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

The duck carcass was leftover; it would be fine for soup, but He Daqing wasn't being stingy with it.

However, Yan Bugui had made He Daqing somewhat unhappy the day before yesterday, so he didn't want to give him this small benefit.

"In the Qing Dynasty, the matter between Jia Zhangshi and Yao Min has been resolved."

Both sides were adamant in their stance, and in the end, Yi Zhonghai still had to pay half of the Jia family's medical expenses.

You have no idea how terrible Yi Zhonghai looked when he came back.

Yan Bugui revealed the latest intelligence from within the compound.

"They really know how to make a scene."

He Daqing said calmly.

It's understandable that Jia Zhangshi would do such a thing.

Jia Dongxu successfully became a permanent employee, and his dependence on Yi Zhonghai decreased.

Jia Zhangshi, that short-sighted fool, only sees the immediate benefits and doesn't care about what will happen later.

"The Qing Dynasty, look..."

Yan Bugui reminded him with a smile.

"This is a bit of duck carcass, you can have it."

Chapter 11 Qin Huairu

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, thank you, Great Qing."

Yan Bugui happily carried the duck carcass home.

Roast duck carcasses are a delicacy; Yan Bugui plans to make a big pot of soup from them.

After eating vegetarian food every day, I can finally eat meat again.

He Yuzhu shook his head as he watched Yan Bugui's disappearing figure, then asked in a low voice.

"Dad, what's wrong with Aunt Yao and Aunt Jia?"

Previously, the Yi Zhonghai family and the He family had a good relationship, and He Yuzhu had even received help from Yao Min.

I am quite concerned about Yao Min's situation.

"Who knows?"

The two families are constantly at odds, never letting up.

I should have less contact with those two families in the future.

Just live your own life well.

He Daqing first gave He Yuzhu a heads-up.

If He Yuzhu doesn't change his meddlesome nature, he'll inevitably be trapped by others, and there will be plenty of trouble in the future.

"This won't do."

He Yuzhu made a bitter face and weakly retorted.

“Aunt Yao has taken good care of my brother and me in the past, we can’t be ungrateful.”

He Yuzhu is straightforward and has a strong sense of right and wrong, but his cognitive system is not yet fully developed, and he doesn't see things comprehensively enough. To put it bluntly, he's childish.

He Daqing was not averse to this; young people should be energetic, idealistic, righteous, and passionate.

Young people without ideals and passion will never amount to anything.

However, one should not let impulsiveness lead to a loss of reason and judgment, lest one find oneself in endless trouble.

"It's a good thing that you know how to be grateful."

Yao Min did take care of you, but your father also sent them a lot of food and vegetables.

Our family doesn't owe anyone anything.

I don't object to you helping Yao Min within your capabilities.

However, you shouldn't let helping others negatively impact your own life.

In particular, it affects one's life-long happiness and family.

He Daqing patiently instructed.

Since Jia Xudong did not die, Yi Zhonghai and his wife focused their retirement efforts on their apprentice.

However, after Jia Zhangshi's outburst, other thoughts inevitably arose.

In the courtyard, the He family's children were the closest to Yi Zhonghai and his wife.

They could easily target He Yuzhu.

"Dad, I'm your son, so don't worry."

Even without the widow's interference, He Yuzhu's intelligence was still intact; at least he was clever enough to know the importance of things.

"You know it in your heart, that's enough."

It's getting late, you should go back and get some rest.

After washing up, the family quickly went to bed and drifted off to sleep.

For the next week, He Daqing's life was very regular. Every day, he picked up and dropped off his daughter from school and went to work at the cafeteria.

Without Jia Zhangshi causing trouble, the courtyard was quiet and peaceful, and no one stirred up any trouble, so life was quite leisurely.

He Daqing took some time to order a set of furniture from Chen Lei's son.

The bed, table, and chairs, all with 36 legs, were made of the finest nanmu wood and cost over 500,000 yuan.

That day, He Daqing had just returned home with rainwater when Zhang the matchmaker came knocking on his door.

"Da Qing, your marriage has been arranged."

Having taken the money to do her job, Zhang the matchmaker has been quite busy these past few days. She made a trip to Qin Family Village and actually got some results.

He Daqing handed Zhang the matchmaker a cup of water and then offered her a handful of melon seeds and peanuts.

"Sister Zhang, don't rush, please tell me slowly."

Zhang the matchmaker took a sip of water to moisten her throat, inwardly praising He Daqing for being generous and sensible.

Her hard work along the way was worthwhile.

"In Qin Family Village, Qin Yong's family has a daughter named Qin Huairu, who just turned eighteen this year."

She was as beautiful as a flower, and her figure was simply stunning.

If you're interested, you can come with me to Qin Family Village tomorrow to see if it's suitable.

"It wasn't easy for them to raise their daughter to adulthood."

Moreover, Qin Yong's eldest son is in a hurry to get married, and they are still short of the bride price, so..."

The matchmaker's task is to facilitate marriage, and it is necessary to clearly explain the conditions of both parties.

He Daqing took out 10,000 yuan, placed it in Zhang the matchmaker's hand, and said with a smile.

"Sister Zhang, I understand this matter, so please don't worry."

He Daqing was mentally prepared for the issue of bride price.

In this era, the bride price demanded in the village was not high; it was generally around 50,000 yuan in the surrounding areas of Beijing.

Even if the price were several times higher, He Daqing could still manage.

"It's a blessing for the Qin family girl to meet you. Your relationship is sure to succeed."

The matchmaker, Zhang, beamed with joy after receiving the money.

Matchmaker Zhang charges around 20,000 yuan per job.

He Daqing paid 20,000 yuan before the matter was even finished; he's really generous.

Matchmaker Zhang was determined to take good care of this customer and help him find happiness.

"Then I'll head back now and come find you again tomorrow morning."

The next day, He Daqing took a day off and went with Zhang the matchmaker to Qin Family Village outside Beijing.

Matchmaker Zhang was very familiar with the villagers, and she greeted them all the way, making her way smoothly to Qin Yong's house.

Qin Yong's family lived in the north of the village. It consisted of only three low mud houses. Although they looked simple, they were kept tidy, which showed that the lady of the house was a hardworking person.

"Sister Qin, look who I've brought with me."

As soon as they arrived at the door, Zhang the matchmaker called out to those inside.

A short while later, a middle-aged couple dressed in gray cloth short jackets quickly walked out of the house.

"Sister Zhang, you've arrived."

This must be the Qing Dynasty bar. Please come in and have a seat.

Qin's mother warmly welcomed the two into the house.

Upon entering the house, one could see a plump, pretty girl with rosy cheeks, wearing a floral dress and two braids, sitting timidly on a stool, glancing shyly at He Daqing as he entered.

This person was Qin Yong's daughter, Qin Huairu, who was also He Daqing's target this time.

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The moment He Daqing saw the girl, his heart skipped a beat, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

The thirteenth concubine was truly stunningly beautiful in her youth.

How could a coward like Jia Xudong possibly have the chance to enjoy such a beauty?

He Daqing is going to take this little vixen away today.

"Huai Ru, what are you standing there for? Go pour your Brother He a glass of water, honestly."