Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

When the people in the courtyard saw Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance, many of the grown men felt some sympathy for her, but the person who had raised his hand earlier objected.

The average living expenses per person in Qin Huairu's family are about seven yuan, which is less than the average living expenses per person in Qin Huairu's family.

"Qin Huairu: There are five people in my family. My husband Junsheng earns 33 yuan a month to support us. That means our family's living expenses are just over 6 yuan per person. Even if we had to take turns, it would be our family first."

"That's right, our family's per capita living expenses are lower than yours. Don't think you can gain sympathy by shed some horse urine. Anyway, our family must be included in the list of those in need."

Seeing this, Yan Fugui said in a deep voice: "The money and grain donated by the courtyard can only help four families at most. Qin Huairu and Li Desheng, the per capita living expenses of your two families are higher than the other four families. There is nothing we can do about it. As the third uncle of the courtyard, I have to do it fairly, justly and openly. If you two families are not satisfied, you can go to the street office to report it."

"Alright, it's settled then. The donations from the four families in need will remain unchanged, and the extra money and food will be divided equally among the four families: Junsheng, Dayong, Erdan, and Shuiwang."

After saying that, Yan Fugui turned around and walked towards the front yard, regardless of whether others agreed or not.

He suffered a huge loss this time, and he has to donate 5 yuan every month, which makes his heart bleed.

Anyway, he handled the matter fairly and justly this time, and he's not afraid of anyone reporting him to the neighborhood committee.

"Old Man Yan, don't go! Explain yourself! Why is my Jia family so poor, but not considered poor?"

When Jia Zhangshi saw Yan Fugui leave, she became anxious and immediately called out loudly.

Qin Huairu sighed, pulled Jia Zhangshi aside, and advised, "Mom, let's just forget about it. There's no point in making a scene now. Let's go back."

She realized that every household in the courtyard was struggling, and no one would sympathize with her or give her family donations just because she played the victim a few times and shed a few tears.

"Qin Huairu, what do you mean? Why won't you classify our family as a poor household? I'm not satisfied! I want to..."

Before Jia Zhangshi could finish speaking, Qin Huairu pulled her away.

Since making a scene was useless, playing the victim was useless, and continuing to make a scene would only offend people for no reason, which would make their family's situation even worse, Qin Huairu decisively chose to give up.

"Brother Wang Feng, Banxia, ​​the show's over, let's go back."

Qin Jingru finally got to see a great show today. Although it wasn't as exciting as before, it was still quite entertaining.

Once the matter was settled and the old men had left, everyone in the courtyard went home.

When Jia Zhangshi returned to the room, she pointed at Qin Huairu and started cursing: "Qin Huairu, what do you mean by this? Why did you drag me back here? If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I'm not finished with you!"

Seeing the benefits slip away, Jia Zhangshi was heartbroken. With grain prices so high now, if she were classified as a poor household, she could at least get five yuan a month for free, and maybe even a pound or two of cornmeal, which was no small amount.

Qin Huairu sighed: "Mom, haven't you seen it yet? Now there are only the two of us adults in our family. Without Shazhu and Uncle Da to help us fight, we won't gain anything if we fight or cause trouble in the yard. We'll just get beaten up for nothing. Just like just now, when you were beaten up, everyone in the yard was just watching the show. Not a single person tried to break it up."

"So what? You don't even bother to find out who I'm afraid of!" Jia Zhangshi shouted, her neck stiff.

"Qin Huairu, I'm talking to you about being a poor household. Don't change the subject. Why are you dragging me back? If I make a fuss, maybe our family can be classified as a poor household too? That's free money and food every month."

Qin Huairu shook her head helplessly: "Mom, you've made a scene, you've even hit them, but no one in the whole compound agrees that our family should be classified as a poor household. What can we do? Besides, there's another family ahead of us, Li Desheng's family. Their per capita living expenses are even lower than ours. Even they didn't qualify. No matter how much we make a scene, it's useless."

"Oh dear! What can we do? The ration has been reduced by another 10%. It's only been two months this year, and the ration has already been reduced by 30%. Who knows if the ration will be reduced again? How are we going to survive like this?" Jia Zhangshi sighed.

"Qin Huairu, you need to think of a way to lure Wang Feng to our house. I'll create an opportunity for you. Once we've got this little bastard Wang Feng under our control, we'll never have to worry about going hungry again."

"Mom, is this really going to work? If this doesn't work out, we'll have offended Wang Feng and Jingru terribly," Qin Huairu said worriedly.

"Why not? Qin Huairu, what are you afraid of? So what if we offend them? We can't gain any advantage over those two little bastards, Wang Feng and Qin Jingru, anyway. Even if we offend them, they can't kill me, can they?"

"Besides, when the time comes, you can just take off your clothes and say that Wang Feng, that little bastard, has been harassing you. I'll bring a few people to catch him in the act. Even if that damned little bastard Wang Feng has ten mouths, he won't be able to explain himself. If he agrees to our terms and writes a confession, he can give us all the money he earns and the game he hunts. Otherwise, we'll let that little bastard eat peanuts."

"Well... okay then."

......

The Intermediate People's Court, the Wang family.

Back in the house, Qin Jingru couldn't help but laugh, "Hehe, that Jia Zhangshi was really stupid today. Does she think it's still the same as before? Before, when they fought, Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu, and Yi Zhonghai would help their family. Now, she dares to fight another family of five all by herself. Isn't she just asking for a beating?"

Wang Feng chuckled and said, "Jingru, you must have enjoyed today's grand spectacle, right?"

"Hmm, it's so-so. It was really exciting when there were always group fights. It's not nearly as good as it used to be now."

"Brother Wang Feng, let me tell you, back in our village, I've seen plenty of fights where dogs' brains were smashed out over a clove of garlic or water. But I still think the fights in our yard are the most exciting."

Lu Banxia also said with a smile, "Sister Jingru, I think you enjoy seeing Jia Zhangshi get beaten, don't you? Do you hate Jia Zhangshi that much?"

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes: "Banxia, ​​what are you saying? A shrew like Jia Zhangshi is universally disliked. Who wouldn't hate her?"

"Alright, Jingru, stop bragging. Go get some bathwater, take a bath, and go to bed," Wang Feng said speechlessly.

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng, I'll go right away."

Qin Jingru had already heated the bathwater; all she had to do was pour the hot water into the large bathtub.

Just like before, Lu Banxia and Wang Feng washed together. She helped Wang Feng wash his front, while Qin Jingru was responsible for scrubbing his back from the outside.

After taking a shower, the three of them went to bed early.