Chapter 0004: Body Search, Robbery!

  "Damn it, beat him to death!" Under the leadership of Leopard Brother, several young hooligans shouted and rushed towards Ye Han and others like a swarm of bees, with an unstoppable and fearless momentum.

  "It's all over! This time I'm going to get beaten up!"

  Seeing Bao Ge and others rushing over, Ye Zhuang was so scared that his legs went soft, let out a sigh, squatted down, wrapped his arms around his head and buried it in his chest, preparing to meet their attack.

  "This is outrageous, these young punks are too arrogant!"

  Seeing himself kick the little rascal flying, not only did he fail to intimidate Leopard and others, but instead provoked them to attack together. Ye Han let out a cold hum, his body retreating instead of advancing, taking big strides forward, like a fierce tiger charging into a flock of sheep, using both fists and feet, in the blink of an eye, he knocked down several ruffians who were in a frenzy on the ground.

  "My goodness!" Ye Zhuang was stunned for half a day, and it wasn't until he came back to his senses that he saw the leopard brothers and others on the ground with bruises and tears, crying out in pain. He pinched himself hard before realizing this wasn't a dream.

  The former Ye Han was a scumbag with only five combat points, and even the girls in his class could bully him at will. But now he can beat up Bao Ge and others with just three punches and two kicks, which is simply unbelievable, no wonder Ye Zhuang has an unreal feeling.

  Bao Ge and the others are not good people, Ye Han is also not a decent person. He glanced at Ye Zhuang who was still in a daze and smiled slyly: "These idiots often extort 'protection fees' from students near the school, they must have a lot of money on them! Anyway, it's all ill-gotten gains, rather than letting them use it for evil, why not let us two poor people make use of it? Ye Zhuang, go search their bodies and take their money!"

  "Alright!" Seeing that Bao Ge and the others had lost their ability to resist, Ye Han suddenly thought of his unexpected skills, and Ye Zhuang felt fearless. Excitedly rubbing his hands together, he walked over to Bao Ge and the others, carefully searching them from head to toe, and indeed found over a hundred yuan on them.

  "Keep the money for yourself!" Seeing Ye Zhuang wanting to hand over the searched money, Ye Han waved his hand and smiled: "In the past, you've paid a lot of 'protection fees' on my behalf, I still remember them!"

  Ye Zhuang didn't stand on ceremony either, and stuffed the money into his own pocket, saying: "Alright then, I'll keep this money here, we can use it together!"

  "Alright, let's go!" Ye Han turned around and walked out of the alley, not even giving a glance to Bao Ge and the others on the ground. To him, these few worthless little rascals were no different from ants, not worth a snort.

  Ye Zhuang followed closely behind Ye Han, and at this moment, he only felt that Ye Han's originally slightly slender back had become incredibly tall and majestic.

  "Ye Han, how did you suddenly become so good at fighting?"

  "Oh, the other day on my way home from school, I met an old beggar. The old beggar said that I was naturally talented and had a rare bone structure, a martial arts prodigy who appears only once in a hundred years, and that the task of maintaining world peace would be left to me. So he gave me a secret martial arts manual. Heh heh, I practiced it for a while and became like this."

  “……”

  "Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth, otherwise how would you think I could fight so well?"

  "Hey, what about that old beggar's secret manual? Give it to me too, I also want to maintain world peace!"

  "I burned the secret book after I read it... but if you want to learn, I can teach you later."

  "Really? It's settled then!"

  "It's settled in one word!"

  …………

  Ye Zhuang and Ye Han's homes were both located in the suburbs of the city, with a distance of over 200 meters between them. After parting ways at an intersection, Ye Han followed the path etched in his memory, walking slowly, and soon found himself back at his home in this world.

  This is a small courtyard, the ground in the yard is paved with green bricks, and it's already not very flat.

  The north side of the yard is a three-room brick house that looks very old, with some chickens and ducks raised against the west wall. The east side has a kitchen and storage room, while the south side has a pomegranate tree planted, under which an old small cart is placed. In addition, two small vegetable gardens have been opened up in the yard, where some common vegetables are grown.

  Pushing open the large gate of the courtyard, Ye Han's first sight was this scene. Although the house was old and worn out, for Ye Han who had been an orphan in his previous life and later brought into the mountains by his master to cultivate in secret, this small and dilapidated courtyard was filled with a warm and cozy family feeling.

  Ye Han had just stepped into the courtyard when he saw a middle-aged couple, dressed in shabby clothes, struggling to carry a gas tank from the kitchen to a small pushcart outside. The cart was already piled high with a small dining table, stools, bowls, chopsticks and other items.

  In the kitchen, a young couple was helping with the cleanup.

  In an instant, a large amount of information about this family flooded into Ye Han's mind. He knew that the middle-aged couple in front of him were his parents in this world, and the young boy and girl in the kitchen were his brother and sister.

  Father Ye Kui, Mother Yang Xiuying, used to work in the same factory, after the enterprise reform, both were laid off, relying on a meager government relief fund to make ends meet. Later, in order to support their brother and sister as well as their own education, the couple discussed buying a small pushcart and utensils, every day going to a nearby square with a large flow of people to set up a stall selling small eats, earning some small money.

  Older brother Ye Shan, younger sister Ye Ting, like himself, all attend Municipal No. 1 Middle School, one in third year of high school and the other in first year of junior high, their academic performance isn't outstanding, but compared to his own poor studies, they are stronger by who knows how many times.

  Parents are doing small business, earning not much money, but the couple still has to work from dusk till late at night every day, and then cook for their three siblings the next day. The older brother and sister are okay, they know how to be filial to their parents and respect their elders, but as for myself... no, it should be my past self, who is completely unaware of their hard work and dedication, a complete unfilial son...

  I have taken over the body of their son, so from now on this house is my home and the relatives in this house are my relatives. Alright, starting from now, I will fulfill the responsibilities that a family member should have.

  Ye Han thought so and immediately rolled up his sleeves, took big strides forward, took the gas tank from his mother Yang Xiuying's hands, and said softly: "Mom, let me do it!"

  "Yehan, school's out?" Yang Xiuying took a look at her son, seemingly not expecting him to come over and help, and was momentarily stunned. Then she said: "No need for you to help! Dinner is already cooked and warming in the pot. You go eat with Yeshan and Yeting. Your dad and I will handle things here!"

  Ye Han somewhat tyrannically pushed his mother aside, helping his father put the gas tank on the small cart together. Ye Kui was panting and sweating profusely, but he seemed fine.

  "Brother! Xiaoting!" Ye Han smiled and greeted Ye Shan and Ye Ting, then continued to help his parents sort things out.

  Yang Xiuying stood by with her hands hanging down, silently watching her second son. She felt that he seemed a bit off today, but couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. As she watched him diligently helping his father pick up some odds and ends from the small cart, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. In her memory, this was the first time in years that her second son had taken the initiative to help his parents with chores.

  Ye Kui is a man of few words, who only knows how to work diligently with his head down, but this doesn't mean that he doesn't have any thoughts in his mind. Like his wife, he also finds their second son's behavior today to be very strange.

  On an autumn evening, the sky had already cooled down a bit. A gust of evening wind blew by, and Yang Xiuying shivered slightly. Seeing that her three children were still busy, she said with concern: "Yexi, Yehan, Yeting, don't bother cleaning up anymore! Hurry inside to eat dinner! After you're done with the bowls and chopsticks, just put them in the water pool in the courtyard, and I'll wash them when I get back!"

  Ye Han stuffed the last small stool into the small cart, then took over the wet towel handed by his mother to wipe his hands, and smiled: "Mom, what we're doing is nothing, it's you guys who are really tired!"

  Yang Xiuying and Ye Kui looked at each other, only to feel that a certain soft spot deep in their hearts had been touched, and the tips of their noses were slightly sour.