Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

Hearing her son's heart-wrenching cries, Qin Huairu rushed out of the house, scooped the sobbing boy into her arms, and gently coaxed him, asking softly:

"My dear, what's wrong? Who made our little darling unhappy?"

"I want roast duck! I absolutely want roast duck! That little bastard won't let me have any!"

While crying loudly, Banggeng kicked and rolled around in Qin Huairu's arms, twisting and turning his little body, and uttering extremely offensive words such as "little beast".

Clearly, these sharp and sarcastic words were learned from Jia Zhangshi through daily exposure.

"Oh dear, my precious grandson! Who's the blind fool who dares to bully our little darling?"

Jia Zhangshi followed closely behind and ran out of the house, her face full of heartache and anxiety, and rushed to Banggeng's side.

"Grandma! I want roast duck! Go ask that little brat for roast duck! I want roast duck!"

Banggeng cried even harder, his face covered in tears and snot, and his already shrill voice became even louder and clearer.

Upon hearing the words "little beast," Jia Zhangshi immediately guessed that Chen Wenqi had brought back roast duck. Her anger flared up instantly, and her face turned bright red with rage.

She turned to Qin Huairu and yelled, "Qin Huairu! What are you standing there for? Can't you see my precious grandson is craving roast duck? Go ask that brat Chen Wenqi for some!"

"Mom, what are you saying? Why should the Chen family give us roast duck for no reason?"

Qin Huairu's face was full of helplessness, and her tone carried a hint of grievance, "Don't you know what kind of relationship our two families have?"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out suddenly. Jia Zhangshi raised her hand and gave Qin Huairu a loud slap, so forceful that Qin Huairu's cheeks instantly turned red.

As she hit him, she spat and cursed, "Did Dongxu marry you to be a decoration? You can't even handle such a small thing! Where did all your competence go when you were flirting with Shazhu? Are you trying to starve my precious grandson to death now?"

Qin Huairu turned her head to the side after being slapped, feeling a chill run through her heart, as if she had been instantly immersed in icy water, and her limbs also felt cold.

She secretly cursed Jia Zhangshi's meanness and ingratitude, while also quietly transferring her unwarranted resentment onto the Chen family.

Why is it that the Chen family's life is getting better and better, and they can eat meat every meal, while my family's life is getting harder and harder, and we can hardly even afford a full meal?

She endured the burning pain on her face, turned around and went into the house to get a small porcelain bowl, and was about to step out.

But Jia Zhangshi stopped her abruptly, turned around and took a large, rough porcelain bowl the size of a washbasin from the stove next to her and stuffed it into her hand. The bowl was surprisingly large.

Madam Jia Zhang kept muttering, "This bowl is so small, who can eat in it? Use this one! A big bowl can hold a lot, that's more substantial!"

Inside the Chen family's house, the two little ones, Chen Wenzhi and Chen Wensi, jumped up and down with joy as soon as they saw Chen Wenqi carrying a shiny roast duck into the house. Their little faces were full of excitement.

However, her mother, Zhou Shuqin, frowned slightly and said with a hint of reproach in her voice, "You child, you're wasting money again."

"If you have money, save it. Don't always be so extravagant. There will be many expenses for the family in the future."

"Mom, don't worry. Last time I went to the military hospital, Commander Yang and Director Zhang gave me a gift of over nine hundred yuan, and I still have it left."

Chen Wenqi smiled and comforted his mother, his tone relaxed and slightly proud, his eyes radiating confidence.

"Just relax and enjoy your son's filial piety."

"Don't do that again next time."

Zhou Shuqin sighed softly, and earnestly advised, her eyes full of worry, "Eating such good food every day will easily attract envy and cause trouble for no reason."

"Mom, you know what kind of people are in our compound."

Chen Wenqi said earnestly, his eyes revealing a clear plan and determination for the future, "Even if we live a tight life, they would still be hoping that we live even worse."

"Let's just close our doors and live our peaceful lives, and ignore those irrelevant people."

"When our son makes a lot of money in the future, he'll buy us a spacious house, and then our whole family will move out and stay far away from these heartless ingrates."

"Knock knock knock".

Just as the family was sitting together, chatting happily, there was a sudden knock on the door, breaking the warm atmosphere inside.

The knocking was rapid and persistent, which was incredibly irritating.

Chen Wenqi knew without even guessing that it was most likely those shameless bastards from the courtyard who had come knocking on his door again.

It was most likely Qin Huairu from the Jia family, carrying a huge bowl bigger than her face, coming to ask for roast duck.

Just as Zhou Shuqin, Zhou's mother, was about to get up to open the door, Chen Wenqi quickly reached out and pressed her down, indicating that she should sit still and not move, his eyes filled with a sense of certainty.

He got up and walked to the door, opening it only a narrow crack, just enough to see the person outside.

Sure enough, Qin Huairu was standing outside the door, holding the huge, rough porcelain bowl in both hands. The bowl looked particularly conspicuous in her hands.

Her hair was a little messy, and she forced a fawning expression on her face, with an unnatural smile on her lips.

As soon as she saw the door open a crack, Qin Huairu immediately tried to push it in, her posture clearly indicating that she wanted to force her way in, without any intention of being polite.

"Qin Huairu, what are you trying to do?"

Chen Wenqi immediately stepped to the door and blocked the entrance firmly, preventing her from pushing the large bowl in even an inch. His attitude was very firm.

"Chen Wenqi, my younger brother..."

Qin Huairu was about to say something conciliatory, trying to appeal to his emotions, when Chen Wenqi coldly interrupted her.

"Stop! Who's your brother? Don't try to claim kinship with me, I'm not buying it."

"Also, we don't have any extra meat to give you. If you want roast duck, you'll have to pay for it yourself. Don't always try to take advantage of us."

After saying that, Chen Wenqi slammed the door shut without hesitation.

The heavy door panel slammed against the door frame, the sound of which was exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard, making one's eardrums vibrate slightly.

"Knock knock knock knock!"

Qin Huairu, however, was still unwilling to give up. She reached out and knocked on the door again, this time with a louder and more urgent knock, as if she wanted to break the door down.

Chen Wenqi was really furious now—this woman was utterly shameless. She had been clearly rejected, yet she still dared to pester him relentlessly!

The door was suddenly pulled open again. Upon seeing this, Qin Huairu quickly moved forward and said in a pleading tone, "Brother Chen Wenqi, I really have no other choice this time."

"Bang Geng is crying his heart out at home, demanding roast duck. How can you bear to see your child suffer like this?"

"Could you lend me a little bit? Just a little! I promise I'll pay you back, I'll never lie to you!"

"Qin Huairu, have you no shame?"

Chen Wenqi's voice suddenly rose, his tone filled with barely suppressed anger, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, "Who's your good brother? Do you really think every man in the courtyard is like Sha Zhu, unable to move when they see you, letting you do whatever you want?"

"Are you never going to stop?"

"Every time we have a rare treat of meat at home, you come to our door with that huge bowl that's bigger than your face and ask for some meat."

"How can you be so shameless? Don't you ever look at yourself in the mirror? Do you even know how ugly you are?"

Chen Wenqi's series of words were like cannonballs fired from a gun, slamming into Qin Huairu. Every sentence accurately hit her sore spot, making her face turn pale and then red.

Qin Huairu's face turned pale instantly—how dare he say she was ugly? How could Chen Wenqi dare to insult her like that?

You little beast, just you wait! I, Qin Huairu, will remember this debt!

At this moment, Qin Huairu was so angry that she was trembling all over, her lips were shaking, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Her chest was heaving violently.

Chen Wenqi ignored her furious expression and slammed the door shut again, leaving no gap and completely extinguishing her hopes.

Qin Huairu was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and she almost fainted. Her face turned a frighteningly pale color.

She turned her head sharply and realized that the residents in the backyard had all poked their heads out and were watching the spectacle with great interest, their eyes full of anticipation.

Those pointing and whispering gazes were like countless fine needles, pricking her all over, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She felt utterly humiliated and wished she could disappear into the ground and never have to face those mocking looks again.

She quickly gripped the rough porcelain bowl in her hand, lowered her head, and slunk away towards her home, her steps hurried and flustered.

When Madam Jia saw that Qin Huairu had returned empty-handed again, she flew into a rage, pointed at Qin Huairu's nose, and began to curse her, spitting everywhere.

She cursed for a long time, but she still wasn't satisfied. She stood in the middle of the yard and shouted curses at the top of her lungs, calling the Chen family heartless and immoral. One nasty word after another was uttered.

Qin Huairu stood to the side, her resentment churning inside her, almost overflowing.

In particular, the fact that Chen Wenqi dared to call her ugly was like a sharp thorn stuck deep in her heart, one that she couldn't get rid of.

What gives him the right to say that about himself? What is so ugly about him?