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

After a long wait, the opportunity has finally arrived.

Liu Haizhong went to great lengths to secure his position as the head steward.

Before the election, he delivered eggs and flour to his neighbors in the courtyard to win their support and campaign for votes.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai also took action, sending gifts and campaigning for votes.

After a series of actions by the two, each household in the courtyard benefited greatly.

When it was time to collect the items, the neighbors all expressed their support with great confidence.

Whether they truly support it or not depends on their performance on election day.

He Daqing sat in the courtyard, quietly watching the two perform.

They made no response to the two individuals' attempts to win them over.

To be honest, a position held by a senior official shouldn't warrant such a fuss.

The commotion was so intense, yet it still involved personal grudges.

Both Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong wanted to prove themselves and overpower the other, and neither was willing to admit defeat.

The heated dispute did not last long, and the position of the third uncle was soon decided.

Liu Haizhong, who was determined to make a name for himself, lost to Yi Zhonghai by a mere one vote.

Once again, I missed out on the position of the steward.

The rejected Liu Haizhong looked like a defeated rooster, drooping his head and looking listless.

Before Yi Zhonghai could even give his remarks, he took his wife and son and ran back to the backyard to hide away.

It seemed that only this small area in the backyard could bring him a sense of security.

……

"Da Mao, if you encounter any trouble in the backyard, just tell Uncle San."

Uncle San will definitely help you get justice.

Some people shouldn't be spoiled too much.

If you spoil someone, they're prone to making mistakes.

On the night he became the manager, Yi Zhonghai hosted a dinner party and invited He Daqing, Li Shengli, and Xu Damao to drink.

After enduring for a long time, Yi Zhonghai finally managed to grab Liu Haizhong's head; he couldn't let him go so easily.

Today, Yi Zhonghai will support Xu Damao as a bridgehead to strike Liu Haizhong hard from the backyard.

"Old Yi, we're all neighbors, we should get along well."

Why all the trouble?

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

He Daqing interrupted.

No matter how openly or covertly they fought each other, He Daqing still had to maintain the appearance of order.

When the neighborhood committee staff came down, they found the courtyard in complete disarray, and old man He Daqing was to be held responsible.

"The old man is right."

We're happy today, so let's not talk about these unhappy things.

Xu Damao quickly raised his glass and drank along.

He's not an idiot.

Although Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong did not get along, he would not be used as a pawn for no reason.

If Yi Zhonghai wants Xu Damao's help, he'll have to come up with some real skills first.

"Well said, cheers!"

Yi Zhonghai wisely refrained from further instigating Xu Damao.

Having just become the manager, he did get a little cocky.

Everything should be done step by step. It's too hasty to expect Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong to fight right now.

The group downed several drinks in quick succession, their heads buzzing with alcohol, and they were having a lively conversation.

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking at the door.

"Grandpa, something's happened in the front yard! Hurry up and go check it out!"

The people inside the room all looked up and gazed out the door.

He Daqing knew who it was just by listening to their voices.

He got up, opened the door, and let Yan Bugui into the room. He exhaled a breath of alcohol and asked casually.

"Yan Bugui, what's the matter?"

In the evening, everyone went to rest.

I don't know what kind of trouble suddenly came knocking on my door.

"Jia... Jia Dongxu is back..."

Yan Bugui, his face filled with terror, gasped for breath.

"Jia what?!"

Yi Zhonghai gasped in surprise as he realized what was happening.

Unexpectedly, my apprentice, who had been missing for more than two years, actually ran back to Beijing.

"Jia Dongxu."

Lao Yi, that's your apprentice Jia Dongxu.

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He's knocking on the door outside the courtyard right now.

I didn't dare let him in, so I came to find you first.

Yan Bugui said hurriedly.

Madam Jia was expelled from the courtyard house, and the Jia family's house was confiscated.

Everyone has almost forgotten that the Jia family ever existed.

Unexpectedly, it came back to life after many days.

"Let's go out and take a look."

He Daqing called everyone to go out and investigate.

As the person in charge of the compound, I have to solve problems when they arise.

There's no time to run away from something like this.

Without hesitation, the people inside followed He Daqing to investigate.

Upon arriving at the front yard, I heard a weak, feeble shout coming from outside.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

I am Jia Dongxu, open the door for me!

"Yan Bugui, you bastard, open the door!"

The three stewards all looked at Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui spread his hands and said with a helpless expression.

“You all heard it.”

The people outside look crazy; I wouldn't dare open the door.

"With so many of us, what are we afraid of?"

"Open the door quickly."

He Daqing gestured to Yan Bugui to open the door.

Yan Bugui steeled himself and went to the door, slowly moved the bolt off the door, and then quickly retreated to the side.

The gate burst open, and a dark figure rushed into the courtyard, rolled a few times, and lay down on the ground.

He Daqing took a closer look by the moonlight.

A thin, ragged man with brittle, disheveled hair was groaning on the ground.

"Are you Jia Dongxu?"

The person in front of me reeked of a foul stench and looked even more filthy than a beggar on the street.

You can't see any trace of Jia Dongxu at all.

He Daqing couldn't help but wonder if it was a fake.

Chapter 116 How to Prove Yourself

"He Daqing?"

The disheveled man struggled to sit up, his cloudy eyes wide open, staring intently at the people in front of him.

"Yes, I am Jia Dongxu."

"Master, Master, it's me, Jia Dongxu."

Jia Dongxu lunged at Yi Zhonghai like a madman.

Within the compound, Yi Zhonghai was his closest friend.

Jia Dongxu believed that his master would definitely recognize him.

The stench that hit them made He Daqing and the others step aside and make way for them.