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

After get off work in the afternoon, when everyone arrived at the Intermediate People's Court, they smelled a strong odor of boiled excrement. Before they could even ask what was going on, Jia Zhangshi rushed out and complained to Jia Dongxu about Zhang Dabiao hitting her.

Jia Dongxu is indeed a mama's boy, but after all, he was raised by Jia Zhangshi with great care. Regardless of whether it was his mother's fault or not, Zhang Dabiao's repeated beatings of his mother are something that anyone would find unbearable!

Without saying a word, he grabbed a stick and rushed into Zhang Dabiao's small courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai shouted, "Dongxu, don't be impulsive!"

It was precisely because of Jia Dongxu's "blind filial piety" that he would get carried away with any question about who was right or wrong when he heard that Jia Zhangshi was being bullied that he took him in as a godson. He wanted a godson like this so that he wouldn't be bullied in his old age.

Whether you can win or not is another matter, you have to go first!

"Silly Zhu, hurry up and help your brother Dongxu!"

Silly Zhu—[What does this have to do with me?]

It's not like Sister Qin was bullied.

But he couldn't refuse Yi Zhonghai's request, so he rushed over and shouted, "Da Biao, stop!"

"Stop fighting! Please stop fighting!"

He's all talk and no action. What a joke! It has nothing to do with me. Why should I get involved?

As a result, Jia Dongxu had only been inside for a minute when Zhang Dabiao beat him so badly that he had to run out with his head in his hands.

"Zhang Dabiao, my mother is still your third aunt! How can you beat up an elder like this?" Jia Dongxu was still stubborn. At this moment, he had to lose face even if he lost the argument!

Zhang Dabiao laughed in anger: "Me, hit her?"

"All I did was smash her pot, and I'm already being kind by not killing her."

"Do you know what she did at noon?"

Jia Dongxu then realized that he hadn't asked yet.

Did I scold Zhang Dabiao again?

So she turned around and asked, "Mom, what did you do to upset her again? Can't you just shut up for a bit?"

Jia Zhangshi looked embarrassed: "I...I just cooked a pot of soup for Da Biao, but he didn't appreciate it and even hit me!"

At this point, you have to be stubborn!

"A pot of soup?" Even Jia Dongxu felt something was off. Jia Zhangshi would rather lie down than sit at home. For so many years, Qin Huairu had been the one cooking. Jia Zhangshi was personally making soup and sending it to Zhang Dabiao.

How is that possible?

Absolutely impossible!

At this moment, Yang Ruihua, Liu Cuilan, and Wu Ma (the mother of the three Liu brothers) from Liu Pangpang's family, the three current and former managers, started chattering. They had witnessed the whole process.

"Jia Dongxu, your mother cooked a pot of shit to give to Zhang Dabiao to drink."

[Cooking shit?!]

"She even said it was chicken soup. Zhang Dabiao isn't stupid, how could he drink it? He smashed the pot with a brick, and your mother got soaked, which is why she fell down."

[Did you get soaked?]

"After your mom showers and changes clothes, she's probably cooking poop in her room again. You'd better go check on your house; the smell is awful!"

【again?】

Jia Dongxu felt like he was going crazy!

What is all this about?

Yi Zhonghai looked up at the sky and saw Jia Zhangshi cooking excrement and wanting Zhang Dabiao to drink it.

Even if he became a big shot again, he wouldn't dare to interfere. What the hell is the point of moral blackmail?

If I encountered something like that myself, I would fight back immediately; if I hesitated even a second, I would end up getting splashed with water.

Therefore, I resolutely ignore it.

Jia Dongxu also felt ashamed. Liu Pangpang criticized him at the right time, telling Jia Dongxu to quickly take Jia Zhangshi back home. He was just idly cooking excrement in the house.

Are you, Jia Zhangshi, out of your mind?

Jia Dongxu was at a loss; this was too embarrassing. He could only help Jia Zhangshi back to her room, but as soon as he opened the door, the smell...

Yue!

"Mom, what are you trying to do?"

"Dongxu, Mom did this all for you—"

"Defying fate!"

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After Jia Zhangshi explained for a long time, Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu finally understood what was going on.

I didn't believe in superstitions at first, but this fortune teller predicted that the men of the Jia family wouldn't live past next year, which coincided with what Zhang Dabiao said before the new year that they wouldn't live more than two years.

Moreover, things started going wrong for the Jia family after Zhang Dabiao regained consciousness.

Zhang Dabiao cut ties with Liu Guangtian, tampered with the walls, moved house, made the Liu family bear the backlash for him, and then became the godfather of the Liu family's youngest daughter as compensation. He also helped Liu Guangtian a lot.

These things all match up perfectly!

Therefore, Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu's faces turned pale!

Because their noses were stuffed with cotton balls, the smell in the room was so strong it was almost unbearable.

Not only that, Liu Guangqi from across the hall was also constantly cursing and swearing, and the smell even reached their room!

If Wang Pozi hadn't said those things, they would have just thought she was a con artist trying to scam them.

But since they've already matched up...

You can't help but believe it!

Especially Jia Dongxu, he was afraid of dying too! Everyone is afraid of dying!

When Zhang Dabiao says "himself," it can be interpreted as him cursing himself, because his family has offended him.

But the fortune teller said so too, and Zhang Dabiao said at the time that it was his father who told him!

With both a sorceress and a Taoist priest saying this, how could Jia Dongxu not be afraid?

Let's all go together tonight!

If Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu chanted the incantation together, the effect should be doubled, right?

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Around midnight, when everyone was fast asleep (people go to bed early these days), Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu secretly brought their belongings to the fence by the side room.

Actually, it was in the covered walkway that the two of them set up their things, lit candles, burned talismans, and chanted incantations.

Qin Huairu stayed at home and Xiao Dang did not come out.

Sha Zhu goes to bed at nine or ten o'clock every day. As a bachelor, he has nothing to do but accompany Wu Guniang on a date at most.

Qin Jingru spent the afternoon making cakes and bread and was already sleepy. He Yushui had been under a lot of academic pressure lately because she had to compete with Mu Wanqing to get into university, but she also went to bed at 10 p.m.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Cuilan are getting old and go to bed early.

Needless to say, Liu Guangqi's family also has a young child who goes to bed early.

Everyone knows that Zhang Dabiao lives in a small wooden house in the courtyard.

So the courtyard is very quiet, and they do things very discreetly!

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits!"

The Jade Emperor's decree has manifested its power!

I transferred all my malevolent energy to others.

May all calamities be eradicated from my name!

One pressure caused Da Biao to fall ill.

The second oppression caused Da Biao's wealth to be completely lost.

The three oppressors of Da Biao caused resentment among his neighbors.

Four pressures broke Da Biao's heel!

Bad luck clung to him relentlessly.

Suffering is ever-present!

His soul followed the big leopard.

Misfortune follows Da Biao!

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

You know what—it actually sounds plausible, except you've got the Jade Emperor doing all the work for you…

A few chicken bones, a few talismans, three or five incense sticks...

Isn't this offering a bit too meager?

Does the Jade Emperor still need to maintain his dignity?

Do you know the underlying principle of alchemy—equivalent exchange?

far away...

Just as Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi were feeling smug, the door to the side room opened—

—Squeak—

Zhang Dabiao usually spends half an hour around midnight moving food around the small house to refresh it, and also moves the baked cakes and bread to the cabin so that they can be transported directly to the Xiangjiang Village house in the morning, waiting for A Xiang to come and take them away.

Then, in the dim firelight, the three people stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Holy crap? There's a thief!"