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

He Daqing's face was full of relief as he took out a 50,000 yuan note from his pocket and stuffed it into his son's hand.

Go wake your sister up.

It's getting late, I should wash up and go wish my neighbors a Happy New Year.

The tragic incident last night will not spoil the New Year celebrations; all activities in the hospital will proceed as scheduled.

After making a ruckus in the courtyard on the first day of the Lunar New Year, He Daqing planned to take Qin Huairu back to Qin Family Village on the second day.

Having been in the city for some time, Qin Huairu is now pregnant and it's time for her to return home to visit her family.

Moreover, in a few months, we will have to ask Qin's mother to come to Beijing to help take care of Qin Huairu.

It's impossible to get along without establishing a good relationship beforehand.

After reheating the leftovers from last night in the main house, the family enjoyed a hearty breakfast before heading to the central courtyard to gather.

In the open space in the middle, Yan Bugui set up a square table.

On the table were red paper, a pen, and ink, and next to it was a rather large winnowing basket.

I'm just waiting to write Spring Festival couplets for my neighbors and earn some peanuts and melon seeds as payment for my writing.

Happy New Year, Great Qing Dynasty!

"What a coincidence, you just arrived after I had prepared everything."

I'll write you a beautiful Spring Festival couplet, wishing you prosperity from the beginning to the end of the year.

Upon seeing He Daqing approach, Yan Bugui quickly stepped forward to greet him.

He Daqing donated the most supplies at this year's New Year's gathering.

Yan Bugui was looking to get more snacks from him.

"I accept your good advice."

He Daqing smiled calmly and turned to gesture to He Yuzhu behind him.

He Yuzhu strode forward, took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, and gently placed them in Yan Bugui's winnowing basket.

"Uncle Yan, you'd better write your characters more neatly."

"Don't you know my handwriting?"

Don't worry.

Looking at the peanuts in the winnowing basket, Yan Bugui beamed with joy.

We got up really early and finally opened for business.

In no time, Yan Bugui had written a Spring Festival couplet with vigorous calligraphy.

Once the ink dries, He Yuzhu can take it back and paste it.

Just as the group was exchanging pleasantries, a series of hurried footsteps came from the backyard.

"Da Qing, Guang Tian is ill. Can I borrow your bicycle?"

I took him to the hospital.

Liu Haizhong, his forehead beaded with sweat, rushed over carrying his pale-faced second son.

Last night, Liu Haizhong was very angry and his men didn't control their strength, beating Liu Guangtian until he was dizzy and unconscious.

Liu Haizhong, who was used to hitting his children, didn't take this seriously and simply tossed Liu Guangtian back onto the bed.

Unexpectedly, when they woke up the next day, they found that their second son had a persistent high fever, was breathing weakly, and looked like he was about to die.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Liu Haizhong hurriedly took his child out to seek help.

"The car is by the east courtyard wall, go get it yourself."

Looking at Liu Guangtian, whose face was ashen, He Daqing did not refuse to ask for help.

Without affecting one's own life, one should still help out as much as possible.

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"Okay, thank you very much."

Liu Haizhong rushed into the east courtyard, grabbed his bicycle, and hurriedly left the courtyard.

"Dad, what's wrong with Guangtian?"

He Yuzhu, who was waiting at the table, asked blankly.

"What else could it be? He got hit by bangs."

He Daqing shook his head and said calmly.

Unexpectedly, as the year draws to a close, a series of people have been sent to the hospital.

The people in the courtyard are really good at making a ruckus.

"Hey, Lao Liu, really, how could you beat the kid like that during the New Year?"

Neither Lao Yi nor Lao Liu are here.

"Great Qing, what do you suggest we do for this year's New Year's gathering?"

Originally, the New Year's gathering was supposed to start with four families, but now only two families remain, which doubles the pressure.

Yan Bugui was a stingy person, and he didn't prepare anything extra.

"There's been a lot going on at the hospital lately, so let's keep the New Year's gathering simple."

Gather all the children in the orphanage and give them some snacks.

A few words of congratulations from door to door will suffice.

As the burdens increase, so does the prestige gained.

With Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong absent, it's He Daqing's turn to shine.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want."

Anyway, He Daqing paid the lion's share, so Yan Bugui had no objections.

"Watch the stall for me, I'm going to call Jie Cheng and the others."

Upon hearing that something was going to be distributed, Yan Bugui immediately became lively.

One prize for each child; no one in the Yan family who meets the criteria should be left out.

Just as the ink on the Spring Festival couplets dried, He Yuzhu was about to take them back and paste them up.

A sleazy voice came from behind.

"Hey, Sha Zhu, writing Spring Festival couplets?"

With your meager level of education, you dare to show off?

"A pig with a scallion stuck in its nose—pretending to be an elephant."

Chapter 48 Xu Fugui's Scheme

Xu Damao is undoubtedly a villain in the Siheyuan drama.

Although he hasn't graduated from school yet, he's already causing trouble everywhere in society, and his despicable, smug face is already taking shape.

"Silly Mao, are you asking for a beating?!"

He Yuzhu slammed his fist on the table, staring intently at Xu Damao, as if he were about to pounce on him at any moment.

The two have been at odds for years, and He Yuzhu is not going to tolerate this kid.

"Drink, you want to make a move?"

I'm not afraid of you.

"Come on over here if you dare!"

Xu Damao uttered harsh words, but his body instinctively took a few steps back to create distance.

Xu Damao has never beaten He Yuzhu since he was a child.

Verbal provocations and adding insult to injury are fine, but if a real fight breaks out, Xu Damao will definitely be the one who suffers.

"Young Master Xu, I advise you to watch your mouth."

If you really piss Zhu Zi off, I won't stop him.

He Daqing wouldn't just stand by and watch his own child suffer.

He wouldn't do something as disgraceful as hitting a child, but he's perfectly capable of standing up for He Yuzhu.

Hearing the promise in his father's words, He Yuzhu pushed off with his feet, leaped forward, and pounced straight at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao did not expect He Yuzhu to suddenly attack, and slipped while retreating hastily.

He stumbled and fell hard to the ground.

He Yuzhu stopped abruptly, sat directly on Xu Damao, and restrained his hands.

"You little bastard, your grandpa has finally caught you."

"Say it, do you still dare to be so foul-mouthed!"

He Yuzhu raised his fist, the size of a sandbag, and threatened.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong."

forgive me. "

If we were to name any merits of Xu Damao, being pragmatic and shrewd would definitely be one of them.

He's a spineless coward; he'll readily back down when things turn unfavorable to avoid further harm.

"Call me grandpa three times and I'll let you go, otherwise you'll be in big trouble."

He Yuzhu had no intention of letting Xu Damao off easily and continued to threaten him.

"Oh, this is too much..."