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

Yan Fugui finally signed the document with trembling hands, because not signing wouldn't change the fact that he would be fired.

He might get some wages after signing the agreement, even though he would most likely have to pay the school money. But he wouldn't let go of any opportunity to make money.

With a thud, Yan Fugui finished writing the character "Gui" (贵) with trembling hands. He felt all his strength drain away instantly, collapsed to the ground, covered his face, and burst into tears.

It's over, completely over. From now on, he won't be able to find a formal job, and he'll be looked down upon and disliked even if he does odd jobs.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, along with Yan Jiefang and his brother, stood expressionless to the side, pondering what to do next!

Young Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi were at a loss, staring blankly at their parents who were crying loudly as if they had lost their parents.

Feng Yong glanced at Yan Fugui, folded up the disciplinary notice, put it in his pocket, and pushed his bicycle toward the alley entrance.

He hadn't walked a few steps when he remembered something else, turned around and shouted, "Yan Fugui, write a self-criticism of more than 2000 words tonight, and report to school tomorrow morning! We'll have a denunciation meeting!"

Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment, then cried even louder.

The onlookers burst into laughter, and another round of mockery ensued.

"You reap what you sow! If only you had known then what you sowed!"

Liu Hao shook his head and sighed, patted Ye Juan on the shoulder, and pushed the cart towards the courtyard gate. As he passed Yan Fugui, Yang Ruihua suddenly screamed, "Liu Hao! Ye Juan! It must have been you two adulterers who reported us..."

"Bullshit! How dare you slander me! You're asking for it!"

Ye Juan stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

*Slap!* Yang Ruihua was slapped to the ground, clutching her face and screaming in pain.

Ye Juan turned her head and looked around. A bamboo stick flew out from the crowd of onlookers.

Thanks!

Ye Juan smiled, caught the bamboo strip, and swung it forcefully, making a few chilling swishing sounds.

*Thud!* The bamboo stick landed on Yang Ruihua's mouth, drawing blood.

"How dare you call my husband and me adulterers? We'll slap your mouth shut!"

*Smack!* Another lash landed on Yang Ruihua's hand, causing him to writhe on the ground in pain.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The crisp sounds rose and fell, and Yang Ruihua's screams were deafening.

Yan Fugui huddled to the side, trembling. He had just wanted to curse Liu Hao and Ye Juan because he also believed that the couple had reported him, but his wife Yang Ruihua beat him to it.

Luckily I didn't speak first, otherwise I would have been the one who got beaten up!

If you hit Ruihua, you can't hit me too, right?

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang dared not step forward to protect their mother, because Liu Hao, that beast who loved to slap people, was watching them with a half-smile.

"Ah!!! Spare me! Second Uncle, spare me! I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize!!!"

"Tell me, who are the adulterers and adulteresses?"

"Waaaah... I am Yang Ruihua, and Yan Fugui are adulterers!"

Yang Ruihua curled up into a ball, her arms, legs and neck tucked in, looking exactly like a pangolin.

Ye Juan then put several bamboo sticks on her back and beat her until dust filled the air!

"Anything else?"

"Waaaah... There's more?"

Yang Ruihua winced in pain, involuntarily recalling the last time Ye Juan slapped the foul-mouthed Jia Zhangshi. Just like her, Jia Zhangshi cried and shouted that she was a slut, and also admitted that Qin Huairu was a slut.

"Yan...Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li are also adulterers!!"

Yan Jiecheng: ???

Yu Li: ? ? ?

No, what does that have to do with me!

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li's faces turned green, but they dared not stand up and speak, for fear of being beaten.

Hahaha, the onlookers laughed so hard they were doubled over, tears streaming down their faces.

Ye Juan threw away the bamboo stick, clapped her hands, and said coldly, "If you dare to spew filth again, I'll send you straight to jail! You try me!"

"Second Uncle, I won't do it again, I'll never do it again, waaaaah!"

Yang Ruihua shed tears of humiliation. She had acted impulsively in the heat of the moment, cursing without considering how fierce Ye Juan and her husband were.

"Yan Fugui, you old coward! Your wife was beaten and you cowered like a turtle, you're a disgrace to men!"

Ye Juan glared at Yan Fugui, then raised her long leg and kicked him.

Ouch! Yan Fugui fell flat on his back, which made the onlookers burst into laughter again.

Liu Hao looked at the little queen with a smile in his eyes, feeling very happy.

This wife is wonderful; she's elegant in public, skilled in the kitchen, and can even fight off hooligans!

Standing at the back of the crowd, Liu Haizhong's face was gloomy as he sneered and muttered.

"You two little bastards, your time is almost up! After you're slaughtered, I'll buy one string... no, ten strings of firecrackers to set off in the yard!"

hahaha~

Imagining Liu Hao and Ye Juan's tragic deaths, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but let out a cackling laugh.

The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines. Had Liu Haizhong gone mad?

……

West Courtyard.

Liu Hao and Ye Juan pushed the cart back, and Ye Xi was already cooking.

The couple pushed open the door to the warm living room, took off their coats and hung them on the hanger. Ye Juan ran to the kitchen doorway, leaned against the door, and asked, "Big sister, didn't you go to work today?"

Ye Xi, who was making dumplings, said softly, "There's an awards ceremony today, and the vice dean asked me to leave early."

"A commendation meeting?"

Ye Juan paused for a moment, then excitedly asked, "Big sister, you got commended again?"

"I received the first prize for major scientific research achievements from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, was awarded the honorary title of 'Five-Good Scientific Researcher' by the trade union, received a major merit award from the Party Committee, was promoted to associate researcher ahead of schedule, served as the leader of a basic mathematics research project group, and was named an advanced worker in Beijing. In a couple of days, I will be featured on the front page of the People's Daily and Guangming Daily, and the Central People's Broadcasting Station will broadcast a special report on me."

???

Ye Juan was stunned. Was he that amazing?

Liu Hao wasn't surprised at all; it would be strange if Ye Xi didn't receive an award for solving the world-class mathematical problem, the Poincaré conjecture.

He saw a folded banner on the dining table, picked it up, and unfolded it to take a look.

It was a gift from the trade union of the Institute of Computing Technology, Chinese Academy of Sciences, embroidered with the sixteen characters: "Strive to break through mathematical barriers and reach new heights, win glory for the country and live up to our youth."

Ye Juan realized what was going on and jumped for joy.

"Wow, that's amazing! How much does an associate researcher earn?"

Ye Xi rolled her eyes at her money-grubbing younger sister.

"Administrative level 12 benefits, monthly salary 165, with subsidies should bring it up to 180!"

"Wow!!!"

Ye Juan's eyes lit up; she was so envious she almost cried.

"Sister, look..."

"Here's a hundred!"

"Big sister, you're so generous! Oh my, how could we let our great mathematician cook! Go and rest, let me do it!"

Ye Juan rushed into the kitchen and pushed a speechless Ye Xi out.

Liu Hao waved the banner and said with a smile, "Congratulations on your promotion and raise, Sister Xi! Why isn't there a prize? Like rice, noodles, meat, or oil?"

"Yes, there are too many. I can't take them back, so I left them in my dorm."

Ye Xi looked at Liu Hao with a complicated expression.

"Liu Hao, this honor truly belongs to you..."

"Stop! That's enough! I don't want to hear it."

Liu Hao waved his hand and changed the subject to the gifts.

"How much rice, noodles, meat, and oil do you have? We'll need it for our wedding banquet next week!"

"That's quite a lot: 100 jin of flour, 100 jin of rice, 100 jin of pork, 50 jin of oil..."