Courtyard House: Home Alone

"Splash!" Tang Baolin's teacup suddenly shook, and a little scalding tea splashed out and landed on the back of his hand, but he was completely unaware.

He stared intently at Lin Yifan, his face filled with shock and disbelief: "You... what did you say?!"

The news was too shocking, like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, leaving him reeling. One person? Wiped out the military police and headquarters? How could that be! Those were hundreds, even thousands, of elite Japanese soldiers!

Meeting his shocked gaze, Lin Yifan spoke calmly yet with an undeniable certainty: "Grandpa, I have not uttered a single falsehood. The Japanese soldiers in Beiping have now been basically wiped out."

Tang Baolin's heart pounded. He stared intently into Lin Yifan's deep eyes, trying to find a hint of a joke, but all he saw was a cold seriousness.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, his fingers turning slightly white from the effort.

After a long while, he finally spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly: "Who...who exactly are you?" This question made him more curious and wary than anything else had happened before.

"A Chinese man," Lin Yifan replied calmly, "a Chinese man who can't stand seeing the Japanese devils and traitors bullying us on our land and wants to do something practical for the people."

He did not reveal his background or abilities, as that would be too shocking.

Tang Baolin fell silent; he believed Lin Yifan's words.

Considering the commotion last night and the invisible aura emanating from this young man, he had no choice but to believe it.

A mixture of indescribable excitement and a hint of fear swirled within him. He was excited because the Japanese invaders, who had oppressed the people of Beiping for years, had actually been wiped out in one fell swoop!

What's frightening is that this young man's power is simply unbelievable; cooperating with him would be like asking a tiger for its skin. But at the same time, it could also be an unprecedented opportunity.

"Then," Tang Baolin composed himself and regained his composure, "what is this important matter concerning the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of people that you mentioned?" He had a vague idea of ​​what it was, but he wasn't sure.

Lin Yifan finally got to the point, his tone resolute: "I transported a batch of supplies back from the Japanese warehouse at Fengtai Railway Station."

"A batch of supplies?" Tang Baolin pressed, his suspicions growing clearer.

"Not just one batch, but a huge amount," Lin Yifan emphasized. "Enough supplies for the people of Beiping, especially the poor, to have a good New Year!"

He looked at Tang Baolin and said, word by word, "Among them are grains, rice, flour, corn, potatoes, in huge quantities; there are medicines, various anti-inflammatory drugs, cold medicines, and even penicillin."

There were cotton-padded clothes, quilts, and cloth, enough for many people to get through the winter; there was also salt, oil, canned goods... In short, the people had everything they needed to survive the winter!

Tang Baolin's breathing became rapid instantly, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with ecstasy and disbelief.

He had lived to such an old age and never imagined such good fortune would come his way! Food! Medicine! Cotton-padded clothes! These were the things that the people of Beiping needed most right now!

If there really were so many supplies, then the people of Beiping... he simply couldn't imagine what would happen to them!

"Really...really?" Tang Baolin's voice was choked with emotion. He gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Absolutely true!" Lin Yifan said with certainty. "These things were originally stolen from our Chinese people by the Japanese devils. Now that I have taken them back, they should be returned to the people."

"Great! Great!" Tang Baolin slapped his thigh, excitedly standing up and pacing around the room a few times. "What do you want me to do?!"

He now completely trusted Lin Yifan and understood the purpose of the other party's visit.

Distributing such a massive amount of supplies quietly to hundreds of thousands of people is no easy task; it requires a large and reliable channel, and Tang Baolin, along with the black market network behind him, is undoubtedly the best candidate.

This is not just trust, but a heavy responsibility!

Seeing his reaction, Lin Yifan felt a little more at ease and stood up as well: "Grandpa Tang, to be honest, although I was able to transport the supplies here..."

However, how to distribute these supplies fairly, orderly, and safely to the people who truly need them still depends on your connections and prestige, sir.

I know about the black market channels. I also know about your reputation in Beiping. Only you can help me with this, and only you are someone I can trust!

Tang Baolin stopped and turned around, a strange light flashing in his old eyes.

He looked at Lin Yifan and asked solemnly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll embezzle these supplies? Or use them to profit for myself?" This was the most pressing question.

Lin Yifan smiled calmly, his smile radiating absolute confidence: "This junior trusts your character, sir. The fact that you dared to challenge the Japanese ten years ago proves you're not that kind of person. Furthermore..."

He abruptly changed the subject, his eyes sharpening, "These supplies are for the people of Beiping. Anyone who dares to harbor ill intentions, no matter who they are, will suffer a fate far worse than Wang Kui'an and those Japanese devils. I have the confidence and the ability to guarantee this."

The chilling killing intent in the other person's words sent a shiver down Tang Baolin's spine; he had no doubt about the truthfulness of their words.

Tang Baolin remained silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, a resolute and fervent glint in his eyes, and thumped his chest: "Good! Young friend Lin!"

If you trust me, Old Man Tang, then I, Tang Baolin, dare to take on this responsibility! The people of Beiping have suffered for too long! I'll do it!

Even if it costs me my life, I will make sure these things truly reach the hands of ordinary people!

Throughout his life, he was a chivalrous and righteous man. After retiring for many years, he thought his ambitions had been fulfilled. But in his old age, he never expected to have the opportunity to do such a great thing for the people of Beiping. This rekindled his long-dormant heart.

Seeing Tang Baolin agree, Lin Yifan finally felt a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. He knew that the matter was settled!

"Thank you so much, Mr. Tang!" Lin Yifan bowed deeply to Tang Baolin. "With your words of comfort, I can finally rest assured."

"No need for formalities!" Tang Baolin waved his hand, now fully focused on the specifics of the operation.

"Where are the supplies now? When can we start distributing them? How many people are needed? How can we distribute them quickly and safely without causing too much chaos?" A series of questions came out of his mouth, showing his rich experience and efficient style.