Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): Don't touch my parents!

Japanese soldiers, gleaming bayonets, dripping blood, and the coachman's face a mixture of greed and terror.

And in the system space, there were those few cold corpses.

He must clean them up as soon as possible.

etc--

rickshaw!

He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes.

The car is still parked at the main gate!

These days, rickshaws all have registered license plate numbers.

If the car rental company traces the vehicle by license plate number and can't find the driver, they might end up tracing it back to him.

He immediately turned around and ran towards the gate.

The snow continued to fall heavily, and a thin layer of white snow had already accumulated on the ground.

The rickshaw stood alone at the entrance, its canopy covered in snow.

He Yuzhu quickly glanced around, but the area was completely empty, without a single person in sight.

With a gentle wave of his arm, the entire rickshaw vanished without a trace.

He quickened his pace and stepped into the front yard, then took the rickshaw out of the system space and parked it steadily in a corner of the yard wall.

Then he turned back, closed the door tightly, and exhaled a long breath of cold air mixed with white mist.

Now, everything was finally arranged.

As soon as we passed through the hanging flower gate, sounds faintly drifted from the central courtyard.

At first, I could only vaguely hear it, but it gradually became clearer.

"Push harder! Give it another push! You can see the baby's head now!"

"He family's daughter-in-law, you must hold on!"

This was followed by suppressed and painful groans from Madam He, one after another.

It felt like a dull saw repeatedly pulling at one's heart.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but shiver.

Giving birth... that's really scary.

Just like him, Jia Dongxu, curled up in the Jia family's quilt, was also trembling all over.

And Xu Damao, who was hiding in the corner of the backyard wall.

The sounds inside the room grew louder and louder.

The mother's low, painful groans were like a dull knife cutting into flesh.

Each sound struck his heart heavily.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

My palms were already soaked with sweat.

"Push harder! Use a little more strength!"

Lin Jingyi's voice revealed obvious anxiety, yet she still maintained a calm demeanor.

Immediately afterwards—

"ah--!!"

He Chenshi's heart-wrenching screams suddenly erupted, almost lifting the roof off.

Then, a clear and loud baby cry rang out.

"Wow—wow—wow—"

The crying was loud and powerful, as if it could dispel all the gloom in the room.

"It's a baby girl! It's a big, healthy girl!"

The midwife's joyful shouts came from inside the house.

He Yuzhu's eyes welled up with tears, and his vision blurred instantly.

The breath that had been hanging in my chest finally slowly and completely dissipated.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, unable to distinguish whether it was melted snow or tears.

But the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

She was finally born safely.

A flurry of busy, joyful noises filled the room.

The newborn was carefully wiped clean and wrapped in soft, warm swaddling clothes.

Lin Jingyi was whispering instructions to Yi Li about how to care for the new mother.

His voice carried a hint of fatigue, yet remained calm and composed.

"Dr. Lin, we are so grateful to have you here today..."

Otherwise, both of their lives would probably be hanging in the balance.

While feeding He Chen the brown sugar water, Yi Li kept repeating words of gratitude.

Lin Jingyi simply shook her head gently, a faint, gentle smile on her face:

"This is the result of everyone's joint efforts. The new mother is very weak now and needs careful care."

The next few days are crucial; keeping warm and eating well are both essential and cannot be neglected.

The deaf old woman, leaning on her cane, slowly walked to the bedside, lowered her head,

I gazed for a long time at the wrinkled little face in the swaddling clothes.

After a long while, a rare, genuine smile appeared on the old lady's face:

"This child is destined for good fortune. He's sure to have a blessed future."

He Yuzhu hesitated outside the door, not pushing it open to go in immediately.

He longed to go inside and see his mother, and then see his newborn sister.

But his clothes were already soaked with snow, and the soles of his shoes were covered in snow and mud.

It wouldn't be good to bring in a chill.

Just as he was hesitating, the door creaked open from the inside.

Lin Jingyi came out, her face showing obvious fatigue, and her hair was somewhat disheveled.

But those eyes remained as bright as stars.

"Dr. Lin, my mother and my sister..."

He Yuzhu's heart tightened, and he took a step forward hastily, his voice filled with barely concealed anxiety.

"Everyone is safe and sound."

Lin Jingyi's gaze fell on his face, a faint warmth passing through her eyes, like sunlight occasionally shining through the snow.

"It's just that your mother's health is too weak, so she'll need to take good care of herself from now on."

Her tone remained gentle, yet carried the certainty of a doctor.

He Yuzhu nodded hurriedly, his tone full of sincere gratitude:

"Thank you so much... I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"I was just doing my duty as a doctor."

Lin Jingyi waved her hand gently, her gaze lingering on him for a few more seconds, as if trying to discern something.

"But you, despite your young age, are quite decisive and managed to find a place for me to stay."

Her gaze swept over the snow-dampened hem of his clothes, and her tone became more inquisitive.

He Yuzhu scratched the back of his wet head, deliberately putting on a simple and honest look:

"I was so anxious and confused at the time... I would have done anything as long as it was a doctor. Luckily, you did me the honor of coming."

Lin Jingyi nodded thoughtfully, but before she could finish speaking, a voice, aged yet surprisingly clear, suddenly called out from behind her—

"Pillar."

The deaf old woman stood at the door, leaning on her cane, her eyes like icy daggers, sweeping straight at He Yuzhu:

"Do you have money to pay the consultation fee? If not, go to your wife's place and get it. You can pay me back when your father comes back."

These words sounded like a kind offer of help, but He Yuzhu knew perfectly well what was going on—

The old lady was clearly testing his capabilities. He Daqing hadn't mentioned money at all when he left home that morning, so how could she believe that a child could make decisions about the household?

He Yuzhu immediately responded, his tone as crisp as a severed rope:

"Yes, my father left some money before he left this morning, enough to pay for it. So please don't trouble yourself, Madam."

He spoke fluently and naturally, without revealing the slightest hesitation.

The deaf old lady was clearly stunned for a moment, staring fixedly at He Yuzhu, her eyes slowly turning into a deep pool.

Something's wrong with this child. He used to be so dull and couldn't even speak a complete sentence properly, but today... how come he's suddenly so clever and insightful, like a completely different person?

But now was clearly not the time to pry. Suppressing her doubts, she spoke:

"Alright. Then you see Dr. Lin off. When your father returns, have him personally come to thank us. If it weren't for Dr. Lin today..."

"You should go back inside and rest; it's freezing cold outside."

He Yuzhu interrupted her, turned to the side and gestured for her to leave, his tone showing a maturity beyond his years, "Dr. Lin, let me see you out."