Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

He Daqing's pressure has been greatly reduced, and he has more free time to spend with his family.

As the wheels rolled on, and they arrived outside the courtyard alley, He Daqing suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

A woman, leaning on a cane, dressed in rags, thin, with disheveled hair and a pale face, was begging from passersby with a tattered sack on her back and a broken bowl in her hand.

"Please, everyone, please have some food."

It was none other than Jia Zhangshi, who had been expelled from the courtyard house.

He Daqing couldn't help but slow down.

He never expected that this wicked old woman, Jia Zhangshi, would still be staying in the capital.

I thought she had run back to the village after being kicked out of the courtyard house.

Starving and dizzy, Jia Zhangshi saw stars before her eyes.

However, the moment he saw He Daqing, he suddenly mustered his strength and asked in a hoarse voice.

"He Daqing, He Daqing..."

My son... Has my son come back yet...?

Having endured so much suffering, Jia Zhangshi, barely recognizable as human, had only one last vestige of hope left.

That is, her son, who had been away, returned and took her back to the courtyard house.

Their Jia family's house is still in the courtyard.

"It's been two years, and there's still no news from Jia Dongxu."

I think you shouldn't waste your energy.

"Hurry back to the village."

The fact that Jia Dongxu didn't return in the first year indicates that he had already settled down in another place.

It will be difficult to return to Beijing.

Moreover, the Jia family's house has been vacant for so long that it's about time it was allocated.

Once the new couple moves in, there's nothing Jia Dongxu can do even if he comes back.

He's suspected of being a sabotage element, and he'll have to go to the police station again when he gets back.

Whether they can clear their names is still uncertain, let alone anything else.

"Impossible...impossible..."

You lied to me, you wicked seed, you lied to me!

My son will definitely come back, Dongxu will definitely come back!

Jia Zhangshi pulled at her hair and screamed like a madwoman.

For her, the option of returning to the village had long been thwarted.

Since she married into the city, she has completely lost contact with her relatives in the countryside.

Jia Zhangshi was of a wicked nature, and no one in the village was willing to help her.

Back in the village, with no land or house, Jia Zhangshi had no other way to make a living except begging.

Since I'm going to be a beggar anyway, it's better to be a beggar in the city than in the village.

The city has more resources, and you can even get a meal if you meet a kind person.

The villagers were struggling financially, and apart from a beating and scolding, Jia Zhangshi got nothing.

He Daqing shook his head and chuckled, ignoring the madwoman Jia Zhangshi.

The wheels accelerated, sped past, and soon disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Jia Zhangshi is now a hopeless madwoman, and He Daqing is too lazy to bother with her.

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Back at the gate of the compound, He Daqing saw Director Wang talking to a young man wearing a military overcoat and carrying a satchel.

"Director Wang, what brings you here?"

He Daqing stopped the car and called out.

"Great Qing, you've returned at just the right time."

I happen to need to speak with you.

Director Wang pointed to the young man beside him and said.

"This is Comrade Ma Weiguo. He has just returned to Beijing from another place and is working in the security department of Zhang Steel Plant."

"I'll be living in your compound from now on."

"Weiguo, this is He Daqing, the steward of the courtyard house."

If you have any problems in the yard, you can ask him for help.

Ma Weiguo has a square face, thick and short eyebrows, a straight nose, a noticeable scar running from his forehead to his cheek, and a firm and sharp gaze.

His whole being was like a drawn knife, faintly exuding a bloody aura.

"Hello, Uncle He."

Ma Weiguo stood ramrod straight, raising his hand halfway before realizing something was wrong and slowly lowering it.

This is the peaceful and tranquil city of Beijing, no longer the carnage of a battlefield.

To ease the tension, Ma Weiguo quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smiled as he offered one to He Daqing.

Military life is tough, and smoking and drinking are among the few pleasures available.

However, Ma Weiguo wasn't a heavy smoker; he only smoked one cigarette occasionally.

On ordinary days, most of the cigarettes in a pack would end up in the mouths of his comrades.

They were all comrades-in-arms who had gone through thick and thin together, so Ma Weiguo didn't care much.

Unfortunately, many of them will not be able to come back.

"Hello, Comrade Weiguo."

Welcome to our courtyard house.

If you ever have any questions in the future, feel free to ask me.

Anyone with eyes could see that Ma Weiguo was no ordinary man; he was definitely a ruthless guy who had just come from the battlefield.

He Daqing greatly admired those brave warriors who defended the country in times of crisis.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go inside."

That empty house in the Intermediate Court has been uninhabited for over a year.

It needs to be tidied up properly.

After saying this, Director Wang led Ma Weiguo into the courtyard.

The group walked and talked, with Ma Weiguo being introduced to the situation in the hospital.

"Director Wang, who is this comrade?"

Yan Bugui and Li Shengli arrived in the front yard after hearing the news.

"This is the second uncle in the courtyard, Yan Bugui, and this is the third uncle, Li Shengli."

He Daqing introduced them to each other.

"Old Yan, Old Yan, this is Comrade Ma Weiguo. He will be living in our compound from now on."

"Hello, comrade."

After exchanging greetings and getting to know each other, the group went to the Intermediate People's Court together.

After more than a year, the seal on the Jia family's door was a bit worn, but it was still tightly locked at the door.

No outsiders are allowed inside.

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"Comrade Ma Weiguo, you will be staying in this room from now on."

Director Wang stepped forward and removed the seal, revealing the dusty, unsealed door.

Accompanied by the wind, the pent-up stale air and dust drifted out.

After Jia Dongxu left, the Jia family, through the squandering of their lazy and gluttonous wife Jia Zhangshi, sold off almost everything that could be sold.

When Jia Zhangshi was evicted, the neighbors secretly removed the bed boards and furniture from the house.

The house is now empty; nothing is left.

It needs to be thoroughly cleaned before anyone can move in again.

The furniture also needs to be replaced.

"Comrade Weiguo, I'm really sorry."

Director Wang said with a slight apology.

She has only been in office for a short time and is not very familiar with the condition of the Jia family's house.

I thought it would be habitable after some tidying up, but I didn't expect it to be so deserted.

"It's alright, I'll stay at the guesthouse for the next few days."

Ma Weiguo didn't care much.

Having grown accustomed to sleeping outdoors in the wind and rain, one is fortunate to have a place to shelter from the elements in the city.

“My eldest son has a spare room; if we tidy it up, it should be habitable.”

He Daqing suggested.

The guesthouse is quite far from here.

Including cleaning the room and buying furniture, I had to make many trips back and forth.

Living directly in the courtyard is much more convenient.