Courtyard House: A Veteran Returns Home and Becomes a Father

Su Mo quickly carried his simple luggage to the train station. The platform was so crowded that it was hard to move. He relied on his identity as a member of the People's Liberation Army to smoothly pass through the document and ticket check and boarded the green train bound for Dandong without any trouble.

After finding a seat and sitting down, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a strange emptiness in her heart, as if something crucial was missing.

He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, suddenly waking up with a start—Holy crap! He was a legitimate transmigrator, everyone else had a system or cheat codes to rely on when they transmigrate, but he had nothing!

The moment the thought crossed Su Mo's mind, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his palms became clenched. This era was nothing like modern times. If he didn't have any special advantages, and accidentally revealed his transmigrator status, he would be doomed if he were captured and dissected for research!

He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he got up and rushed to the toilet at the end of the carriage, afraid that if he was too slow, he might make a commotion and be noticed.

The bathroom was small and stuffy. Su Mo locked the door behind him and pressed his ear against it to listen for any sounds outside. Once he was sure no one was watching, he lowered his voice and shouted urgently, "System! Come out now!"

After shouting for a while without getting a response, he anxiously raised his voice a little: "Is the system here? Don't play dead!"

Silence remained. Su Mo panicked, even resorting to more seniority-based salutations: "System Daddy! Please, show yourself!"

"Grandpa System! I know you're here, please say something to me!"

"System, you bastard! I'm begging you, please give me some response!"

He called out to everyone from the system to his ancestors, but apart from his panting, there wasn't a sound in the toilet.

Su Mo was completely stunned, slumped against the door, and cursed, "Damn it! No system is one thing, but at least give me some space! I can't possibly go to the front lines naked!"

As soon as Su Mo uttered the word "space," a warm, soft mass of air suddenly appeared in his head, carrying a hint of warmth.

He was both surprised and delighted. He quickly focused his mind and cautiously reached out with his consciousness. The next second, he was suddenly sucked in by the ball of air. A slight feeling of weightlessness came over him, which frightened him so much that he subconsciously closed his eyes and even held his breath.

After waiting for a while, the expected discomfort did not come. Su Mo slowly opened his eyes and was so excited when he saw his surroundings that he almost jumped up!

The villa with its blue bricks and white tiles, the old locust tree in the yard, and the orchids on the windowsill—it's all the house that his parents tailored for him in his past life!

Su Mo reached out and touched the cool wall. The realistic touch filled him with joy, and he thought to himself: "I knew there would be perks in transmigrating! Sure enough, there's always a way out. Even without a system, I have a spatial ability, so I can still do whatever I want!"

He immediately ransacked the villa. The Longjing tea in the study was still sealed properly, the briar pipe and tobacco on the collection shelf were untouched, and the clothes and bedding in the bedroom, the pots and pans in the kitchen, and everything in his previous life's villa were intact, not a single item was missing!

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought, what's the most precious thing in this war-torn era? Food! He was about to go to the front lines. Surviving in the hail of bullets was the most important thing, but without food, he wouldn't even be able to save his life. Compared to bullets and weapons, food was the real hard currency!

He suddenly remembered that he still had a hundred acres of fertile land and two mountains to rely on, and immediately walked quickly out of the villa gate.

At a glance, a hundred acres of fertile land are neatly arranged, with wheat, rice, corn and various seasonal vegetables planted in the fields, growing lush and green in a pleasing manner;

The two mountains next to it are even more lush and green. One mountain is covered with apple, pear and peach trees, with unpicked fruit still hanging on the branches. The other mountain is covered with layers of tea trees, and the aroma of tea fills the whole mountainside.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo's heart finally settled down, and he slapped his thigh in relief: Thank goodness, the fertile fields and mountains are still there! Otherwise, with just this little luggage, he would have starved by the time he got to the front lines!

As he was wandering around and looking around, he suddenly noticed a spring in the middle of the yard, emitting cool air. Clear spring water was bubbling out, and a magnificent warehouse had appeared out of nowhere on the east side of the villa.

Su Mo's eyes lit up instantly, and his heart skipped a beat: Could this spring be the legendary spiritual spring? Could this warehouse be a storage room where time has stopped?

If things were really as he thought, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted on the front lines without having to worry about anything? Su Mo acted immediately, starting to experiment with the functions of the space, determined to fully understand this cheat code.

The train was packed with people, and the aisles were full of passengers. He had no idea about the flow of time in the space and was afraid that if he stayed in the space for too long, half a day would have passed outside and he would be discovered to be abnormal and captured and dissected.

With no other option, Su Mo could only frequently run to the toilet. Each time he went in, he would lock the door and quickly enter his spatial experiment. He would only stay for a few minutes before rushing out. He made up for it by going to the toilet more often, since no one cared if he went to the toilet on the train anyway.

His actions quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding passengers. Several elderly women and men huddled together and whispered among themselves. Their voices were not loud, but they were just loud enough for Su Mo to hear.

"Hey, look at that PLA comrade, he's been to the toilet three times in half a day, is he feeling unwell?"

"He must have diarrhea! Look, he came all the way from Beijing. I bet he's going back to Dandong to visit family. He's been eating very bland food in the army all year round, and now that he's home, he's eating a lot of meat, and his stomach can't take it!"

"That's right! The People's Liberation Army comrades work so hard, protecting our country, and they can't even get a proper meal!"

Su Mo was both amused and exasperated, but he had no time to pay attention to it, focusing all his attention on developing the space's functions. Over the past few days, he had been going to the toilet more often than he was eating, finally getting a clear understanding of the space's intricacies.

The time flow rate in this space is 1:5. One minute outside is equivalent to five minutes inside the space. It's not an exaggeration, but it's practical enough.

The large warehouse next to the villa has a volume of 1000 cubic meters. Time inside is completely frozen; things placed inside will not spoil no matter how long they are stored. Furthermore, there are some strange items inside, seemingly prepared specifically for war (various medicines, modern clothing, etc.).

That spring is truly a miraculous spring. The water is sweet and refreshing. It can't bring the dead back to life, but it can gradually improve one's constitution. Applying the spring water to small wounds can also accelerate their healing. However, the effects take time and won't be too miraculous.

The space can hold living things, but living things absolutely cannot enter the static warehouse. Su Mo deliberately caught a small insect from the space to test it. As soon as he put it into the warehouse, it immediately lost its breath, which scared him so much that he dared not try it again.

What satisfied Su Mo the most was that he could control everything in the space with his thoughts, without having to go in with his real body. Even if he was in a train toilet, he could put things into the warehouse with a thought, and he would no longer have to worry about his crops rotting in the fields!

After figuring out the functions, Su Mo immediately got to work.

During each trip to the toilet, he would sweep his mind across the fertile fields, and the ripe wheat and rice would be threshed and stored away in an instant, while the corn and vegetables would be neatly piled into the warehouse.

Fruits from the mountain trees fell automatically and were carried by the airflow into the storage compartment. Even tea leaves were automatically picked, dried, and packaged, without him having to lift a finger.

After harvesting the crops, he had another idea, and new seeds were evenly scattered in the ground. The spiritual spring water irrigated them automatically, so he didn't need to take care of them at all.

He also specially planned out areas on the open space and built a pig farm, a cattle farm, and a chicken farm on a whim. He also dug a square pond at the foot of the mountain. Although there are no livestock or fish fry yet, Su Mo had already planned to prepare the site in advance so that he could live a good life of raising chickens and cattle after the war. Just thinking about it made him very happy.

These past few days, Su Mo has been focusing all his attention on the spatial dimension. Apart from eating, sleeping, and running to the toilet, he has been ignoring the discussions around him, hoping to get to Dandong as soon as possible so that he can rush to the front line.

His mind was preoccupied with the food in his spatial storage and the impending war; he had no time to think about what was happening far away in Beijing.

What he didn't know was that the Love in the Courtyard had already become a hot topic, and rumors about him were flying everywhere.

Even though Su Mo didn't have much interaction with the people in the courtyard, just because their residences were close by, they still managed to make a complete mess of things for him.

Su Mo's biggest worry was that after he left, his family's house would be coveted by others. However, he was on the train and couldn't pay attention to it. In the end, he couldn't escape the rumors.

The train rumbled forward, the scenery outside the window receding into the distance. Su Mo watched the increasingly desolate landscape outside the window, knowing that they were getting closer and closer to Dandong, and closer and closer to the front line.

He touched his chest, feeling reassured. With the food and spiritual spring in his spatial storage, he was certain that even if he went to the battlefield, he would be able to come back alive and protect his comrades.