The Courtyard House: Xu Damao's Aunt is the Queen of Women

Xu Damao was overjoyed and wanted to roar to the sky, shouting "So good!"

Liu Hao, whom I happened to meet today, is definitely my benefactor. I must maintain a good relationship with him in the future, and if necessary, I can even try to set him up with my aunt.

As my uncle, isn't it only natural for me to protect my nephew?

"Hey, Sha Zhu, why aren't you being arrogant anymore? Turns out you're just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"Hold……"

Sha Zhu instinctively opened his mouth to curse, but Liu Hao glanced at him, and he shrank back and shut his mouth in a huff.

The residents in the courtyard who had been bullied by Sha Zhu were also gloating, having finally gotten their revenge.

Liu Haizhong was very anxious. It was bad enough that Sha Zhu was disobedient, disrespectful, and often undermined him, but now there was another troublemaker who was educated, good at fighting, and had a cadre status. In all his years in politics, he had never encountered such a difficult crisis.

Yan Fugui frowned in thought, his sly eyes scanning Ye Juan and Liu Hao, secretly deciding to get rid of Liu Hao!

There are two reasons.

First, Ye Juan was his intended second daughter-in-law. Yan Jiefang had repeatedly begged him to propose to Ye Juan's third sister, Zheng Sulan, who was Xu Fugui's wife, so that he could marry the beautiful Ye Juan.

Liu Hao is handsome, a good fighter, and has a good relationship with Ye Juan, so he is very likely to steal his daughter-in-law away.

Second, Liu Hao is a troublemaker who is unruly and will undermine the selection of advanced residential compounds.

There are rewards for being recognized as an advanced member of the compound, although not much, but the three old men can take the lion's share.

Qin Huairu pondered, she needed to find a way to try Liu Hao.

She's good-looking, has a great figure, is strong, and has a good job. It's impossible for her not to be envious, and she's even more lusting after her body.

How could a hot-blooded young man resist the advances of such a stunningly beautiful woman?

As for Ye Juan?

Ha, now that this little vixen has entered the courtyard, all the men who were once infatuated with her have set their sights on Ye Juan.

In what way am I, Qin Huairu, inferior to this little vixen?

In terms of looks, I am prettier than Ye Juan; in terms of figure, I am more voluptuous than Ye Juan. The only thing Ye Juan has over me is that she is a virgin.

So what if I've been married and had three children? Only a mature woman knows how to care for others and manage a household.

A ruthless glint flashed in Qin Huairu's foxy eyes. "If Ye Juan is violated, let's see if you still like her!"

"We will continue to deal with the matter of Xu Damao's chickens. Whoever stole the chickens, come forward and admit it now. If no one admits it, we will search house to house."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, everyone said they could search freely, and that if they had a clear conscience, they had nothing to fear.

Yan Jiekuang, who was squatting on the steps in front of the main house, wrinkled his nose and smelled the aroma of chicken soup. He turned his head to smell it more carefully and confirmed that the aroma was coming from Sha Zhu's house.

He jumped up, pointed at Sha Zhu's house, and shouted, "Uncle, Sha Zhu's family is stewing chicken!"

"Well, you idiot Zhu stole my old hen."

Xu Damao cursed and dashed towards Sha Zhu's house. Before anyone could react, he ran into the yard carrying a pot of steaming chicken, slammed it on the square table, and pointed at Sha Zhu, demanding, "Sha Zhu, you tell me where this chicken came from?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned: "Zhu Zi, tell the truth, did you steal Xu Damao's chickens?"

Sha Zhu instinctively opened his mouth wide, cried out in pain, and covered his face, mumbling, "No, I'm not a thief, why would I steal a chicken!"

One resident asked with a laugh, "Hey, Sha Zhu, where did you get your chicken?"

"Buying it isn't allowed?"

Yan Fugui asked in confusion, "Which market did you buy it from? Dongdan Market or Chaoyang Market?"

Sha Zhu was dumbfounded. He had saved the chicken from the lunch he was serving at a banquet that day. How would he know where he bought it?

But he couldn't admit it, so he just made up a story.

Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

Yan Fugui adjusted his glasses and began to analyze.

"That's not right. Even if you take the bus, it will take at least forty minutes round trip from here to Chaoyang Market, not counting the time it takes to buy and butcher the chicken."

Sha Zhu was so angry he wanted to curse. "You old coward Yan, what have I ever done to you?"

Yi Zhonghai said in a deep voice, "Zhu Zi, I'll give you one more chance. Tell me, did you steal Xu Damao's chickens?"

Qin Huairu seemed to realize something, her heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at Banggeng, who was peeking furtively from the doorway.

No wonder when the three siblings came back from playing outside, she saw oil stains on their clothes and smelled of cooking oil. That brat must have stolen Xu Damao's chicken and roasted it to eat.

Qin Huairu panicked and hurriedly reached out to nudge Sha Zhu, whispering, "Zhu Zi, it was Bang Geng who stole it. The child is still young and doesn't understand! We can't let Bang Geng be known as a chicken thief."

"Put it in, and I'll make it up to you. I'm begging you, okay?"

Sha Zhu frowned, intending to refuse, but when he met Qin Huairu's pitiful and pleading gaze, his sycophantic nature instantly kicked in.

"Okay, I guess I stole it."

Liu Haizhong slammed his hand on the table: "Nonsense! What do you mean by 'you stole it'? If you stole it, you stole it; if you didn't steal it, you didn't steal it!"

"Yes, I stole it."

"When was it stolen?"

Are you interrogating a thief?

Sha Zhu glanced disdainfully at Liu Haizhong.

"It was 3 a.m. last night, the same time as Zhou Bapi."

Liu Haizhong slammed his fist on the table in anger, shouting in anguish, "Did you all hear that? A thief has broken into our compound! A big thief! What do we do now?!"

Xu Damao waved his hands and shouted, "Call the police!!!"

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth in hatred, cursing Liu Hao in his heart for being such a troublemaker. In the past, when something happened in the courtyard, they would ask the three old men to uphold justice, and no one would think of calling the police.

Even though Xu Damao, that rotten bastard, often caused trouble, he could easily suppress him and discipline him obediently.

With Liu Hao's arrival, Xu Damao felt emboldened and actually dared to call the police!

One bad apple spoils the whole bunch!

"Da Mao, this is such a small matter, there's no need to call the police. You're just causing trouble for the officers."

"This matter cannot be spread, as it will affect the reputation of our institute and we will lose the honorary title of 'Advanced Institute'."

"Losing the honor of being an 'advanced compound' only means losing some prizes, but a bad reputation affects everyone. When it comes to marriage, if people hear there are thieves in the compound, who would dare to marry a girl from our compound? Who would want to marry their daughter into our compound?"

Yi Zhonghai's words instantly stirred up all the residents' nerves.

In this era that values ​​relationships and reputation, fame is a passport and a foundation for survival. A good reputation can pave the way for success, while a bad reputation can trap one in a dead end, leaving them isolated and helpless.

This is also Yi Zhonghai's trump card that allows him to control everyone and dominate Courtyard No. 95!

They emphasized the importance of reputation, brainwashed the residents, and told them that everything they did had to consider whether it would affect the reputation of the compound.

"Da Mao, the old man is right. This is such a small matter, it's not worth calling the police. Just let Sha Zhu pay you some money and that's it!"

"Yes, don't make a mountain out of a molehill. We'll run into each other again eventually, so don't push things too far."

"Da Mao, you have to consider the reputation of the courtyard. Listen to your aunt and don't report it to the police."

"..."

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, trying to persuade Xu Damao.

Ye Juan asked softly, "Liu Hao, what are your thoughts on this?"

"Hmm... I don't think Sha Zhu stole the chicken!"

"Not Stupid Pillar? How did you figure that out?"