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

After setting up the tent, Zhang Dabiao used the fence he had brought to build a small enclosure in a corner of the yard and put the big white goose and two old hens inside.

The majestic hunting dog, Erhei, lay down at the tent entrance, like a guardian deity, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Seeing this almost magical scene, especially Yang Yibai and a few other female educated youths, their eyes turned red with envy.

This is no tent; it's so much better than their drafty mud-brick dormitories!

Moreover, when he chased after his wife for thousands of miles, he brought along a goose, an old hen, and a dog.

Who could believe that?

And they actually brought it! The chickens and geese were still alive and very energetic!

Everyone had given up trying to understand Zhang Dabiao's logic.

Do whatever you want.

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Late at night.

Several male educated youths, including Zhao Weiguo, who were quite drunk, encouraged each other to try and cause trouble in the bridal chamber, fueled by their intoxication.

As soon as they approached, Xiao Erhei suddenly stood up, letting out a low roar and baring his gleaming white teeth.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

The group of people were so frightened that they sobered up halfway and retreated in panic.

Just then, the tent curtain was pulled open, and Zhang Dabiao's head popped out.

He casually tossed a bag over his shoulder.

"then!"

Zhao Weiguo instinctively caught it, opened it, and saw a whole unopened pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, along with several packets of braised duck.

"Take your things and go make a scene somewhere else." Zhang Dabiao's voice was icy cold. "Anyone who dares to take another step forward today, I'll beat them so badly they can't take care of themselves tomorrow morning."

Remembering Zhang Dabiao's terrifying fighting skills, who had even knocked out and broken the bones of Yang Weihong, a former soldier in the compound, the crowd shrank back, grabbed their belongings, and scattered in a panic.

The world is finally quiet.

Inside the tent, the battery-powered lamps emitted a soft, orange glow.

Mu Wanqing was already blushing with embarrassment. She crawled into the brand-new quilt covered with a bright red quilt, leaving only her bright eyes showing.

Zhang Dabiao turned off the light, crawled into bed, gently hugged her from behind, and kissed her on the forehead.

Mu Wanqing's body trembled slightly, and she asked softly, "Why...why didn't you take off your coat?"

Zhang Dabiao didn't move; instead, he hugged her even tighter.

In the darkness, his voice sounded unusually serious.

"Wanqing, today, I have something to tell you."

Mu Wanqing's heart skipped a beat.

frank?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, finally settling on the faces of the two girls in the courtyard.

She thought for a moment, mustered her courage, and said in what she thought was a very magnanimous tone, "You mean... Qin Jingru and Yushui also like you? Don't worry, I won't mind. If you want to take them as concubines, I have no objection, as long as... as long as I am the head housekeeper."

Zhang Dabiao was so speechless by her words that he almost choked on his breath, and he was completely speechless.

What on earth is all this?!

"That's not what I was talking about!" he said, both amused and exasperated.

"What is that?" Mu Wanqing asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What are you thinking about all day long in that little head of yours!" Zhang Dabiao pinched her nose, both amused and annoyed.

He took a deep breath and made his tone serious again.

He grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

"Close your eyes, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to?"

"Don't ask, shut up."

Although Mu Wanqing was full of doubts, she obediently closed her eyes.

She could feel her hand being enveloped by his warm, large hand, and an unprecedented sense of security welled up inside her.

Immediately afterwards, a strange, slight feeling of weightlessness came over me, as if my body was being gently lifted up and then instantly dropped.

In the blink of an eye.

"Open your eyes, my wife."

Zhang Dabiao's voice rang in my ears, carrying a hint of amusement and anticipation.

Welcome to my world!

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Mu Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.

The next second, she was completely stunned.

The sight before her made her forget to breathe.

This is no longer a cramped tent, but a... bright and spacious room?

The walls were clean and smooth, and above them was a large, square, soft light fixture—a type of light I'd never seen before.

There were several shelves around the living room, piled with various supplies, as well as large black glass items (I don't know what they were), bicycles, and silver-gray square boxes taller than a person...

Mu Wanqing didn't know what these things were or where they were. She was a little scared, so she quickly grabbed Zhang Dabiao's arm.

Moreover, she took off her clothes before getting into bed, wearing only a thermal undershirt, and the temperature in Balasu was very low at night.

"Da Biao...this...this..."

She didn't know what to say.

"Wife, this is my home."

Mu Wanqing was completely bewildered. What did that mean?

Zhang Dabiao helped her up from the ground and led her forward.

"Xiao Ai, turn on all the lights."

Okay, I'll turn on all the lights for you right away.

"what!"

The lights suddenly turned on, and Mu Wanqing was so frightened that she quickly shrank into Zhang Dabiao's arms, looking around in terror.

"Who?"

"Da Biao, is someone in this house? Why is it so bright?"

Who is Xiao Ai?

Zhang Dabiao laughed heartily and continued, "Xiao Ai, turn on the TV, turn on the air conditioner, open the curtains in the balcony and room—"

Then the room seemed to be suddenly activated.

Especially with TVs, a 60-inch TV has a default startup screen when you turn it on, which is the default cache of a fantasy period drama, plus the sound.

The air conditioner blows cold air directly out, and the curtains don't move automatically when no one is there—

Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes and fainted.

Zhang Dabiao held Mu Wanqing, looking completely bewildered...

Have we gone too far?

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Mu Wanqing slept for a full half hour before waking up.

She lay on the bed, covered with a plain-colored blanket, while Zhang Dabiao lay on his side, watching her.

The moment Mu Wanqing woke up, she was a little timid at first, but then she hugged Zhang Dabiao tightly.

"Da Biao, where exactly is this place? Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

Zhang Dabiao was a little puzzled: "You're not afraid anymore?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head: "You wouldn't hurt me."

Only then did Zhang Dabiao feel relieved. He draped a coat over Mu Wanqing, helped her off the bed, and began to introduce the room.

1. Zhang Dabiao was originally a "person from the future" in 2024. After his death, he "traveled" to the body of Zhang Dabiao in a courtyard house in 1960, thus being resurrected. Although Mu Wanqing didn't quite understand this concept, the current Zhang Dabiao was her husband, and he was alive, so that was enough.

2. This is Zhang Dabiao's house in 2024, a house of the future. It is full of high technology, even more advanced than the current "Big Beautiful Little Life" and "Mao Xiong". It is all civilian technology. However, it is a pity that things that are out of date cannot be taken out. It can be said that the technology here is the strongest on the current planet - the computer in the study is more than enough to make calculations for making a mushroom bomb!

3. This house is also connected to a traditional courtyard house and Hong Kong.

Mu Wanqing was a little skeptical, so Zhang Dabiao led her to the front gate and listened to the sounds from there. There was no one there.

So Zhang Dabiao opened the gate, and everything before Mu Wanqing's eyes was reflected in it—it was Zhang Dabiao's little wooden house in courtyard number 95.

That door is the one used as "decorative" on the wall of the master bedroom.

Mu Wanqing was dumbfounded—