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

When Yan Fugui saw his wife being beaten, he rushed over to break up the fight.

"Go to hell!"

Yan Jiefang's resentment erupted instantly, and he jumped up and kicked Yan Fugui in the waist.

"Ouch!!"

Yan Fugui, who was ambushed, was kicked to the ground and rolled around on the ground in pain, clutching his waist.

Seeing this, Yu Li and Yu Haitang, who were pressing down on Yang Ruihua, immediately felt more favorably toward Yan Jiefang and hit him even harder, making Yang Ruihua scream in agony.

The fellow inmates exchanged glances, none of them intending to intervene, and simply stood by and watched the spectacle.

Correctional officers Zheng Kaiyang and Li Jianshe saw from afar that another fight had broken out. They didn't want to get involved, but worried that someone might die, so they picked up their batons and went to the side to keep an eye on it.

"Ah!!! You bitch!! I'll fuck your grandma!"

Yang Ruihua was no match for the four of them and was beaten down by the Yu sisters, Yu Li and Yu Haitang, who yelled and cursed at her.

Yu Li raised her hand and slapped her several times, yelling, "You old whore, try swearing again, and I'll smash your dog mouth!"

Yang Ruihua dared not curse anymore and burst into heart-wrenching sobs.

Yu Li kicked Yang Ruihua a few more times, then got up and walked to Yan Fugui, slapping him eight times across the face.

???

Did I provoke you?

Yan Fugui was stunned by the beating. He covered his face and asked tremblingly, "You... why did you hit me?!"

"On what grounds?"

Yu Li pointed to the bloodstains on her face, her eyes filled with resentment and malice, which was extremely chilling.

"I wish I could kill you, you old beast who harmed our children!!"

"You've spent half your life being stingy and calculating, but what have you actually gained in the end?"

Yu Li's voice was shrill and piercing, and her spittle almost landed on Yan Fugui's face.

She stared intently at the selfish beast before her, and her pent-up anger finally erupted.

"You value money more than life itself your whole life, you have to stretch every penny to the limit, you are stingy with everything you eat and use at home, and you feel like spending an extra penny is going to kill you."

"You even time the lights in the house meticulously, not wanting them to stay on for even a minute longer. All you care about is money; family and loved ones are worth less than a penny to you!"

"You're always scheming against everyone in the compound, trying to gain some small advantage, using all your petty tricks. And what's the result? You've earned a bad reputation. Who in the compound truly respects you?"

"I'm just baffled. What have you managed to do for your family after all your scheming? The stolen gold and jewels have been confiscated, the house and savings have been taken away, and you've ruined your whole family, sending them to jail and making them orphans!"

It hits home, it really hits home. Yu Li's honest words struck Yan Fugui right to the heart.

Yan Fugui's old face changed like a chameleon, turning from green to blue, then red, black, and finally a deep liver color. He opened his mouth, wanting to retort and argue, but his neck seemed to be choked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Hahaha, Yan Fugui, this is God's retribution for you!"

Yu Li burst into tears and laughed maniacally, as if she had gone mad.

The fellow inmates and the prison guards were all deeply saddened.

To be honest, people like Yan Fugui and Yang Ruihua really deserve to die!

Frugality is a virtue for ordinary people, but these two have already crossed the line, turning stinginess into a harmful and immoral act.

Holding so much money in his hands, yet being extremely harsh on his family, why not take some out to buy his son a workstation? If he were more sincere and less calculating towards his children and family, wouldn't a harmonious family bring prosperity?

Lou Bancheng shook his head and sighed, "Such a fool is truly a rare find in the world!"

Lou Tan asked in bewilderment, "I'm very curious, what is he thinking? You can't take this money with you when you die, so why not make yourself more comfortable?"

Lou Bancheng scoffed, "Selfishness, that's all!"

Lou Bancheng had seen plenty of people like Yan Fugui.

Making saving money the sole obsession in life doesn't mean you can't enjoy life; it means you instinctively resist it.

In his eyes, money was not a tool for making a living, but a private spoil, a means for him to surpass others.

Holding onto every penny tightly and calculating every step to gain an advantage gives him a morbid sense of satisfaction.

The money he spends is a loss; subsidizing his family and helping his children are all, in his view, a waste of his savings, equivalent to cutting off his own flesh.

I'd rather let it mold or rot than loosen it even a little bit.

Moreover, they are selfish, have little regard for family ties, and are extremely self-serving.

In his priorities, his savings were greater than his reputation, greater than family ties, and greater than the life or death of his wife and children.

He didn't care at all that his children suffered and the whole family tightened their belts.

He is cold and mean at heart, lacks family responsibility, and only sees his family members as burdens who depend on him.

He would think, "If I can endure hardship, why should you all enjoy comfort? Everyone should be as frugal and thrifty as me. Anyone who wants to be respectable or have enough to eat is a spendthrift and immature."

Such people are narrow-minded, short-sighted, and only know how to scheme and plot.

A person's vision is confined to trivial matters their whole life; they only know how to calculate daily necessities and petty gains, and they don't understand long-term planning.

They don't understand that money needs to circulate, pave roads, and provide for their families, let alone the principle that harmony in the family brings prosperity.

He thought that being frugal and saving money was the way to make a living, but he didn't realize that human relationships, children's future, and family harmony were the true foundation of a good life.

He spent his whole life using petty tricks to gain advantages, scheming against his neighbors, and exploiting his family. He seemed shrewd, but in reality, he was short-sighted. In the end, his schemes led to imprisonment, and he lost everything.

This long-term self-suppression of desires and giving up all pleasures can eventually lead to a paranoid personality.

Frugality has long since lost its original meaning, degenerating into a morbid stinginess.

Seeing others eat well, dress well, and live lavishly, he feels jealous and disgusted. Even if he has a lot of wealth, he habitually suffers in a self-destructive way to numb himself.

The older they get, the more stubborn and obstinate they become, refusing to listen to anyone's advice, mistaking meanness for thrift, and cold-bloodedness for their duty.

There's also a hidden sense of vanity and a subtle competitive spirit.

He appeared to live a poor and humble life, but secretly he hoarded wealth and hid his private savings.

I secretly gain a sense of superiority by relying on my hidden wealth. Others may see me as glamorous, but in reality, I am penniless. I live a frugal life, but my family is well-off.

This secretive competition sustained his twisted mentality of being stingy and calculating throughout his life.

"What's all the noise about? Haven't you done enough work, or have you eaten too much?"

When Ye Zhen's voice came, everyone's hair stood on end, and they were terrified.

Ever since Ye Zhen became the deputy warden of Ward 95, their faces have been swollen and they get slapped every day for all sorts of reasons.

Especially Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, and Qin Shouhua, they would get beaten up if they stepped out with their left foot first.

"Qin Huairu, it's you again!"

Ye Zhen strode over and slapped Qin Huairu across the face several times.

???

No, what does that have to do with me?

Qin Huairu covered her face, feeling wronged and wanting to cry, but dared not, because the main reason she was beaten was that she would cry at the drop of a hat.

"Director Ye... I didn't cause any trouble... It was Yu Haitang, Yu Li, Yan Fugui, Yang Ruihua, and Yan Jiecheng who were fighting..."

"Oh? Did you try to break up the fight?"

"Uh...no..."

Ye Zhen glared at him and raised his hand to slap him several more times.

"They have no spirit of unity and mutual assistance! They're going to shovel manure tomorrow!"