Chapter 236

Returned to the grand courtyard, the sky was already getting dark.

San Da Ye this time didn't block the main gate, there was no one in the courtyard gathering for fun, everyone was hiding from the snow inside the rooms.

Yang Qing brought his mother-in-law and brother-in-law, all the way from the front courtyard, passed Zhengyuan, went through the rear courtyard, and arrived at the Rear Covered Courtyard.

This scene seemed somewhat familiar.

Yang Qing felt a bit dazed.

It seemed he saw a timid, skinny monkey with a bamboo pole following behind, cautiously returning home.

Then there was also snow, and the weather was also very cold.

The difference is, I am no longer the Yang Qing of before.

He had become the tyrant of the Siheyuan.

The San Da Ye of the front courtyard is one of ours, the Qin Huairu of the middle courtyard counts as half our own, the Liu Guangtian of the rear courtyard is one of ours, and our family also has an elderly lady holding down the fort.

My wife is a Jiedao official, and I am a real estate boss.

Yi Da Ye was like a bear without a spine, Er Da Ye was bullied by his own son to the point of being utterly useless, and Jia Zhangshi was isolated into a despised old hag.

Sha Zhu, a mere martial artist, has now become henpecked, being whipped by Liu Shumin every day.

Yang Qing stood in the Siheyuan, but he could no longer find a worthy opponent.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing shouted at the old lady in the house.

"Grandma, my mom has come."

The old lady, hearing the call, came out leaning on her cane.

"Who came? Who came?"

Yang Qing put the package inside the house, then helped her.

"Grandma, my mom has come, Honghong's mom, and also my younger brother."

The old lady had already seen Zhao Ruoyun and Chen Feng walking in; she took a few steps over and took Zhao Ruoyun's hand.

"Honghong's mom, I've been missing you a lot."

"Honghong often mentions you; seeing you today, indeed the ladies are not inferior to gentlemen."

"You must be Xiao Feng, indeed a remarkable talent."

Chen Feng is also a tall guy; Yang Qing compared his own height with his, about 183 cm.

Although not as tall as Chen Hong, this kid is only eighteen, and could still grow a few more centimeters by twenty-three.

Growing a few more centimeters is no problem; he is indeed a remarkable talent.

Zhao Ruoyun knows the old lady's status, so she is also very polite, supporting the old lady as they head to the east room.

Chen Feng looked at Yang Qing's house, his eyes revealing surprise.

"Brother-in-law, your house is really beautiful."

Speaking of size, it's not that big; nowadays houses built in the village aren't as particular, so people often prefer to build them tall.

Yang Qing looked at the house.

"This is newly built after your sister moved in."

"I'll cook first, let's have something to eat; your sister at the hospital must be waiting anxiously."

Chen Feng followed Yang Qing to the kitchen.

Seeing Yang Qing's clean and tidy kitchen, Chen Feng felt another pang of envy.

"Brother-in-law, your kitchen is about the same as our stove-room, so why is yours so beautiful?"

Yang Qing gave a hehe laugh.

"Because in the city there is not only cement but also tiles, and the stoves built in the city are also more scientific."

"You're in high school, you should know what smoke is, right?"

Chen Feng scratched his head.

"It should be incompletely burned carbon black, carbon monoxide, water vapor, etc."

Yang Qing nodded.

"The main component of wood is actually carbon compounds; if it burns completely, the remainder should be carbon dioxide, which is colorless and odorless."

"The reason for their incomplete combustion is likely insufficient oxygen."

"Our stove has a secondary combustion structure, and the secondary air supply is also heated, which better aids combustion."

"I have a diagram of the principle here; if you're interested, I'll bring it to you later."

"Amazing, truly amazing; do city people really utilize science to the extreme?"

"Think about our own stove, then look at the brother-in-law's stove; clearly both are stoves, but theirs is beautiful and clean, while ours is blackened by smoke."

"Could this be the power of science?"

He studies knowledge, but never thought to apply it in reality, because there are always endless problems to do.

"Now a stove has given him a great shock; originally science can be this powerful."

Yang Qing ignored him; he quickly took a piece of meat, chopped it with pat-pat-pat sounds, then took some cabbage, slapped it ready, and soaked the vermicelli.

"Not bad, he's making stewed vegetables; the mother-in-law is familiar with it, and it's tasty."

"The most important thing is speed."

Chen Feng saw Yang Qing's busy figure and voluntarily went to tend the fire.

"While he was tending the fire, he checked and indeed, the brother-in-law's stove really has no smoke."

"And roughly the structure, he also figured it out; he basically understood the inner workings."

"The structure is very simple, but nobody has done it this way before, so nobody knows it would have this effect."

"This might be that knowing it is not difficult, but it's rare to not know it."

Many things are only a single layer of window paper away.

The food was ready quickly.

The family hastily ate a little.

Afterwards Yang Qing brought the steaming hot dishes and white steamed buns.

Wrapped in several layers of cotton-padded jacket, he then held them in his arms.

They made their way to the hospital.

Perhaps due to near-home apprehension, the mother and son felt increasingly complicated as they neared the hospital.

But in the end, they still had to meet.

Not far from the room, Yang Qing called out.

"Wife, look who's come."

Hearing Yang Qing's call, Chen Hong, bundled up tightly, walked out holding the door frame.

Upon seeing Zhao Ruoyun, Chen Hong's tears poured down.

"Mother!"

"Honghong."

"Sister!"

The three quickly embraced each other.

Yang Qing was so scared he almost choked.

"Slowly, slowly, watch your belly."

Zhao Ruoyun raised her head to look at her daughter's face, fair and rosy, unharmed.

"Daughter, you have suffered."

"Sister, I finally got to see you."

Chen Hong wiped their tears, then led them toward the room.

"Go inside, go inside, don't let people laugh at us."

Chen Feng and Zhao Ruoyun helped Chen Hong sit on the bed.

Zhao Ruoyun touched her belly.

"How did it get so big?"

Chen Hong glanced at Yang Qing.

"It's not his fault; he ate too much."

Zhao Ruoyun looked at Yang Qing with satisfaction.

"That's because he knows to love you."

"In our countryside, not many people are this caring."

Yang Qing chuckled foolishly.

Quickly laid out the food.

After he arranged them, the food still steamed hot.

Chen Feng said.

"Brother-in-law held them in his arms all the way, even wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket."

"Sister, eat quickly, don't let brother-in-law's efforts go to waste."

Chen Hong took the food.

Yang Qing's cooking skills are top-notch, on par with a regular chef.

After all, he had trained in the cafeteria.

Zhao Ruoyun praised.

"Yang Qing's cooking is quite tasty, eat more."

"This is both fearing your belly is too big and fearing you'll go hungry."

Chen Hong held the steamed bun, happily holding the bowl, and began to eat noisily.

The watching clinical woman felt a pang of envy.

"Chen Hong, you married well; look at Yang Qing, then look at my husband."

"Since I've been in the hospital, he hasn't brought me a few meals."

"The meals are all I got from the hospital cafeteria."

"Comparing people makes people angry, comparing goods makes them worthless."