Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

"If you disagree, then you disagree. What makes you think my father is trying to harm you?"

"What have I, Lou Xiao'e, done to you? What gives you the right to look down on me?!"

"Even if you wanted to marry me, I still don't want to!"

"snort!"

As she spoke, Lou Xiao'e turned her head and ran away.

Zhang Dabiao covered his face, standing there at a loss. Damn it, is this all for?

Did he come here just to slap me across the face and then run away over this?

Damn it, I'm so innocent!

Why do you, Lou Bancheng, tell everyone everything? Are you sick in the head?

Qin Jingru looked at him with suspicion, Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, and He Yushui was utterly shocked.

Xu Damao and Sha Zhu glared at each other, ready to question him. Liu Guangqi chuckled, while Jia Dongxu and the others looked at Zhang Dabiao with mockery, as if to say, "You've finally met your match."

But suddenly Lou Xiao'e ran back.

Zhang Dabiao exclaimed in shock, "Lou Xiao'e, that's enough! We're really not a good match..."

Lou Xiao'e blushed with embarrassment and spat out a curse.

"Dream on. This is what my dad asked me to bring to you. I've brought it to you, so I won't be responsible if you lose it."

A large envelope was handed to Zhang Dabiao, and Lou Xiao'e turned and left.

Just as Xu Damao was about to question Zhang Dabiao about what was going on, Zhang Dabiao closed the gate to the courtyard.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Go do whatever you're doing. What are you all doing standing around in front of my house?"

"I haven't even finished my meal!"

Lou Bancheng brought back land deeds and patents for himself, and Zhang Dabiao was eager to go back and take a look.

He went straight to the small cubicle in the stable, closed the door, and entered his "little nest".

Upon opening it, it was indeed a land deed.

But suddenly, a strong feeling arose in Zhang Dabiao's heart—

This little courtyard in Hong Kong seems to...

Maybe……

Can it be "pieced together" with my "little home"?!

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Outside the courtyard, the three women continued eating. He Yushui couldn't resist any longer and put her bowl down.

"How can you two still eat?!"

Qin Jingru and Mu Wanqing looked at her with suspicion, then exchanged a glance before putting down their bowls to see what He Yushui had to say.

He Yushui was extremely angry: "Jingru, Lou Xiao'e's father wants to marry her off to Da Biao, don't you have any thoughts about that?"

Qin Jingru was completely bewildered: "What could I possibly be thinking?"

"Lou Xiao'e is going to marry Zhang Dabiao? The Lou family is so rich... then what will you do then?"

Qin Jingru tilted her head: "Me? I'll still follow Brother Da Biao. If he's willing to accept me as his junior, then I'll be his junior."

"If he doesn't want to, I'll continue to follow him, and I'll give him all the money I earn."

He Yushui looked completely bewildered. Oh well, there was no point in arguing with Qin Jingru, a mere twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

Then she turned to Mu Wanqing and asked, "Wanqing, I heard..."

"When Da Biao was at the steel mill, he admitted that you and I were in a romantic relationship, right?"

Mu Wanqing nodded: "Mm."

He Yushui's expression turned somewhat grim, and then she asked, "The Lou family is going to marry Lou Xiao'e off to Zhang Dabiao, aren't you worried?"

Mu Wanqing looked at He Yushui speechlessly: "So what?"

"Firstly, Da Biao refused; secondly, even if he had agreed, I would still support Da Biao's decision."

"The Lou family has a considerable fortune, and whatever decision Da Biao makes, he has his reasons. I support him."

He Yushui panicked: "Then what are you going to do? You're Da Biao's girlfriend! What if he marries Lou Xiao'e?"

Mu Wanqing said nonchalantly, "Then I'll continue being Da Biao's girlfriend? I can be his mistress too, as long as Da Biao doesn't mind."

He Yushui was dumbfounded.

"How could you do this?"

Mu Wanqing said sadly, "Yushui, I know you like Zhang Dabiao too."

"I have a bad family background, and I was saved by Da Biao twice. You could say that Da Biao gave me my life."

"So as long as Da Biao doesn't mind me, I'll stay with him. I won't regret it."

"And you..."

Mu Wanqing looked at He Yushui seriously: "Your family background is fine, you have a bright future. If you like Da Biao, just go for it."

"You haven't figured out one thing: your opponent has never been me, Jingru, or Lou Xiao'e."

"It's yourself."

He Yushui was completely speechless. In the end, she could only stand up, leave the courtyard, and go back to her house.

She couldn't understand it at all. What era is this? Why do you all have such feudal and outdated ideas?

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Meanwhile, Zhang Dabiao stood in his "little nest," looking at the Hong Kong land deed...

Suddenly, a small courtyard appeared in his mind, similar to the feeling when he first brought his "little nest" over.

However, this small courtyard cannot be directly "crossed" through; an anchor point is needed as a transit station.

And this anchor point is this "little nest" under our feet, an 82-square-meter two-bedroom, one-living-room house brought from the future!

The small courtyard house in Hong Kong can be "joined" with the "nest" apartment, but it needs doors and windows as connecting passages.

This "concept" inexplicably popped into Zhang Dabiao's mind, and he inexplicably "understood" that this was how it should be done.

Because from a rules-based perspective—that's his house too!

But why didn't the courtyard house give him that feeling?

Could it be because in China, the land and houses are owned by the state, and only the houses built on it are owned by the individual?

But why was the 82-square-meter figure from later generations forcibly brought over and "defined" as "own property" from a rule-based perspective?

Zhang Dabiao was a little confused, but that wasn't the most important thing. The top priority right now was—

How to "piece together" the courtyard in Hong Kong with my little nest?

Which door or window should we use?

Zhang Dabiao looked around the 82-square-meter apartment. It had a front door, a toilet door, a sliding glass door to the kitchen, wooden doors to the master bedroom and the second bedroom, and a double-layered sliding glass door to the balcony.

There are only 6 doors in total, but if the doors are used, not only will the space overlap, but the space in front of the doors will also become unusable.

Zhang Dabiao still kept the main gate for looking through the peephole, so it couldn't be touched.

The only thing that can move is the window.

厕所小窗1、厨房水池窗户1、次卧窗户2、主卧墙面窗户2床头窗户1、客厅无窗户，阳台窗户一排4个。

After much deliberation, it was finally decided to use the balcony window as a "passage" connecting the two houses.

With a thought, Zhang Dabiao felt that his 82-square-meter apartment and the Xiangjiang courtyard had crossed spatial dimensions and were "welded" together in an incomprehensible way through a row of balcony windows.

The balcony windows were normally not allowed to be opened, and the outside was completely white, but now...

Zhang Dabiao saw a wall with several dilapidated wooden-framed glass windows, and the whole image was slowly taking shape—becoming clearer and clearer.

Zhang Dabiao felt that as long as he opened the window and pushed open the wooden window, he could step into Hong Kong!

What the hell!

Zhang Dabiao was incredibly excited!

My heart was pounding.

Lou Bancheng really gave himself a huge gift!

This is not a house at all.

This is a teleportation array!

Just as he was about to push open the window to take a look, a shout came from the other side of the gate.

"Da Biao? What are you doing?"