Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

This question stumped Yi Zhonghai. "Right? Why?"

The deaf old woman interjected, "If a thief comes in through this back door, who will take responsibility?"

Wang Lin retorted, "That's not how you say things. It's as if locking the back door means nothing will be stolen from the yard."

Yi Zhonghai knew that Wang Lin was referring to Qin Huairu's son, Banggeng.

After all, in the courtyard, only this kid had some shady dealings. Many people had secretly reported it to him, but his status as an elder and his brainwashing had suppressed it all.

"You dare talk back?" The deaf old woman was actually contradicted by Wang Lin. In the past, Wang Lin would always meekly accept the scolding and never dare to talk back, but now he actually dared to argue with her! This is outrageous!

"What! Are you still living in a feudal dynasty? Why can't I talk back?" Wang Lin wasn't going to tolerate the deaf old woman!

"You...you...you brat!" The deaf old woman was furious, and she slammed her cane down hard.

“Wang Lin! You’ve gone too far! She’s the matriarch of our compound! We should respect the elderly and care for the young!” Yi Zhonghai earnestly advised.

"Ancestor?" Wang Lin scoffed, "Grandpa! Don't make up relatives like that. My Wang family's ancestor's surname is Wang!"

"You child! How can you talk like that! We live in the same courtyard, and she is the oldest. We younger ones should respect her!" A shadowy look flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes. Although he hid it well, Wang Lin was not the original owner's stupid, pedantic, and clueless sycophant!

“She’s your godmother!” Wang Lin retorted, picking his ear.

"Yes, I did recognize the deaf old lady as my godmother. She has it tough on her own, and as the oldest man in the neighborhood, I naturally have to take the lead in supporting the elderly, starting with myself." Yi Zhonghai said these words with a strong and resounding voice, almost moving even himself.

“She’s your godmother!” Wang Lin repeated.

"Wang Lin! I don't know what happened recently that has changed your personality so drastically! But you need to know that our institute is a big collective. We need to understand unity and mutual assistance, and actively and enthusiastically help others when they are in trouble." Yi Zhonghai started to brainwash Wang Lin again.

"She's your godmother!" Wang Lin repeated for the third time, completely unmoved.

"Wang Lin!" Yi Zhonghai roared!

Wang Lin's actions completely broke down the usually good-tempered Yi Zhonghai.

Even the deaf old woman was startled by Yi Zhonghai's shout.

Yi Zhonghai realized he had lost his composure. He calmed himself down and began to brainwash Wang Lin again, slowly saying, "Wang Lin! You used to be the pride of our compound! Don't give up on yourself because of a temporary emotional setback. People should learn to be selfless and have a spirit of dedication! I am for everyone, and everyone is for me!"

With his hands in his pockets and a calm expression, Wang Lin told Yi Zhonghai, "Yi Zhonghai! My good buddies from my school days who went abroad to study are back. The sofa, tables, and chairs in this room were all gifts from them. Oh, and these clothes and shoes are imported. Don't go too far. In this world, everyone has a few friends with connections, right? Know your place. If you want to cause trouble in the yard, go and cause trouble for others. I, Wang Lin, am not a pushover!"

These words, like a sudden awakening, instantly brought Yi Zhonghai to his senses.

In the past, Wang Lin would travel by car, and the drivers treated him with great respect. Many people even gave his family gifts.

However, during that period, Wang Lin was immersed in the grief of his mother's death, and with the powerful and influential children of high-ranking officials being sent abroad to study, he lost contact with them and was gradually forgotten by everyone.

At that time, Wang Lin was full of vigor and had a wide network of connections. If you had to describe him in one sentence, it would be: "Riding high on the spring breeze, he didn't believe in the possibility of separation in the world."

These scenes flashed back to him one after another. Yi Zhonghai clenched his fists, struggling internally, and roared defiantly, "I'm the boss of this compound! Everyone has to listen to me! No one is allowed to disobey me!"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's terrifying, almost demonic state, the deaf old woman stepped forward and called out, "Zhonghai!"

Yi Zhonghai snapped out of his daze and looked at Wang Lin, who was as calm as still water, as if he were looking at a towering mountain. The invisible pressure made him realize a truth: one hand cannot clap, and he needed to find teammates!

His teammates included his second uncle Liu Haizhong, his third uncle Yan Bugui, and his adopted son He Yuzhu.

If someone in the compound really disregards their authority, will the others still obey their rules? Obviously not!

"The opening of the back door isn't something you, Wang Lin, can decide alone. We'll hold a hospital-wide meeting tonight and let everyone vote on it." To keep things under his control, the seemingly respectable old man decided to avoid Wang Lin's sharp edge for now. He planned to gather his allies and form a united front before causing trouble for Wang Lin, giving him a taste of his power and letting him know that the authority of the person in charge was not to be challenged!

"Sure! Let's go!" Wang Lin shrugged indifferently. He wanted to see how Yi Zhonghai could turn the tide in the face of absolute power!

"Hmph!" Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and helped the deaf old woman back into the house.

Wang Lin stared at Yi Zhonghai's retreating figure as he helped the deaf old woman, and said in a mocking voice, "They're putting on a show of motherly love even without an audience. They're quite professional, but I wonder who they're putting on this for." After saying that, Wang Lin went back into the house. Was it really worth delaying his meal just to watch two beasts put on a show? It wasn't worth it at all.

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai shuddered and almost tripped the deaf old woman. He gritted his teeth and vowed to make Wang Lin pay!

Chapter 13 You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder

Back inside, Wang Lin had barely sat down and hadn't even picked up his bowl when Fang Yue asked, "Are they those three nosy old men in your yard?"

“It’s Uncle Yi Zhonghai.” Wang Lin nodded, and Fang Yue also knew some things about the courtyard.

"Oh! So it's that old man with the buzz cut, the eighth-grade fitter from the Third Steel Rolling Mill! No wonder he dared to yell at you!" Fang Yue instantly understood.

"Eat! Eat it while it's hot." Wang Lin didn't want to enjoy the food while he was upset.

Yi Zhonghai had just left the deaf old woman's house and hurried home. He ordered an older woman, "Make two dishes. I'm going to have a drink with Lao Liu and Lao Yan today."

"Then I'll fry three eggs and a plate of peanuts."

An older woman has been subjected to Yi Zhonghai's CPU (brainwashing) and PUA (psychological control) for years. She has no idea that being unable to have children is not necessarily a woman's problem. Therefore, she feels guilty towards Yi Zhonghai, which leads her to work hard without complaint, never argue, and passively accept whatever comes her way.

Yi Zhonghai took out his treasured wines and personally went to invite his second uncle Liu Haizhong and third uncle Yan Bugui.

This meal wasn't just a freebie; the purpose was to get them on my side during the college-wide meeting that evening.

When I arrived at my second uncle's house, my second aunt was cooking corn porridge.

Liu Haizhong was sitting in a chair drinking tea when he saw Yi Zhonghai arrive. He stood up and asked, "Old Yi, what brings you here?"

Yi Zhonghai never came over for dinner before other people's dinner, so Liu Haizhong was a little puzzled.

"Old Liu! Come over to my place for a couple of drinks to warm up." Yi Zhonghai didn't mention anything else; that's the art of conversation. When inviting someone to dinner, you can't bring up the main business of the meal; you have to find an excuse.

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong realized that Yi Zhonghai must have something to discuss with him, which would save him the cost of one meal. He immediately slammed his hand on the table and decided, "Let's go then."

The two then went to Uncle Yan Bugui's house to call Uncle Yan Bugui over.

Uncle Yan Bugui originally wanted to bring his youngest daughter to freeload a meal, but Yi Zhonghai wouldn't give him that chance and refused on the grounds that it was inconvenient for a child to drink while the adults were drinking.

By the time the three stewards of the courtyard house had all gathered together, Wang Lin had already finished eating and washed the dishes.

Fang Yue lay on the sofa to digest her food, not wanting to move at all; she was clearly too full.

The two sisters, Wang Baobao and Wang Beibei, followed suit and lay down on the sofa.

When Wang Lin arrived at his door, he found that his door had changed. Although the style was still the same old door, the doorknob now had a fingerprint lock.

The room that wasn't opened with fingerprint authentication was still the same pitch-black room, unchanged.

Wang Lin was immediately puzzled. Could it be that he hadn't used the room upgrade card?

With a question in mind, Wang Lin pressed his finger on the fingerprint lock to reopen the door, and the contents inside instantly shocked him!

The bright, futuristic room was decorated with high-tech furnishings.

As Wang Lin stepped into the room, one wall was covered with surveillance footage of the courtyard house, and the audio could even be heard.

At this moment, in a video clip, Yi Zhonghai's three uncles are sitting together drinking, eating peanuts, and talking about Wang Lin.

Wang Lin pointed and zoomed in, and the image was extracted and displayed separately.

In the video, an elderly man named Yi Zhonghai gently taps the table and says very seriously, "Wang Lin's behavior is selfish! Our compound cannot set such a precedent, otherwise how will we manage others in the future?"

Second Uncle Liu Haizhong nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, Wang Lin needs to be taught a lesson."

Uncle Yan Bugui, chewing on peanuts, confidently suggested, "Let's take this opportunity to teach Wang Lin a lesson and serve as a warning to others! This compound is a collective, not a place to flaunt individual behavior."

Seeing that the other two stewards were supporting him, Yi Zhonghai was basically certain that the matter of "educating" Wang Lin that night would be settled. He didn't need to explain anything to He Yuzhu. As long as it was Yi Zhonghai's business, his adopted son and the person he had chosen to take care of him would definitely stand by his side. This was the confidence of the "Moral Venerable".

After watching the surveillance footage, Wang Lin smirked, unfazed by the conspiracies and tricks, and turned to examine the room.

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I thought that upgrading and renovating meant rearranging my room, but I didn't expect it to become a separate space.

I have to say, this upgrade card is amazing.

"Hello, Master! I am the room's smart assistant. You can name me."

Hearing this intelligent voice, Wang Lin was already used to it and calmly named it, "From now on, I'll call you Xiao Ai."

"Naming successful! Xiao Ai is ready to assist you!"

Wang Lin picked up a tablet and carefully read the relevant operating instructions. His smile almost reached his ears.

This room is not only accessible to Wang Lin, but it also has a built-in alarm function that alerts you when someone approaches the door. Most impressively, it can monitor the entire courtyard and keep you in control of everything. It also has entertainment facilities, including a smart toilet and a bathtub, making it a perfect sanctuary.

After a brief tour of the room, Wang Lin opened the door and left.

Staying in the room for too long might cause Fang Yue to worry.

Wang Lin returned to the living room, and Fang Yue sat up straight and suddenly commented, "Brother Lin, although you have new furniture like sofas and tables, the layout of your house is really unacceptable to me, especially your room. No timid person would dare to live there."

"Oh? I think it's great!" Wang Lin didn't take it seriously. He thought it was even better this way, as it would better protect the secret of his room.

"By the way, what are you planning to do with those three old men in charge later? Do you need my help?" Fang Yue rubbed her hands together, looking eager to try.

"Wait here, help me pack some things." Wang Lin thought of a way to humiliate someone. Although it would come at a price, it didn't matter to him.

After rummaging through the pile of junk, Wang Lin found several pieces of red paper.

Since we don't have red envelopes, we can only use this red paper as a substitute.

Cut the paper into the size of a red envelope with scissors, glue it with rice paste, and then write the words "red envelope" on it with a brush. A simple red envelope is now complete.

Then, Wang Lin began to collect the stack of one-cent coins he had saved from his savings box, one by one.

Fang Yue looked at Wang Lin's actions and covered her head, speechless. "Brother Lin! You're so wasteful! A one-cent red envelope? And so many of them? Are you going to starve in the future? Are you planning to make your two little monsters starve with you?!"

Wang Lin didn't care about the small amount of money at all and urged, "Hurry up and help, or we'll be too late."

Fang Yue knew she couldn't dissuade Wang Lin, so she had no choice but to give in and help him with the work; after all, she was indebted to him.

As Wang Lin packed the red envelopes, a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

At the hospital-wide meeting that evening, as long as these red envelopes pave the way, no matter how many people Yi Zhonghai can rally to his side, there will be those who turn against him!

When the time comes, I, Wang Lin, will show you three old Bi Deng what it means to have "money can make the devil turn the millstone!"

Chapter 14 The Selfish Jia Zhangshi and the Stick

Around seven o'clock, everyone had finished their dinner.

In the front courtyard, three elderly men, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui, sat on chairs with teacups in their hands.

The two sons of Liu Haizhong, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, were responsible for running errands to notify all the residents of the compound.

"Another hospital-wide meeting?"

Although the residents who received the notice were reluctant, none of them dared not to go. If they did not go, they would be targeted and made things difficult for Yi Zhonghai.