Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

They won't agree to a divorce? We'll probably have to make room for him in that little police station.

Did he really agree to divorce? From now on, the big tree of the Lou family will no longer provide him with any shade.

Lou Xiao'e's father is a major shareholder in a machinery factory. The Lou family's money could fill half a street.

Xu Damao stared at Lin Quan with pleading eyes.

Lin Quan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He and Xu Damao had always kept a respectable distance; they were a couple who would quarrel in bed and make up in bed, and it was none of his business to interfere.

Finally, Xu Damao gritted his teeth and nodded.

Yi Zhonghai and others accompanied them to the office.

Lou Xiao'e is temporarily staying in the house of the deaf old lady.

"Da Mao, I'm not criticizing you..." Lin Quan later found Xu Da Mao.

"Ah Quan, Lou Xiao'e and I have been together for several years, and we haven't even had a child. Even if this hadn't happened today, we would have broken up sooner or later." Xu Damao straightened his back and spoke with unwavering determination.

"Having a baby isn't a one-sided thing. Neither of you has gone to the hospital for a checkup, so how do you know what the problem is?" Lin Quan said bluntly.

"I had my pulse checked by an old Chinese medicine doctor, and he's as strong as an ox!" Xu Damao's voice suddenly rose, as if he wanted to shout out his confidence.

"There are indeed some truly skilled practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, but there are also quite a few charlatans mixed in with them," Lin Quan said in a calm tone, yet with a hint of certainty.

"So you mean I need to rush to the hospital?" Xu Damao was taken aback, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Early detection brings peace of mind—if a problem is found, it's easier to treat; if no problem is found, you can still sleep soundly." Lin Quan smiled, his expression as sincere as if he were calculating someone else's assets.

"Yeah, it's reassuring to be healthy." Xu Damao nodded. As a projectionist, he was well-off, had plenty of money, and was never short of women. Divorcing Lou Xiao'e was just a matter of losing a wealthy father-in-law.

After chatting with Xu Damao for a few more minutes, Lin Quan strolled over to the He family's house and sat in the courtyard chatting with He Yuzhu.

"Ah Quan, Lou Xiao'e is really not right for me."

"Yuzhu, in my opinion, she's the perfect match for you. Didn't Teacher Ran push you away? Can you find a more presentable and capable girl in the factory?"

"Something's wrong with her."

"What makes you so sure she's not right? Is Xu Damao absolutely innocent?"

"I have absolutely no interest in her."

"We're neighbors, and she's in trouble now. It's not unreasonable to lend a helping hand, is it?"

"Then why aren't you going?"

"Yuzhu, my wife is waiting at home. We need to avoid any suspicion, don't you think?"

That makes sense.

"You can prepare this pork leg; we'll stew it for dinner tonight."

"Sure! I'll take care of it."

Lin Quan turned and left, went back into the house, and disappeared into Earth.

"Wool coats are okay to wear, but down jackets and parkas are really warm."

He glanced at the store shelves, then turned and picked out two plain wool coats.

It's not that I don't want to buy better ones—the Yanhuang Kingdom on Earth doesn't have down jackets or parkas right now.

If I actually go back, I'm afraid I'll be surrounded by people asking me all sorts of questions and get into all sorts of trouble.

He picked out two more Seagull watches with simple designs, grabbed his bag, and headed out of the courtyard house.

Not long after, He Yushui called him to dinner at the gate of the courtyard.

Lin Quan was thinking about Qin Huairu, so he casually brought a large bowl of braised pork to the Jia family.

He Yuzhu then prepared another bowl and specially delivered it to the deaf old lady.

After the meal, he rubbed the remaining wild boar leg with salt, Sichuan peppercorns, and star anise, and hung it in the living room to air dry.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the house, he slipped back to Earth and carried back several hundred honeycomb briquettes.

The coal I found for free was solid and burned even longer than the coal I bought from outside.

The bedroom, which was used as a storeroom, had never been locked.

Inside the Jia family's house.

"Lin Quan sent so much meat again? You two haven't been doing something shady behind people's backs, have you?" Jia Zhangshi glared at Qin Huairu.

"Mom, Qin Jingru is my cousin, and Lin Quan is my cousin's husband..." Qin Huairu said calmly.

"Even before Qin Jingru married him, he often sent food to our house!" Madam Jia snorted.

"He asked me to help him find a partner and give him some gifts to express his feelings. What's so strange about that?" Qin Huairu answered readily.

"That's true." Madam Jia smacked her lips and didn't ask any further questions.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, at seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Quan got on his bicycle, Qin Huairu sat on the back, and with a push of the wheel, they headed straight for Qin Family Village.

Qin Jingru has to go back to work tomorrow, so he needs to pick her up as soon as possible.

Jia Geng, Jia Dang, and Jia Huaihua will be arriving the day after tomorrow. Qin Huairu will hitch a ride along the way.

"Sister Qin, what are you thinking about?"

"My child is about to enroll, but we still don't have the money for tuition."

"Have you thought about what I said a couple of days ago?"

"Are you really going to help me?"

"I wouldn't lie to anyone but you, believe it or not."

"Give me two more days to think about it... Ah Quan, could you lend me ten yuan?"

"Sister Qin, I can afford ten yuan, even twenty. But how many days can twenty yuan last? How will you pay it back after you spend it all? Are you going to ask for another loan right after you've just paid it off?"

Qin Huairu fell silent. She knew her family's situation best: the factory paid 27.5 yuan a month, and Banggeng, Xiaodang, and Huaihua were at the age of rapid growth, with three mouths to feed every day. This salary was barely enough to make ends meet.

If anyone falls ill, they'll be starving; if it weren't for He Yuzhu's occasional help of a few pounds of grain or a few cents, the family would have gone hungry long ago.

Lin Quan knew perfectly well: if he helped her plug the hole, she would have to shoulder the burden for him.

It's only natural to lend a hand when you're related by marriage; but relationships aren't bottomless pits, and he would never do anything foolish that would only result in losing money.

"Ah Quan, lend me twenty yuan first." Qin Huairu pursed her lips, her fingertips secretly digging into her palm.

"Sister Qin, consider this twenty yuan a gift from me—but don't ask to borrow money again. If you agree to my terms, you'll get fifty yuan every month, not a penny less." Lin Quan smiled and stuffed the money into her hand, his movements swift and decisive.

He still had over six hundred dollars in cash on Earth, and a few gold bars as well.

The resources to replicate Earth are readily available, and daily expenses require almost no effort.

The dirt road was full of potholes and uneven, and the bicycle bounced so much that it felt like it was about to fall apart.

Lin Quan was in a daze the whole way. When he came to his senses, the old locust tree in Qin Family Village was already standing at the entrance of the village.

After enjoying a free hot meal from a large pot of rice, he turned around and went back into the mountains, where he took down two wild boars.

One end was left in the village and distributed among the villagers, while the other end was carried back to the city.

A wild boar weighing over 300 jin (approximately 150 catties) was sold, keeping only one leg and bringing in over 180 yuan.

He has the skill to kill wild boars in seconds, so he has meat at every meal and never has to worry about food.

Hearing that he was hacked down with a knife, the way the young people in the courtyard looked at him changed—a mixture of awe and fear.

With its thick skin like armor and hooked tusks, a wild boar can only produce a white dot when shot with a shotgun; if it really charges at you, an ordinary person would find it too slow to even run away.

Only seasoned hunters with exceptional marksmanship would dare to go alone with a gun to block the wild boar trail.

Hunting wild boar in the mountains is a gamble with your life. Those in the village with shotguns might at most aim at sparrows or scare away pheasants.