I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Zhou Weiguo rolled his eyes at Sha Zhu, looking at him with a half-smile, "What show? It's the one you didn't finish watching after you left the Jia family. As for whether it's exaggerated or not, you'll have to watch it to find out."

He patted Sha Zhu on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with barely concealed amusement. "Hurry up, don't dawdle! Director Wang should be here soon, or we'll miss the opening."

He Yuzhu was even more confused, chasing after Zhou Weiguo and asking, "What's Director Wang doing here? And what kind of show are you talking about? Tell me about it!"

Zhou Weiguo didn't stop walking. He turned back and winked at him, his tone confident: "You'll see when the time comes. I guarantee it'll be an eye-opener. Come on, let's go wait at the courtyard gate first, so we don't miss the exciting part."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked out, secretly thinking to himself: This group of people's carefully planned conspiracy was nothing more than a farce put on for me. Today, I will let them make a fool of themselves and let everyone in the courtyard see just how despicable these seemingly respectable guys really are behind the scenes.

Although He Yuzhu was full of doubts, seeing Zhou Weiguo's confident demeanor, he knew that he wouldn't get any answers by asking further questions, so he could only suppress his curiosity and follow along.

He thought to himself: "My uncle is so calm, he must be confident. No matter what kind of show it is, I can't go wrong following my uncle. Maybe I'll actually see something interesting."

As soon as the two reached the central courtyard, a strange sound drifted over on the wind, mixed with the clanging of tables and chairs, and indistinct murmurs. The once quiet courtyard was instantly filled with an eerie and chaotic atmosphere.

The sound was intermittent, like someone crying softly or talking nonsense, which gave people the creeps and raised goosebumps.

He Yuzhu stopped abruptly, glancing instinctively towards the backyard. His brows furrowed, and he lowered his voice to Zhou Weiguo, asking, "Uncle, that sound... it's coming from the backyard, right? It sounds like it's coming from the direction of the deaf old lady's house. What's going on? Why is there such a commotion?"

Zhou Weiguo didn't stop walking, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of mockery: "What's the rush? The show has only just begun, and the best is yet to come."

He had just led He Yuzhu to the front yard when he bumped into Yan Fugui, who was looking furtive.

Yan Fugui was hunched over at the corner, peering out as if trying to hear what was coming from the backyard. The moment he saw Zhou Weiguo, he froze, his eyes widened, his facial muscles stiffened, he completely lost control of his expression, and his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

After a long while, Yan Fugui finally came to his senses. He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and spoke in a trembling voice, "For...for the country, you...you're back? I knew you were wronged! Those people are just making a mess of things...Um, well, the water's boiling at home, I'll go back and turn it off!"

Before he could finish speaking, he met Zhou Weiguo's cold gaze, which was like an ice pick, making him feel cold all over. He swallowed the rest of his words.

Yan Fugui shuddered, no longer bothering to pretend, and turned to run home, slamming the door shut with a "bang," not forgetting to lock it from the inside, as if a raging flood was chasing him.

As soon as Yan Fugui entered the house, he was startled by the three women walking towards him.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, the third aunt asked with a puzzled look, "Husband, what's wrong with you? You look so pale, like you've seen a ghost!"

Yan Fugui glared at his wife, his tone full of resentment and panic, and said in a low voice, "It's much scarier than seeing a ghost! Zhou Weiguo is back! And completely unharmed!"

He slapped his thigh, filled with regret. "How rash! This morning when he was arrested, I was gloating in the yard, laughing so obviously. He must hold a grudge now! We're doomed. How are we supposed to face anyone in the yard now?"

Outside, He Yuzhu watched Yan Fugui's retreating figure, completely bewildered. He scratched the back of his head and asked Zhou Weiguo, "Uncle, is this what you call a good show? There wasn't anything particularly exciting about it..."

He had barely finished speaking when a flurry of footsteps sounded at the courtyard gate, followed by a loud announcement from a guard: "Chief Engineer Zhou, Director Wang has arrived!"

He Yuzhu was taken aback. Just as he was about to turn around to look, he saw Zhou Weiguo give him a "watch the show" look, and then head straight for the courtyard gate to meet him.

He Yuzhu's curiosity was completely piqued, and he quickly followed, thinking to himself: It's finally about to begin! What kind of big show is it that requires Director Wang to come in person?

Director Wang, his brows furrowed and his face so dark it seemed to drip water, rushed into the courtyard with four or five staff members from the street office.

Upon seeing Zhou Weiguo, his eyes lit up immediately. He strode forward and asked urgently, "Chief Engineer Zhou, what urgent matter has led you to me?"

Zhou Weiguo didn't speak, but simply gestured towards the direction of the Jia family's house.

Director Wang and the staff behind him then listened carefully and instantly picked up on the strange noise coming from the Jia family.

After hearing only a couple of sentences, Director Wang's face turned deathly pale, then flushed crimson. He trembled with rage and muttered under his breath, "That voice... is it Qin Huairu?"

She looked at her incredulously, "In my memory, she was divorced, single, and raising a child. How could she be doing such a shameful thing in broad daylight? It's outrageous! It's corrupting!"

After saying that, Director Wang suppressed his anger and kicked the door of the Jia family's house. With a loud "bang", the door was kicked open.

Instantly, ambiguous and strange sounds poured out of the room without any hindrance, "Zhu Zi, I'm yours... Sister Qin only has you in her heart... Hiss..."

The voice was sweet and cloying, giving people goosebumps.

Zhou Weiguo and He Yuzhu didn't move forward; they just stood there watching.

He Yuzhu's face turned green when he heard the voice. He subconsciously took a step back, secretly relieved: "Luckily I ran out just now, otherwise I would have been trapped in the house and I would have been in deep trouble!" Director Wang's face was extremely ugly, stiff as a stone, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"The world is going to the dogs! It's truly going to the dogs!"

Director Wang was trembling with rage. Pointing into the room, he roared, "Qin Huairu, are you out of your mind?! What you're doing isn't illegal, but making such a commotion in broad daylight! If the children hear it, what a terrible influence it will have! Don't you care about your reputation? How are the children supposed to hold their heads high in the yard after this?"

The sounds inside the room stopped abruptly. After a few seconds, Qin Huairu's flustered yet slightly intoxicated voice rang out: "Director Wang? You... why are you here?"