Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

"Isn't it good food for everyone I give it to?"

"If you don't want to work, you don't have to. Either get out of here or get out of here and go carry some bags!"

The grain station staff who were distributing the grain immediately pointed at Yan Jiecheng and started cursing.

Yan Jiecheng's face turned extremely awkward. In the end, he could only nod and smile awkwardly at Zhang Dabiao and the others before returning to the back of the grain station to carry his loads.

How tragic...

Some bystanders laughed at Yan Jiecheng for overestimating himself, saying, "You're just a temporary worker carrying heavy loads, yet you're trying to build a relationship with a regular employee at the grain station and ask him to take care of your brother."

On what grounds?

Just because you're a porter?

Isn't this just asking to be humiliated?

The grain station worker was also furious. He thought, "I was distributing the grain just fine, and you, a temporary worker, acted like you knew me so well and asked me to 'get something better' for your brother."

First of all, who the hell do you think you are? Do you have that much face?

Secondly, are you implying that the grain I handled before wasn't good quality? Are you suggesting I embezzled funds or abused my power for personal gain?

Can't you even speak properly?

So the grain station staff naturally didn't give them a friendly look.

Isn't Yan Jiecheng a lunatic?

The grain sold to Zhang Dabiao was neither good nor bad; it contained some old grain and looked a bit damp and moldy...

But most of the other people's posts are like that.

Zhang Dabiao didn't argue, as long as it wasn't deliberately making things difficult for him.

Moreover, if he were to cause trouble with the grain station staff here, wouldn't that put Yan Jiecheng in a difficult position?

So Zhang Dabiao didn't say anything, and he and Qin Jingru took the grain and headed back.

But not long after we started walking back, there was a small disturbance on the side of the street.

Watching a spectacle is in the nature of Chinese people, and Zhang Dabiao, having nothing else to do, joined in.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Mu Wanqing and Aunt Mu were surrounded by people from their courtyard.

"Aunt Mu, these days, who doesn't lack food?"

"I'm not saying anything more. You owe our family 20 jin of grain and 20 yuan, and you must return them today!"

"Brother, can you wait a bit longer? If I give you back 20 jin of grain all at once, Wanqing and I won't be able to survive this month..."

"You can't make ends meet? Our family of five is even less likely to survive! We're going to argue until the very end, and we won't be shortchanged on a single penny of food or money!"

It turns out that Aunt Mu's family had borrowed grain and money from their neighbors in the tenement, and the neighbors were waiting for this time to collect the debt.

"That's right, Aunt Mu. Don't you see what kind of year this is? Every family is short of food and drink. Your family has two rations of grain, so it's only right that you give them back 20 catties."

"If all else fails, why not sell Wanqing's bicycle? We can get some money to buy some grain at the pigeon market. We can also pay back the 10 jin of cornmeal and the 5 yuan they owe us."

"No, Wanqing's school is far away. How will she get to school without a bicycle?"

"We can't even get enough to eat, what more do you want? Aunt Mu, don't say we're bullying you, our family is also struggling to make ends meet. You have to pay back the food and money today, whether you like it or not!"

"And there's also two jin of mixed noodles from my family..."

"Our family has one pound of millet..."

"Paying back debts is a matter of course!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The people in the No. 97 courtyard surrounded Aunt Mu and Mu Wanqing in a corner of the street. The people next to them pointed and whispered, roughly divided into two groups. One group felt sorry for the orphan and widow. If they lost 30 catties of ration and 25 yuan, it would be equivalent to losing more than one person's ration. What would they do next month?

Another group felt that it was only right to pay back debts, and the creditor suggested that selling the car was also a solution.

Aunt Mu was so anxious in the crowd that she started coughing.

Mu Wanqing stood stubbornly in front of her mother, her eyes red-rimmed. She couldn't understand why these neighbors had to make trouble on the day they were supposed to receive their food rations. Her family did owe them a lot, but forcing them to pay at this time...

Isn't that just driving your family to the brink of ruin?

Having no other choice, she finally discussed it with Aunt Mu: "Mom, how about we sell the bicycle..."

"No way, absolutely not! Your school is ten miles from home!"

"Can……"

At that moment, she saw Zhang Dabiao at the back of the crowd. She was about to call out, but she held back and looked away as if she didn't know him.

She didn't want to involve Zhang Dabiao.

But at this moment, the "brother" who had just asked them to return the money and grain revealed his true colors.

"Aunt Mu, how about you return everyone's grain and money today?"

"Or, sell me this bicycle for 60 yuan, and we'll waive the money and grain payments between our two families."

"What do you think?"

"Sixty yuan? You're taking advantage of my misfortune!"

The man didn't refute, but just chuckled and said, "If you don't want to, then fine, you'll have to return the grain and the money."

This is blatant bullying, they're not even pretending anymore.

Taking advantage of someone's illness to kill them!

He could either pay back the money and grain, or sell the car at a low price and take it to the black market in Pigeon City to exchange for money and grain. Either way, he wouldn't lose money.

"I'll pay 180 yuan!"

Suddenly a loud shout came from behind the crowd, startling everyone.

"what?"

"Who is it?! Who the hell is causing trouble?! You could buy a new car if you're 180cm tall!" The man angrily turned around and looked around for someone, while Zhang Dabiao, without any fear, led Qin Jingru inside.

"Me. You bid 60, I'll bid 180, highest bidder wins, what's wrong with that?" Zhang Dabiao still acted arrogantly, but to others, wasn't he just a hothead?

A half-grown boy who hasn't even grown his hair yet, with an eleven or twelve-year-old girl by his side?

Whose child is out buying the ration?

The man stared at Zhang Dabiao for a long time, then suddenly blurted out, "Are you crazy?"

Zhang Dabiao's passive skill activated without thinking: "You have medicine?"

"..."

How much do you eat?

How much do you have?

"I'll have as much as you eat."

"I'll eat as much as you have."

Hey! It all connected! Isn't that amazing?!

"..."

Are you crazy?

"Do you have medicine?"

—Pfft—

Mu Wanqing, who had just been feeling a bit wronged and on the verge of tears, was amused by Zhang Dabiao's nonsensical behavior.

This person is so despicable!

"Hey, you little brat, are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with me?" The man was furious and rolled up his sleeves, wanting to teach Zhang Dabiao a lesson. But who the hell was this thing that suddenly jumped out and ruined his plans?

"So what if I did? Is it illegal? Come on, kill me!" Zhang Dabiao was arrogant, sticking his head out directly. "Go ahead and try hitting me if you dare."

Zhang Dabiao's attitude is like this: I have to keep in line with the country's customs, not fire the first shot, not use the first mushroom shell, but that doesn't mean I can't be arrogant.

Being arrogant isn't illegal!

I look like a young kid now, which is fine, that's how a young kid should look!

Arrogant, hot-blooded, and reckless!

Come on, try touching me!

"Who the hell dares to mess with my brother Da Biao! I'll kill him!"

Wait, who the hell is joining in the fun now?