Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Lin Quan took in his expression but pretended not to notice, leading the three of them straight through the corridor and into the back kitchen.

"Today's feast is all thanks to Chef He's cooking."

"Look at all this food, is it enough to fill five tables?"

"Just tell me what you need or what you want."

He Daqing dared not be presumptuous, and immediately pulled Shazhu into the kitchen, bending down to check carefully—

The live chickens and ducks were plump and shiny, and the fish tails with green scales still glistened with water.

The beef has distinct tendons, and the mutton has a rich, fatty aroma; both are meat extracted from centuries-old spirit beasts.

Not to mention the pork knuckles, ribs, and wing tips of those ten-year-old soul beasts, with firm meat and restrained spiritual energy, all of which Lin Quan personally cleaned of impurities and sealed with soul energy, so at first glance they were just ordinary meat dishes.

After completing the inventory, He Daqing wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and solemnly said, "Everything is complete, not a single item is missing."

Lin Quan nodded, turned to look at He Yushui, who had been standing quietly by the door, and smiled gently:

"Little Raindrop, how about your brother takes you to try some new sweets?"

"I...I..."

Lin Quan's gaze fell upon He Yushui, who was sucking on a milk candy, and her eyes instantly lit up as if she were holding two little stars.

But the girl didn't rush to answer. She tilted her head and looked at He Daqing expectantly.

He Daqing nodded slightly, and she immediately jumped for joy, grabbing Lin Quan's wrist with her small hand and hopping and pulling him out of the kitchen.

Watching their figures disappear beyond the doorway, He Daqing slowly withdrew his gaze and let out a long sigh:

"This Lin Quan kid, he really doesn't hold back..."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze swept across the room and fixed directly on Sha Zhu's face:

"Did you figure anything out?"

Sha Zhu met his father's burning gaze. His lips moved, but his throat seemed blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Especially the cold, piercing look Lin Quan gave him three days ago, it was still etched into his mind.

"A hothead..."

Looking at his son's blank expression, He Daqing felt a surge of anger rising within him, which he forcefully suppressed. "Those plaques of merit hanging in the front yard, do you think they're just for show?"

"With those signs in charge, anyone who dares to lay a finger on him is practically signing their own name on the King of Hell's register!"

"From now on, you'll have to lower your stance and get along better with Lin..."

"Once I get on his good side, I can finally sleep soundly with you two siblings."

At this time, He Daqing was still in Beijing, not having moved an inch.

But no one in the neighboring courtyard, not even Sha Zhu and He Yushui, knew that he had long been entangled with the White Widow and was determined to leave.

Before leaving, he had already planned out an escape route for Sha Zhu and his sister.

But the sight of his silly son standing there, staring blankly, made his chest tighten and his teeth itch!

It's ruined!

A few idle words from the deaf old man next door, plus a few words of interference from that moral sage,

Although Sha Zhu had not yet grown into the reckless and impulsive man he would become, a hint of decay was already showing in his bones!

Fortunately, the way Lin Quan looked at He Yushui just now was gentle and natural, not fake.

He Daqing's biggest worry has always been this daughter.

If Lin Quan were to take care of him after he leaves, he would have no more worries.

"Today we need to find a pretext to probe Lin Quan's true intentions..."

He gritted his teeth and immediately made up his mind.

To ensure Lin Quan couldn't find fault with him, he simply rolled up his sleeves and personally took charge of the cooking.

While the father and son were busy working at the stove,

The sun climbs higher and higher, and time slips away quietly...

Not long after, Director Wang was the first to step into the courtyard.

Following closely behind, Lin Quan's parents' old comrades-in-arms arrived one after another upon hearing the news.

Lin Quan and Chen Xueru hurriedly stepped forward and, with Director Wang's introduction, greeted each of them and listened to him recount the past affection between each elder and their parents.

As noon approached, the courtyard was already filled with five tables of guests, each with gleaming epaulets and impressive resumes!

Lin Quan remained calm and composed throughout.

But Chen Xueru's fingertips trembled slightly, while He Daqing and his son in the kitchen felt their hearts pounding and their throats tightening—

I knew this kid had a powerful background, but I never imagined his connections were so vast, like a net that covered half of Beijing!

Among these people, the lowest-ranking official was at the same level as Aunt Wang from Linquan;

Anyone you pick out is a mountain peak that ordinary people could never reach, even if they stretched on their tiptoes their whole lives!

With the elders as witnesses, Lin Quan and Chen Xueru exchanged simple greetings and then called out to He Daqing from the kitchen.

The soul beast meat that Lin Quan prepared had cloud-like patterns, melted in the mouth, and tasted far superior to any beast in the main world.

After being skillfully cooked by He Daqing, the uncles and elders immediately had a great appetite as soon as it was served.

After the meal, everyone was sweating profusely, their cheeks glowing, and their muscles and bones felt much more relaxed.

Despite their prominent status, they rarely have a proper meal of meat.

It's true that I'm not hungry, but can I eat meat every meal? Difficult!

Not to mention that many people suffer from chronic deficiency, hidden illnesses, or deficiency of both qi and blood.

After that meal, those with sallow complexions regained color in their eyes;

He had been looking dejected, but now his spine had straightened a bit.

Those elders whose injuries were not yet apparent felt a warm current slowly flowing through their limbs and bones, and their long-standing, hidden pains quietly eased a little.

Looking at the uncles and elders with graying temples before him, Lin Quan's heart sank slightly, and he silently sighed.

It's not just them—across the entire land of China, countless others are dragging their bodies, ravaged by time and toil, silently enduring the hardships.

"well……"

"We have to find a way to genuinely help them."

After seeing off the last elder who came to offer his congratulations, the echo of the courtyard gate closing still lingered in Lin Quan's ears, yet a clear path had already appeared in his mind.

He might not be able to help with other things, but the old ailments, hidden injuries, and sluggish meridians on these people, whether minor or severe, were nothing more than a matter of raising his hand to him.

Before Director Wang left, she paused slightly, tapped Lin Quan's chest with her fingertip, and spoke in a gentle but unyielding tone:

"From now on, live a good life with Xue Ru. If you have any difficulties, just knock on my door anytime."

Before she finished speaking, her gaze shifted and landed steadily on Chen Xueru's face:

"If this brat dares to wrong you in the slightest, come find me right now, and Aunt Wang will break his arm for you!"

"This is the land deed for your yard."

"All the paperwork is complete. I'll make the final payment within three days when I have some free time."

After he finished speaking, a property deed with ink still wet was firmly placed in Chen Xueru's palm.

Before leaving, she turned her head and added, "Don't delay with the money; the sooner you do it, the better."

Chen Xueru looked down at the thin piece of paper, and her eyes suddenly lit up:

"Thank you, Aunt Wang! I'll pay the money as soon as it's light tomorrow morning!"

After giving her instructions, Director Wang didn't linger any longer. With a twirl of her skirt, she stepped out of the courtyard gate, her back view neat and crisp.

Only after that figure completely disappeared into the setting sun at the alley entrance did Lin Quan take Chen Xueru's hand and turn to walk towards the kitchen in the backyard.

Just as they turned the corner of the screen wall, they saw He Daqing and his son talking in hushed tones. Little girl He Yushui was squatting by the table, her little mouth busy as she dealt with a few dishes that had barely been touched.

Swah——