Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

Ye Dapeng simply said he would record the facts, and then left the courtyard.

The crowd stood outside the courtyard watching Jia Dongxu being dragged away, looking utterly dejected.

"This is really bad luck."

"I've never heard of someone being abducted on their wedding day."

"Now our courtyard house is famous."

Poor Jia Dongxu, he hasn't even had a wedding night with his wife yet.

"If anyone's pitiful, isn't the new bride the one? She just got married, and now her husband is gone!"

"That's true, it's really pitiful."

He Yuzhu listened to his neighbors' discussions and felt extremely relieved. He Daqing had just left, and the Jia family was already thinking of seizing his property.

The last time Jia Dongxu was caught stealing parts, the value of which was too low to meet the criteria for filing a case, so He Yuzhu didn't send him to jail.

This time, Jia Dongxu can finally receive labor reform in peace.

Being in prison at this time is very tough. Qian Datong had previously told He Yuzhu about his prison life.

They get up before dawn every day to work, clearing land and planting crops. Even when they're not doing farm work, they still have various handicrafts to make. They're never idle all day long.

Otherwise, how could they be fed? At that time, food was precious, and ordinary people couldn't even get enough to eat. It was impossible to support a group of villains.

Yi Zhonghai turned around; one side of his face was swollen, while the other side was a bruise.

He was furious and wanted to confront He Yuzhu, but couldn't find him in the crowd, so he asked, "Where did Sha Zhu run off to?"

"Did he go to the backyard? I think I heard him say there were still two soups that hadn't been cooked?" Aunt Yan said.

Yi Zhonghai didn't reply, and stormed off to the backyard.

He Yuzhu was cracking eggs into a porcelain basin when he saw Yi Zhonghai come in and said with a smile:

"Uncle Yi is here! Quickly call over the helpers to bring the soup over, it'll be ready soon."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his lips curled into a sneer. At a time like this, Sha Zhu could still come over and calmly cook soup.

"Shazhu, was it you who reported Dongxu?"

He Yuzhu said, "Silly Hai, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. What makes you think I reported you? I could say you reported me."

"Who else could it be but you? No one is as despicable and utterly wicked as you?"

"hehe"

He Yuzhu said angrily, "Jia Dongxu was such a good kid before, but look what you've turned him into! Stealing parts from the factory, I've already warned you once."

"But what about you? You let him occupy someone else's house and even made up a fake lease agreement."

"You're calling me despicable now? The despicable ones are clearly you and your precious apprentice."

Yi Zhonghai nearly fainted from anger; his face turned ashen as he turned and left.

He Yuzhu shouted loudly, "Is he going to cook this soup or not?"

Uncle Gui then asked, "Is there a conflict between you two?"

"Yes, as soon as my father went to Baocheng, the Jia family asked me to lend them three rooms, and let me and Yushui stay in the side room."

He Yuzhu recounted the incident, and Uncle Gui cursed him several times as a beast.

"Child, you have been wronged."

"It's okay. I'm training in wrestling with Sister Zao and Brother Tiedan right now, so no one will be able to bully me anymore."

"Yes, one must be strong to forge iron; one should train more."

Uncle Gui thought for a moment and said, "Come to my place when you have time. I'll teach you how to cook Beijing cuisine. After all, most people in Beijing still prefer Beijing food."

He Yuzhu was overjoyed: "Thank you, Uncle Gui."

Although the system has included Beijing cuisine, He Yuzhu can only cook ordinary dishes; he still can't cook some special dishes.

He needs his master to teach him some exclusive recipes and techniques, which is why He Yuzhu continues to learn from Hong Henian.

The sweet soup was ready, and then He Yuzhu made a pot of egg and spinach soup.

The front yard was noisy and chaotic; some relatives and friends had left early after realizing that something had happened.

Many people continued to sit around the table eating and drinking, since they had given money as a gift and needed to eat their fill, otherwise they would be at a disadvantage.

Several close relatives were inside the house comforting Granny Zhang and the weeping Qin Huairu, advising her to think more positively.

Qin Huairu was also in a dilemma. Just two days ago, to be on the safe side, she had already obtained a marriage certificate with Jia Dongxu and they had even slept together.

Today is the day of great joy for the two of them. They have already paid their respects to heaven and earth and entered the bridal chamber. Unexpectedly, the refined and handsome Jia Dongxu lied to them, saying that the house belonged to their family. It turns out that he had encroached on someone else's house.

Now, after the wedding ceremony, the man has been arrested and imprisoned.

Does this mean we're getting a divorce?

But if I get divorced, I'll become a second-hand woman, how can I get married then?

He Yuzhu started packing his things and said, "Uncle Gui, I still have a braised pork knuckle stewing in my casserole. Let's skip the rice and come to my room so I can toast you."

Uncle Gui nodded: "Okay, I'll try your cooking too."

The two of them scalded and cleaned their belongings with hot water, wrapped them in towels, and put them into their backpacks.

There are people who will help clean up the pots and pans in the yard.

Upon arriving at He Yuzhu's home, a rich aroma of meat filled the air as soon as the door was opened.

Li Fugui said, "Your skills are really good."

"I'm still far inferior to you."

He Yuzhu had already cut the meat and stir-fried two Sichuan dishes: shredded pork with garlic sauce and ants climbing a tree.

He opened a bottle of strong liquor, filled it to the brim for Li Fugui, and held it up with both hands, saying respectfully, "Uncle Gui, please."

Li Fugui took it and said with a smile, "Good boy, no need to be so polite."

"It should."

It was hot in the summer, so the doors and windows of the house were all open, and the two of them sat at the doorway to eat and drink.

The aroma of the food wafted out, attracting the attention of many people.

Yi Zhonghai was seething with hatred. The Jia family had already caused such a huge mess, but Sha Zhu was doing just that. Not only did he not offer any help, but he was also eating meat and sitting on the sidelines watching the show.

However, the mess still needs to be cleaned up. People in the yard need to be arranged to sort out the tables, chairs, benches, and other miscellaneous items and send them away.

There aren't many relatives, and we only have one meal together at noon.

After Li Fugui and He Yuzhu had finished eating and drinking, Yi Zhonghai came over with the money and said, "Master Li, there were 7 tables today, here's seven yuan for you."

He Yuzhu had inquired beforehand and found that these cabinets, which are specially made for weddings and funerals, usually start at 5 cents.

Depending on one's culinary skills, if one gains a reputation for delicious food, the price per table will be higher.

Although Li Fugui's cooking skills are excellent, his prices are too high, so no one hires him anymore, and he can only get banquets that cost one yuan per table.

Hong Henian specializes in Sichuan cuisine. Although he is highly skilled, most people prefer Beijing cuisine for weddings and funerals, so he rarely cooks for others.

However, the unit price is basically three to five yuan, and preparing one banquet is equivalent to a month's salary.

After all, he is the head chef of one of the eight famous restaurants.

Li Fugui took the money and handed two yuan to He Yuzhu.

Yi Zhonghai turned and left in anger. He had originally wanted Sha Zhu to help him for free, but instead, Sha Zhu made him two yuan. He was furious.

He Yuzhu hurriedly declined, but Li Fugui offered it sincerely, and after some initial refusals, he shamelessly accepted it.

The two continued eating and drinking, and Li Fugui also had time to teach them some small skills.

He Yuzhu's experience level is rising rapidly.

After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they came out of the courtyard together. He Yuzhu, of course, did not want to stay there any longer.

In the west wing, several relatives had already gone home. Qin Huairu had cried all her tears and stared blankly at the big red "double happiness" character on the wall.

Granny Zhang just sat there cursing, cursing the police, cursing Sha Zhu, cursing her relatives and friends, and cursing her neighbors in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai advised, "Sister-in-law, stop scolding. Right now, let's try to find out about Dongxu's situation."

Old Lady Zhang then spoke up, saying, "Master, you can't ignore Dongxu's situation. You need to get him out of there quickly, or else I..."

Yi Zhonghai quickly interjected, "Alright, do you need to say that? He's my own disciple."

Yi Zhonghai emphasized the words "my own apprentice" in his tone, which stopped Granny Zhang from talking nonsense.

He was furious when he caught a glimpse of Qin Huairu in her bright red wedding dress.

I was already dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law, and she really is an unlucky woman.

I don't know what kind of spell this woman cast on her son, making him insist on marrying her.

Now look what happened! Her son was arrested by the police, and she didn't even get to go to the bridal chamber. The neighbors saw this and laughed at her. Where could she put her face now?

Suddenly, he stood up, walked up to Qin Huairu, and raised his hand.

"Snapped."