Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, he laid out the things he had brought back from his bag one by one on the kang table: the stockings were neatly folded, and the high heels were polished to a shine.

After holding it in for over twenty days, I can finally relax now.

He sprawled contentedly on the sofa, chatting casually with Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu.

"Have you found Lou Xiao'e?" Qin Huairu suddenly asked.

"We found her a long time ago... Before she remarried, she left Yuzhu with a son." Lin Quan said calmly.

"She really got married?" Qin Huairu's eyes widened in surprise.

"Sister Qin, are there any suitable girls in the factory who could help Yuzhu get in touch?" Lin Quan asked with a smile.

"Not a single one." Qin Huairu shook her head, then her eyes suddenly lit up: "Tell me, what about Banggeng's old elementary school teacher?"

"Ran Qiuye?" Lin Quan raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Qin Huairu nodded, then added, "I heard from Uncle San that she's sweeping the schoolyard now..."

"Her parents are both teachers, and they still have that proud streak in them. They probably look down on Yuzhu. In my opinion, it would be more reliable to find a girl from the countryside—like you, Sister Qin, and Jingru, aren't they both capable and efficient?" Lin Quan said with a smile.

"Yuzhu probably thinks the country girl is too unsophisticated," Qin Huairu said, pursing her lips.

"Country? I think country girls are honest, hardworking, and good at managing a household." Lin Quan nodded repeatedly.

"Liu Xuan from Liujia Village..." Qin Jingru suddenly remembered someone.

These days, which girl from the village wasn't trained from childhood to do hoeing, washing clothes, cooking, and feeding pigs?

Marry one and you'll live a life more comfortable than an emperor.

Of course, in a few decades, these old-fashioned skills will probably no longer be popular among country girls.

After stretching her muscles for a while, Qin Huairu got up to say goodbye.

Saturday morning at eight o'clock, He family courtyard.

"With my qualifications, you insist on me finding a country girl?" He Yuzhu frowned and shook his head.

"What's wrong with a country girl?" Qin Huairu raised her voice slightly.

"Yuzhu, country girls are really great. They're good at managing a household, capable, and not pretentious. Look at my Jingru and Sister Qin, aren't they doing just fine? Their household registration is in the countryside, but that doesn't stop them from living their lives..." Lin Quan said confidently.

"That's true." He Yuzhu stroked his chin. His monthly salary plus bonuses were more than enough to support a family of three.

"Yuzhu, Liu Xuan from Liujia Village..." Qin Jingru reminded softly.

"Okay, let's meet once if we can." He Yuzhu finally relented.

Lin Quan started the car and drove Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, and He Yuzhu towards Qin Family Village.

Today is Saturday, and the machinery factory, condiment factory, and supply and marketing cooperative are all closed.

Qin Shijie and Liu Chunyan were already waiting at the village entrance. The group followed them and entered Liu Family Village.

Liu Xuan, 22 years old this year, has delicate features and a well-proportioned figure, which is exactly what He Yuzhu likes.

Liu Xuan and her parents both liked He Yuzhu very much—he had a city household registration and was the head of the condiment factory. The only drawback was that he was a few years older than her.

Back then, blind dates were straightforward; if two people hit it off, they could get married and move in.

When it comes to betrothal gifts, having them adds to the joy, but not having them doesn't matter much; nobody takes it too seriously.

In over 90% of families, the betrothal gifts consist of at most a pound of pork belly and two packs of White Rabbit milk candy.

"Three turns and one sound"? That's a luxury only a few wealthy families can afford.

Lin Quan winked at He Yuzhu, who promptly handed over two hundred yuan to Liu Xuan's parents.

A few days later, the courtyard was once again decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers for a wedding banquet.

Lin Quan, as usual, gave a gift—a lively wild boar.

Qin Huairu, who had plenty of money, also took out one hundred Yanhuang coins and stuffed them into He Yuzhu's hand.

Over the years, He Yuzhu has helped her family through many difficulties. Now that he has started his own family and career, she naturally gives generously and openly.

"Silly Zhu, isn't your Xiao'e coming back?" Xu Damao retorted sarcastically.

"I'm a father now, where's your kid?" He Yuzhu retorted, lifting his eyelids.

"I can't be bothered with you!" Xu Damao was speechless, but stubbornly persisted.

"Don't rush off, have a couple of drinks before you go!" Seeing the other person's face turn a deep purplish-red, He Yuzhu smiled and raised the corners of his eyes slightly.

Xu Damao was so angry that his teeth itched, and he grabbed Yu Haitang and turned to leave.

As night deepened, the courtyard returned to tranquility.

……

"With only ten days left until the Lunar New Year, progress in traditional Chinese medicine is limited; it's time to start studying Western surgical medicine."

Lin Quan stepped into the library of a medical school on Earth and picked out several of the thickest surgical textbooks.

He also carried dozens of top-of-the-line Huawei phones and traveled to various medical schools and top-tier hospitals, storing all kinds of surgical videos onto his hard drive.

"Years have passed, and the inanimate object remains almost completely still."

"Plants and animals continue to grow as usual—at this rate, a replica of Earth will soon be a vibrant green."

The steamed buns and dumplings from the breakfast stall are still soft, fluffy, and fragrant, as if they just came out of the steamer.

Many fish, shrimp, crabs, chickens, ducks, and geese starved to death long ago due to lack of food.

Countless livestock and wild beasts broke free from the enclosures of farms and zoos and scattered into the wilderness.

After leaving Earth and returning home, Lin Quan focused wholeheartedly on his studies.

"In Western surgical procedures, observation is the guide, but manual manipulation is the foundation."

After flipping through hundreds of professional books, he started watching videos.

There are surgical instructional videos all over the internet, and his idea is very honest: understand it thoroughly before you start.

There are plenty of living creatures on Earth to copy, so you'll never have to worry about finding a target to practice your sword skills on.

The Intermediate People's Court celebrated the New Year in a lively atmosphere, with students returning to school and staff returning to work.

Lin Quan rarely goes out, spending his days at home, staring at the screen and pondering things repeatedly.

"Surgery can be summed up in four words: cut, slit, suture, and attach."

"Cut means to disassemble, cut means to remove, sew means to mend, and assemble means to replace."

He was a self-taught expert and broke down surgical procedures according to his own understanding.

After returning to Earth, he grabbed a scalpel and headed to the fishpond—to operate on a crucian carp.

The bones of a crucian carp are as dense as needles. If you can skillfully separate the bones from the flesh, you can be considered to have mastered the basics of dissection.

He casually picked up a set of gleaming silver dissection instruments from the hospital and squatted down by the water to get to work.

In less than half an hour, he cast his line and caught more than a dozen live crucian carp.

He acted as if no one else was around, wielding his knife and scissors, dissecting one piece after another.

"The fishbone broke, let's start over."

"It broke again, let's try again!"

"Half an hour to unravel one? That's too slow."

"One in three minutes, lightning fast, done."

He dissected hundreds of crucian carp every day, and after more than a month, he no longer needed to turn the scales over.

"Next step, practice sewing—starting with crucian carp again."

With a gentle scalpel cut, a thin incision opened in the fish's belly.

He held the needle and thread, stitching the fish body together one stitch at a time.

"The thread is too weak and does not meet the requirements."

"It's manageable, but it's crooked and awkward, ugly, let's start over!"

"The crucian carp has been sewn up to standard, change the target."

"After successfully suturing the stray dogs, we'll practice vascular anastomosis on the dogs."

He replicated all things on Earth, all born from the treasure bowl. When he cut down the forest and spring, his heart was as still as water, without any hindrance.

Even if the stray dog ​​has nothing to do with the treasure bowl, he still won't show any mercy.

When he grew up in the countryside, he would pierce eels with bamboo forks, pry loaches out with his bare hands, gut crucian carp and carp one by one, and string frogs together with a straw rope and carry them home—the number of living creatures that died in his hands was countless.