lin Yifan's mother and sister had been rescued and that Comrade Lin Qiqing had sacrificed his life. After hanging up, he said to Lin Yifan, "The master wants you to bring your mother over for a visit after you've finished dealing with the cemetery matters. He'll meet with you when he has time."

Regarding the burial site, the organization has long reserved a spot in the Martyrs' Cemetery for fallen comrades. I'll handle the paperwork for you, and we can pick an auspicious day for Comrade Lin Qiqing to be laid to rest.

Lin Yifan stood up to express his gratitude, and Zheng Shucheng quickly supported his arm: "This is what the organization should do. Comrade Lin Qiqing has been hiding his identity for so many years for the revolution and finally sacrificed himself heroically. He deserves the best place in the Martyrs' Cemetery."

Go check out the locations at the cemetery first, and let me know when you've chosen a spot. I'll get the paperwork done this afternoon.

Lin Yifan nodded, arranged a time to talk with Zheng Shucheng later, then got up to say goodbye and drove to the Martyrs' Cemetery.