Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

Zhou Haiqing walked beside his elder brother Zhou Haibing, his steps still carrying the excitement of watching the commotion, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"The village chief was so fierce yesterday, but today he was beaten like a grandson by his wife's two brothers."

Why did he suddenly dare to hit Aunt Wang yesterday? Wasn't he always quite afraid of Aunt Wang?

Li Su'e walked on the other side, and also frowned slightly, as if the little knot in her heart had not been completely untied:

"It's really strange. When he hit Aunt Wang at the entrance of our clinic yesterday, I also felt something was wrong. He seemed like a completely different person."

I heard he used to be quite afraid of his wife, and everyone secretly called him henpecked. How come he suddenly dared to hit his wife yesterday?

He said he was possessed by a ghost, but I don't know if it's true or not.

Zhou Haibing stood with his hands in his pockets, walking at a leisurely pace, his tone casual as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him:

"Who knows? Maybe it really is possessed by a ghost."

He said this, but a secret sense of pride welled up inside him.

Of course, only he himself knew who that "ghost" was—it was himself.

He used hypnosis to turn Sun Deming's consciousness into a blank sheet of paper, wrote the opposite on it, made him hit his own wife, and made him speak for Zhou Haibing.

He will not tell anyone about this, including Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing.

Although the two women are reliable, if this matter gets out, and even a single word is accidentally left out, it could reach the ears of someone with ulterior motives, posing an unnecessary risk to him and his newly formed family.

After returning to the clinic, Zhou Haibing did not stop.

He took out the house repair materials he had retrieved from Shennong Space yesterday—

Leak sealant, putty powder, waterproof coating, scraper, putty knife, tiles, ladder, safety helmet, headlamp —

They tidied everything up again, then rolled up their sleeves and got to work.

Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing also joined in.

Li Su'e was in charge of assisting, catching the tiles handed down by Zhou Haibing and stacking them up, and carrying buckets of mixed putty powder to the base of the wall and placing them securely.

Zhou Haiqing was responsible for fetching water and handing out tools, running in and out, busy as a bee. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his face showed a sense of steadiness and excitement in his work.

The tools and materials Zhou Haibing used seemed remarkably advanced compared to the common house-building tools used in rural areas at that time.

Waterproof coatings are packaged synthetic materials in buckets, which are much more convenient to use than asphalt and tung oil commonly used in this era, and their sealing and durability are also superior.

Putty powder is a pre-mixed dry powder that only needs to be mixed with water, unlike in this era where you need to mix the ratio of lime and gypsum yourself.

The tiles are also machine-pressed, uniform in size, with smooth edges, and each one fits together perfectly.

These tiles are much flatter and have a more uniform color than the tiles commonly found in the village, which are fired in traditional hand-made kilns.

While helping out, Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing would occasionally stop to glance at the items, their eyes filled with curiosity and doubt, but neither of them dared to ask any questions.

They were used to Zhou Haibing always bringing out some "good things" they had never seen before, and asking too many questions would only make them seem like they were making a fuss.

Zhou Haibing also noticed their gazes, and during a break, he briefly explained:

"These things were brought from the county town by someone I asked. They're better than the things in our village; they dry faster and don't leak as easily."

He paused, lowered his voice, and became serious.

"But you two remember, no matter who asks about these things, don't say where I got them from. Just say you bought them in town."

Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing both nodded.

They knew in their hearts—

Zhou Haibing must have his own connections to be able to produce so many good things; telling others about this will only cause trouble.

After working for most of the day, by evening the two abandoned houses had been completely transformed.

The holes in the roof were patched up tightly, and the gaps between the new and old tiles were filled smoothly and tightly with sealant.

After the cracks on the wall were smoothed with putty, a layer of waterproof paint was applied, making the surface smooth and flat, and the original crooked cracks were no longer visible.

The two newly installed doors were solid wood panels that Zhou Haibing had taken out of his space. The size was just right, and the hinges and latches were also a match. After installation, they fit perfectly and pushed and pulled smoothly.

The windows were also replaced with new glass, which was clear and bright. The afterglow of the evening shone through the glass and spread a warm golden light on the ground.

Zhou Haiqing's room contained a new, large bed with thick mattresses, a brand-new bamboo mat, and newly bought pillows.

The bamboo cooling pillow that Zhou Haibing took out from Shennong Space has a smooth and refreshing surface.

When Zhou Haiqing stood at the door looking at the room that belonged to her, her eyes suddenly reddened.

She stood in the center of the room, surrounded by neatly tidy walls. The floor beneath her feet was swept clean, free of dust and broken tiles, and the glass windows were so clean that her own reflection was visible.

She dared not touch the new furniture, afraid of getting something dirty, but her gaze swept across the entire room again and again, as if she were storing the scene in her heart little by little.

"Big brother..." Her voice trembled slightly, "Is this really for me?"

Zhou Haibing stood at the doorway, looking at her, his tone relaxed yet resolute:

"What I tidied up for you is yours, of course."

Zhou Haiqing nodded vigorously, holding back the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes, and then turned to help his sister-in-law tidy up the large room next door.

In the evening, Zhou Haibing took out several more ingredients from Shennong Space—

Three eggs, two tomatoes, a few pieces of pork ribs, a winter melon, a small piece of pork, a handful of wood ear mushrooms, two carrots, and a green pepper.

He processed all the ingredients with "information erasure," leaving the outer packaging clean and without any trace.

Li Su'e was in charge of washing and chopping the vegetables, while Zhou Haibing was in charge of cooking.

She watched as he skillfully cracked the eggs, his scrambled eggs were crisp and efficient, and he never seemed flustered when seasoning them, as if he were used to standing by the stove. She couldn't help but praise him from the side.

Zhou Haiqing squatted beside the stove, helping to tend the fire. The firelight reflected on her face as she watched her elder brother's hands, accustomed to handling silver needles, skillfully wielding the spatula and stirring the pot. She couldn't help but sigh with admiration:

"Big brother, you really know everything!"

As the food was served, the last rays of the setting sun shone through the window and fell on the three dishes on the table.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are a beautiful mix of red and yellow, and glistening with oil.

The winter melon and pork rib soup is clear and transparent, with translucent winter melon chunks and tender pork ribs. A few bright green scallions float on the surface of the soup.

Fish-flavored shredded pork is colorful, with shredded wood ear mushrooms, carrots, green peppers, and pork mixed together and coated with a layer of glossy sauce. The aroma fills the whole room, making you unconsciously take a deep breath.