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

Chapter 139 If you hit Dongxu, you can't hit me, huh?

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's sinister smile, Yi Zhonghai dared not say anything. He could only use the excuse that he had a leg injury and needed to rest, and scrambled back to his room to lie down.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was so willing to pay, Zhang Dabiao didn't cause any trouble.

Director Wang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Zhang family's matter was settled. He gave a few more instructions and then left the courtyard.

When Jia Dongxu came back from get off work in the afternoon, he heard this and exclaimed, "What? I went through all the trouble of writing a letter to call my uncle over, and my master actually offered them money?"

Then I wrote the letter for nothing, didn't I?

But before he could even go to his uncle to reason with him, Old Zhang's family came knocking on his door.

Because when Zhang Dabiao saw Jia Dongxu return, he inexplicably said something.

"That grandson of a Jia Dongxu instigated my uncle and second uncle to come and take my work station and house. Everyone thinks it's reasonable and legal for me to retaliate, right?"

Although the outcome was good, it's hard to say when the matter of relocating his father's grave and returning him to his roots would have been resolved without Jia Dongxu's intervention. In a sense, Jia Dongxu did him a great favor.

But he had schemed against himself after all. According to Zhang Dabiao's principle, it's a matter of repaying kindness with kindness!

This must be retaliated against.

But Maosheng and Maoshan's two cousins ​​patted their chests and said—

"Cousin, we'll help you get revenge!"

Before Zhang Dabiao could react, the four members of the Zhang family rushed over, dragged Jia Dongxu out, and beat him up—it was a brutal beating…

Sha Zhu and the others tried to break up the fight, but the man in question was Jia Dongxu's elder and cousin!

Jia Zhangshi is a member of the Zhang family!

Uncle and Grandpa were teaching this scoundrel who was scheming against his own family a lesson. Who the hell had the right to stop them?

Reporting it to the police won't do you any good!

Then the neighbors in the courtyard spread the word and they all understood why Jia Dongxu had written the letter to call for help—it was all about the house.

That Jia Dongxu is a real scoundrel.

So everyone gathered around the courthouse to watch Jia Dongxu get beaten, and Yi Zhonghai didn't stop them. Seeing the brutality of the Zhang family, he was even more grateful for his voluntary act of giving them money earlier that day.

If Zhang Dabiao really goes to the countryside and they move in, what will happen?

and so--

I paid you money, so you can't hit me after you hit Jia Dongxu!

And what about Zhang Dabiao?

Cooking began amidst Jia Dongxu's screams!

I felt so great!

My elders and cousin are coming, so I need to prepare some meat dishes.

Cook noodles in hot pot broth, then add an egg and meat! And pickled cabbage too!

This can be!

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The four of them spent the night in the stable. Once the door was closed, it was no different from a house. As for whether it was drafty?

Their house in the countryside also leaks air.

We had to borrow bedding from each other to make do for one night.

The next morning, the four members of the Zhang family took 1000 yuan, two boxes of tea, four packs of cigarettes, and 40 jin of rice and 10 jin of noodles prepared by Zhang Dabiao, and returned to Shunyi.

They planned to return to Zhangzhen and exchange some of the refined rice and flour for coarse grains, which would be enough to feed them for at least four days.

Also keep some for networking and gift-giving.

First, I need to rush back to resolve the issue of my workstation, and then I can handle the adoption and the relocation of Zhang Bansian's grave.

Zhang Dabiao wasn't worried that they would take the money and not do the job—if that were the case, there was nothing he could do. However, he had done everything he could for the Zhang family.

As he left, Uncle Zhang patted Zhang Dabiao on the shoulder and said, "If you get bullied in the city, call Zhangzhen Commune to call for reinforcements. Our Zhang family may be poor, but we have many members and we are united!"

They came as a group to help Da Biao beat people up!

Moreover, even if things escalate, the worst that can happen is one life for another; the Zhang family is not afraid of trouble!

Uncle Zhang could guess that someone in this courtyard was bullying and plotting against Zhang Dabiao, but since Dabiao was doing well now and hadn't revealed the details, it proved that he had his own ideas.

But the Zhang family said this to remind these people to think twice. Zhang Bansian is gone, but the Zhang family behind Zhang Dabiao is no pushover!

Yi Zhonghai, smiling and sweating, watched the Zhang family leave.

His heart was bleeding. From the first day of the Lunar New Year until now, not to mention the issue of his job grade, the compensation, fines and money lent out alone have reached 9600!

Why the hell did I ever scheme against Zhang Dabiao in the first place?

【I'm so miserable!】

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In March, the courtyard was quiet. Several families had suffered heavy losses, and with the food supply being tightened again and again, no one could muster the energy to make any moves.

Because of his previous donation to Lao Zhang's family, Zhang Dabiao only had 400 yuan left, making it impossible for him to build a house.

Li Huaide had come to Zhang Dabiao a few times. He could occasionally get his hands on materials, including chocolate and butter. When he did, Zhang Dabiao would process the cake for him, charging 5 yuan for each cake, because the process was quite complicated.

Sha Zhu and the others dared not help whip the cream anymore. It was too damn hard on their arms. Eating cream was enjoyable for a moment, but the next day their arms were completely unable to lift. Only now did they understand why this stuff was so expensive.

Li Huaide, however, saw it as a valuable asset, while Zhang Dabiao considered it merely exercise. One cake a week meant a net profit of 20 yuan a month, equivalent to two yuan more than an apprentice's wage. Plus, they could cut back on the cost of refined flour, eggs, chocolate, butter, and sugar—why not?

But if you want to make any more, unless you get me a household-grade food processor, Zhang Dabiao will have to go on strike.

Yu Shui and Mu Wanqing would come to the courtyard every weekend to help Zhang Dabiao plant crops and flowers. Sometimes Yu Haitang would also come with Yu Shui to join in the fun, and Lou Xiao'e would occasionally come over as well. The courtyard had become their secret base.

Since they all brought their own food, Zhang Dabiao would just provide hot pot base or concentrated soup stock for a simple meal.

It's impossible to eat and drink like we did during the Lunar New Year anymore, as the shortage of goods in the market is becoming increasingly serious.

Zhang Dabiao can only ensure that he has enough to eat, but he doesn't eat well or celebrate holidays like the New Year, so he doesn't dare to be so arrogant anymore.

The most obvious sign is that Jia Dongxu has lost a lot of weight recently, and he goes to work every day looking like a ghost, completely listless.

Sha Zhu would come home every day cursing and complaining, saying that the factory leaders were inhuman, making them cook big pots of rotten vegetables every day, and that there weren't enough ingredients.

He doesn't even dare to shake the spoon anymore! The workers are so hungry they can really beat you!

When Liu Pangpang came back, he would say a few words from time to time, saying that another worker in that workshop had fainted from hunger and had been sent to the infirmary.

……

Everyone felt very depressed.

The Liu family, the He family, the Xu family, the Zhang family, the Yi family, and the old deaf man in the backyard were not greatly affected and still had some savings.

Even though Yan Bugui was farming at school, he never skimped on himself. Besides, he was naturally thin and didn't eat much. Yan Jiecheng would also occasionally bring some cornmeal home, which was enough to keep him fed.

It's said that in the pigeon market's black market, grain prices have increased three to five times, and meat prices are similarly high; in some cases, ten times the price is not impossible...

Everyone is having a tough time, but they are all holding on.

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