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

"Fuck your grandma's bangs, if you have any conscience at all, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, otherwise I'll risk getting shot to kill you."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes were wide with rage, so red they seemed to drip blood, as if he wanted to eat the flesh and drink the blood in Liu Haizhong's hair.

Of everyone present, he was the most wronged. He was sentenced to ten years in prison for attempted theft. Even Dou E was not as wronged as him.

Now that he knows the culprit is actually Liu Haizhong, he really has murderous intent!

"Conscience? I don't have any!"

Liu Haizhong was determined not to admit it, and righteously retorted, "You're all ganging up on me, trying to pin all the blame on me. I won't fall for that!"

"You're still being stubborn!"

Yan Jiecheng roared, "If it weren't for you, we'd still be living a good life in Beijing. Why would we be suffering and waiting to die in this godforsaken place?"

"No! I didn't implicate you!"

Liu Haizhong sensed Yan Jiecheng's murderous intent and panicked. He turned and shouted at the guards in the jeep.

"Guards! Comrade guards! Help! They're trying to kill me! Please save me!"

He shouted as he ran backwards.

Upon seeing this, the warden's face instantly darkened. He stopped the car, leaned out, and shouted sternly, "Behave yourselves! Get back to your units and move forward immediately. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be locked up in solitary confinement. No leniency will be shown!"

This rebuke was like cold water poured on a raging fire, and the group of inmates froze instantly.

Everyone clenched their fists, their teeth grinding, their eyes brimming with hatred, but they dared not move or utter another curse.

This is a labor camp, and the rules are ironclad. No one dares to experience solitary confinement.

Anyone who has been put in solitary confinement always comes out looking like they've gone insane. It takes them a long time to recover, and then they become obedient and dare not be arrogant anymore.

For example, Sha Zhu already has PTSD when he hears the words "solitary confinement." His whole body trembles like a leaf, and his mouth is tightly shut, not daring to utter a single word.

Everyone could only stare intently at Liu Haizhong, watching him smugly gloating and putting on an air of "what can you do to me?" Their anger and frustration were about to explode.

Hate so much you grit your teeth, yet there's nothing you can do; resentment so intense it tears your heart apart, yet you can only endure it.

Urged on by their guards, the prisoners quickened their pace toward the farm.

The seeds of hatred have been sown; they will not fade, but only deepen!

……

Meanwhile, in Beijing, at Nanluoguxiang.

The air was filled with the smells of coal smoke and the sweet aroma of glutinous rice balls. Children ran around with lanterns, adults chatted in hushed tones, and there were occasional firecrackers.

The three-year period of hardship had just ended, and supplies were still scarce. The Lantern Festival atmosphere was peaceful, quiet, and restrained, reflecting the warm and traditional New Year's flavor of old Beijing's hutongs.

The festive atmosphere in courtyard number 95 is almost nonexistent because nearly half of the residents of this infamous courtyard have gone to jail, and several of the remaining residents have moved away, leaving the courtyard even emptier.

The west wing of the main building in the Intermediate People's Court was where Sha Zhu paid a year's rent before he was arrested, and the neighborhood committee arranged for the three siblings Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, and Yan Jiedi to live.

The Yan family's house has been nationalized!

If we're talking about who's the most miserable person in the hospital, it has to be Yan Jiefang.

His younger siblings are still small, so as the older brother, he has to take on the responsibility of caring for them!

The problem is that he has a low level of education and a bad family background. When he goes out to find work, people not only refuse to let him work, but also despise and scorn him, pointing fingers at him.

There was no way around it; Yan Fugui's crimes were too heinous, trampling on moral bottom lines, and in this era, they were even more despicable than simple murder and arson.

Left with no other option, Yan Jiefang went to the local street office for help and got a job pasting matchboxes.

The three siblings huddled together in a small side room, working hard, and their daily wages were barely enough to eat half a meal.

"Second brother... Waaah, I'm hungry!"

Eleven-year-old Yan Jiedi huddled in bed, clutching her stomach and wiping away tears.

Yan Jiefang sat by the stove with a gloomy face. He wanted to get rid of these two burdens and leave, but he had nowhere to go.

Where can he go?

"You're the only one who's hungry. Aren't I hungry too? You..."

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and Yu Li's voice came through.

"Liberation! Liberation!"

Sister-in-law?

Yan Jiefang frowned, got up and opened the drafty door. Yu Li and Yu Haitang, who were wrapped up tightly, stood at the door.

"Sister-in-law, what's up?"

"I need to talk to you. Come out and say it."

Yan Jiefang glanced at the two sisters with suspicion for a few moments, then turned around, picked up the cotton-padded jacket placed at the foot of the bed, put it on, walked out of the side room, and closed the door behind him.

The three of them walked one after the other to the ruins of the west wing. Yan Jiefang said in a deep voice, "Sister-in-law, if you've come here to ask me for compensation, then you should go back. Jie Kuang, Jie Di, and I are starving to death!"

Yu Li took off her scarf, revealing that the scratches on her face had scabbed over, making her look somewhat ferocious.

"Liberation, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Even if I were to seek compensation, I wouldn't be able to find you."

"I'm here tonight to find you to partner with me in something that will make us both rich."

Ah? ? ?

Yan Jiefang was stunned, but then became alert.

You think of me when it comes to making money?

impossible!

There's definitely something fishy going on.

Yu Li could tell what he was thinking from his expression, and whispered, "I overheard your parents talking before, and they mentioned burying something in the front yard. If I'm not mistaken, it's definitely some gold and silver jewelry. We'll dig it up, and you get a third of it, how about that?"

???

Yan Jiefang was stunned and involuntarily looked towards the front yard.

"Really?"

Yu Li rolled her eyes: "What good would it do me to lie to you?"

Yu Haitang grew impatient; her eyes were filled with a desire for money.

"Yan Jiefang, stop being so indecisive. My sister and I only asked you to come along because we thought you were strong and could dig the stuff out faster. Otherwise, why would we bother asking you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiefang thought about it carefully and realized it made sense.

He has nothing now, so Yu Li and Yu Haitang have no reason to lie to him!

Besides, this isn't some kind of murder or robbery; it's just digging up the treasures that my two rotten parents secretly buried. It's not illegal.

"Okay, I promise you. Where is it buried? It's still early, we'll dig it up in the middle of the night!"

Yu Li shook her head: "I'll tell you in the middle of the night."

Yan Jiefang shrugged, knowing Yu Li's concerns; she was afraid he would eat alone.

"Okay, then come over in the middle of the night."

Yu Li and Yu Haitang were speechless. Without saying a word, Yu Haitang pushed Yan Jiefang toward the west wing.

"Why are you being so stingy, letting me warm myself by the fire at your place!"

Yan Jiefang had no choice but to let the two sisters into the house.

"sister in law……"

Yan Jiedi called out weakly, tears streaming down her face.

Yu Li shook her head and sighed, then pulled over a small stool that Yan Jiekuang had stolen from the Jia family and sat down.

"Don't call me sister-in-law anymore! Marrying your older brother is the worst thing that could have happened to me!"

"Jiefang, do you know where your parents, Yan Jiecheng, have been sent to a labor camp?"

Yan Jiefang said with schadenfreude.

"They went to the Northwest. I heard everyone in our compound went to the First Labor Reform Farm in Xinjiang. Bah, serves them right!"