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

Qin Huairu's face turned deathly pale, her nose stung, and tears almost welled up in her eyes.

She originally planned to use her stunning beauty to seduce the discipline officer or Ye Zhen in order to live a better life.

Unexpectedly, the disciplinary officers and Ye Zhen looked at her like she was a pile of shit. Forget about seducing her, even getting close to her would result in a reprimand.

Moreover, after more than a month of hard work, exposed to the wind and sun, her skin became even darker and rougher. Due to a lack of nutrition, she lost more than ten kilograms, and her appearance and figure were no longer presentable, completely eliminating any possibility of improving her life through her beauty.

But... shoveling manure is really terrifying!

Spring has arrived, and all the manure that the livestock farms accumulated over the winter has thawed, turning the manure yards into giant cesspools that can practically pickle people.

"Warden, I..."

"Disobeying orders?"

Ye Zhen's expression was cold and stern as he raised his hand and slapped Qin Huairu a few more times.

"Starting tomorrow, everyone in Ward 95 will be shoveling manure at the Second Livestock Farm for a week."

As soon as she finished speaking, the air froze instantly. The faces of the inmates changed drastically, and they glared at Qin Huairu with eyes full of hatred, wishing they could tear this wicked woman apart.

Ye Zhen smiled slightly and asked, "Yan Fugui, what's going on with you two?"

Yu Haitang didn't give Yan Fugui and Yang Ruihua a chance to distort the truth, and loudly declared, "Director Ye, it was Yang Ruihua who hit my sister first!"

Ye Zhen glanced at Yu's face, which was scratched and bloody.

"Huh? Why did you hit Yu Li?"

"That's how it is..."

Yu Haitang displayed her announcer skills, quickly recounting the whole story, and concluded, "Please, Supervisor Ye, judge this matter. Shouldn't this couple, who have harmed their child, be sent to be shot?"

Ye Zhen already knew what kind of people Yan Fugui and Yang Ruihua were, but hearing Yu Haitang say this still disgusted her.

"Beast, fucking beast! Selfish, short-sighted beast!"

"If you love money so much, why even have children?"

"You gave birth to them but couldn't bear to raise them properly, causing your children to go to jail and become orphans. You two beasts truly deserve to die!"

Ye Zhen's eyes widened in anger. Still not satisfied after cursing, he stepped forward, grabbed Yan Fugui by the collar, and slapped him repeatedly.

With a thud, Yan Fugui collapsed to the ground, dizzy and disoriented, several of his teeth knocked out.

"Your assigned area will be increased by 5 mu from now on!"

After saying this, Ye Zhen, as usual, slapped Qin Shouhua, Sha Zhu, and Yi Zhonghai hard before finally leaving with his hands behind his back, completely satisfied.

"Waaaaah... 5 mu! God! Let me die!"

Yang Ruihua broke down, rolling on the ground and crying out.

The cotton fields were assigned to the prisoners, with each prisoner responsible for 22 mu (approximately 1.8 hectares).

This is already a very large area; it would take working from morning till night to manage it properly.

Adding another 5 mu (approximately 0.8 acres) is terrifying to even think about!

Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, Yu Li, and Yu Haitang felt good and laughed wildly at the two old beasts.

"Pah, serves you right, you've worked your butts off!"

The other inmates were also gloating, grinning and laughing heartily.

He Daqing slowly reminded him, "We have to shovel manure tomorrow. It will take seven days. Spring plowing will start soon. If we don't finish turning the soil, we'll all go hungry."

Upon hearing this, the smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze, and they glared angrily at Qin Huairu.

"You bitch! You filthy whore, I'll beat you to death!"

With a howl, Jia Zhangshi charged at Qin Huairu with bared teeth and claws, and Yu Haitang also raised her fist and followed suit.

Qin Huairu was knocked down hard by Jia Zhangshi's wild boar-like charge, and Yu Haitang took the opportunity to stomp on Qin Huairu's face.

"Ah!! You old hag, Yu Haitang, I'll fight you to the death!"

Qin Huairu screamed and fought back, and the three of them got into a fight.

No one else offered help or tried to stop the fight; they just watched as Jia Zhangshi and Yu Haitang ganged up on Qin Huairu.

If they were to lay a hand on Qin Huairu and beat her to death, the warden would definitely stop them.

A few minutes later, Qin Huairu was beaten black and blue, and Jia Zhangshi and Yu Haitang stopped.

Jia Zhangshi gasped for breath, opened her mouth wide, her throat bobbed, and spat a mouthful of phlegm onto Qin Huairu's face.

"Pah, jinx!"

Qin Huairu was in excruciating pain all over her body, her bones felt like they were falling apart, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand to wipe away the phlegm. She lay on the ground silently shedding tears.

Waaaaah... My life is so miserable!

……

The Liu family courtyard.

Ye Juan, looking radiant, walked out of the room, her steps slightly unsteady.

I walked to the table, picked up my water glass, took a sip, and hummed a song as I went into the kitchen to cook.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door. Liu Hao, who had just walked into the living room, went to open the door.

???

A Uyghur girl dressed in a Zhongshan suit stood outside the door.

The girl was tall and slender, with a delicate and soft oval face, and her cheeks had just the right amount of girlish softness.

Her eye sockets are well-defined, her eyes are long and delicate with a slight upturn at the corners, her long eyelashes are thick and long, and her eyes are clear and calm, giving her a cool and aloof feeling.

The nose is high and straight with a prominent bridge; the lips are full and small with a natural, elegant color.

Despite wearing the simplest Zhongshan suit, she couldn't hide her stunning features and superior figure, exuding a cool and dignified air while also possessing the youthful innocence and gentleness of a young girl.

Good heavens, Naza?

Liu Hao was astonished to discover that this girl's appearance was not just similar to Nazha's, but practically identical.

Sure enough, Xinjiang is full of Gulnazar every ten steps, and then another Dilraba!

"Who are you?"

"Hello, Secretary Ye. I am Dilinazha Rehman, Secretary Ye's secretary. There is an urgent document that needs your signature."

"..."

Dilinazha? ? ?

Liu Hao gave an expression like an old man looking at his phone on the subway. What a terrible name!

Naza blinked. Why did it feel like Secretary Liu knew me? And why did he seem to dislike my name?

"Hello, Comrade Nazha, please come in."

The unusual expression on Liu Hao's face flashed by, and he smiled as he invited Nazha in.

"Xiao Juan, come out for a second!"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Juan peeked out of the kitchen door and saw Nazha enter. She exclaimed in surprise, "Nazha, what brings you here?"

"Secretary, we need your signature for the 34 prisoners who will be released tomorrow morning."

Liu Hao was a little puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Shouldn't it be my signature, as the Party Secretary?"

Upon hearing this, Nazha said frankly, "Secretary Ye instructed that there's no need to trouble Secretary Liu with any matters, big or small, within the venue."

"..."

Liu Hao was speechless. Had he been sidelined by the little queen?

Ye Juan walked over, took the document, and flipped through it. Seeing Chang Wei's signature in the deputy director's signature column at the end, she signed her name with peace of mind.

Chang Wei has verified it; there won't be any problems.

"Nazha, stay for dinner."

"No..."

"Don't mention it, leave the documents here and come help me cook."

Unable to resist Ye Juan's insistence, Nazha obediently put down on the table, rolled up her sleeves, and followed Ye Juan into the kitchen to cook.

Liu Hao walked to the kitchen doorway, leaned against the doorframe watching the two cook, and asked in confusion, "Nazha, aren't you religious?"

Naza turned her head to the side, revealing a simple, honest smile.

"No, I believe in Marxism! I'm a staunch atheist and materialist!"

"..."