Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

In fact, he secretly kept a few hundred yuan of his own money at home, but he never revealed a word about it, not even to Qin Huairu.

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Dongxu, I'll give you fifty yuan first. You'll have to figure out the rest yourself."

Jia Dongxu quickly stepped forward, his face pleading, and said, "Master, I really can't come up with the rest of the money. Could you lend me another two hundred yuan?"

"If all else fails, I'll go straight to Lu San and have him cripple that kid's legs!"

An unnamed rage suddenly surged in Yi Zhonghai's heart.

That bastard Jia Dongxu has borrowed an uncountable amount of money from me, yet he has never mentioned paying it back.

If it weren't for Qin Huairu's sake, Yi Zhonghai wouldn't have indulged him like this.

At first, Yi Zhonghai was planning to ask Sha Zhu to pay, but then he thought that Sha Zhu might not have much money left.

He would often intentionally or unintentionally try to trick Sha Zhu into helping the Jia family more.

As a result, this simple-minded fool's monthly salary was borrowed by Qin Huairu under various pretexts before it even warmed in his pocket.

In the end, Yi Zhonghai himself had to bear the cost.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel annoyed, realizing that he had shot himself in the foot.

He knew perfectly well that Qin Huairu was not short of money at all.

When Qin Huairu was newly pregnant, she took a full five hundred yuan from him; later, she often cried poor and played the victim, and every time she mentioned the cellar incident, she could always get money from him smoothly.

Over the years, Qin Huairu must have accumulated a considerable amount of private money.

After a moment's thought, Yi Zhonghai slowly said, "I'll withdraw the money for you tomorrow. We don't have that much cash at home right now."

Even if he absolutely had to pay this money, he couldn't let Jia Dongxu think that his money was something he could get so easily.

Jia Dongxu was secretly plotting to get two hundred yuan from Yi Zhonghai and then go to Lu San to cripple Chen Wenqi's arm.

One hundred yuan is enough to do this, and in this way, he can still make a one hundred yuan profit without anyone noticing.

In his eyes, breaking an arm and breaking a leg are not that different at all.

On the other hand, Sha Zhu couldn't help but have some doubts.

He's done that kind of thing plenty of times before—putting someone in a sack and beating them up to vent his anger.

But if he were to actually use a knife to cut off someone's arm, that would cross his bottom line.

After much deliberation, he decided not to get involved in the matter.

So he didn't say another word, silently drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and then got up and went home to sleep alone.

The next morning, as soon as he arrived at the steel rolling mill, Jia Dongxu couldn't wait to find Yi Zhonghai and once again urged him for money.

Yi Zhonghai reluctantly took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Jia Dongxu's hand.

Clutching the two hundred yuan tightly, Jia Dongxu was overjoyed.

He secretly vowed to himself that he would cripple that little bastard Chen Wenqi this time and teach him a lesson for offending him.

Yi Zhonghai felt an irrepressible surge of anticipation.

He felt that this little beast had to be eliminated.

To be honest, he would rather just kill Chen Wenqi.

Because he could see it clearly: even Zhou Shuqin in the Chen family now obeys her son Chen Wenqi's arrangements in everything.

Although that kid is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he is by no means an easy person to deal with.

Once Chen Wenqi is killed, it will be a piece of cake to control Zhou Shuqin and her orphaned children.

However, he absolutely cannot go to find Lu San in person.

Although you can conceal yourself completely when you go, and Lu San is the kind of person who only cares about money and not people, you still have to be prepared for anything.

Meanwhile, the Chen family's life was getting better and better.

Zhou Shuqin's health gradually improved, and her medical skills became increasingly refined and proficient.

Now she has become the deputy director of the acupuncture department and earns a monthly salary of seventy or eighty yuan.

The family has no worries about food and drink, and their children are well-behaved, sensible, filial, and considerate.

Their family has no other desires right now; they only hope to live a peaceful and healthy life.

Chen Wenqi leads his younger siblings in practicing kung fu every day. Occasionally, they go fishing by the river or wander around the neighborhood, playing and having fun.

When Chen Wenqi is out playing, he often carries a lunchbox with him and eats out directly.

The food in the lunchbox was naturally prepared and stored in the secret realm in advance.

It was still steaming hot when it was taken out, and the temperature was just right for eating.

For convenience, Chen Wenqi would cook extra food in the secret realm whenever he had free time and store it for later use.

His culinary skills might now be even more refined than Sha Zhu's.

He just doesn't know how to make those specific ingredients and dishes, but he makes all the other home-style dishes look, smell, and taste amazing, and they are very tempting.

During this time, Chen Wenqi would also occasionally use his mental energy to carefully scan every place he passed.

However, after a thorough investigation, no trace of enemy agents was found.

The two previous encounters with enemy agents were, once by sheer luck, and the other time, because I knew the plot and had prepared in advance.

It seems that these enemy agents are indeed well hidden and difficult to detect.

Just then, a soft "thud" was heard, and a stone fell to the ground.

"You're so clumsy! You've thrown so many times and haven't hit the target even once!"

"If you're so capable, come and try!"

"Try it then, I'm not afraid of you!"

Chen Wenqi had just returned from outside with his younger siblings. As soon as he stepped into Nanluoguxiang, he saw several teenagers in the alley, clutching stones and throwing them hard at a beehive under the eaves.

Chen Wenqi immediately stopped and examined the beehive intently. He quickly identified that it was inhabited by gentle bees, not aggressive wasps.

Although this beehive isn't very big, if we move it into the secret realm, with its unique growing environment, the bee colony will surely grow rapidly, and we'll never have to worry about not having sweet honey to eat again.

Thinking of this, Chen Wenqi felt a surge of joy. He immediately put the entire beehive into his Xuanwu Secret Realm.

The children watched in disbelief as the beehive under the eaves suddenly disappeared. They rubbed their eyes hard, making sure that the beehive was truly gone.

They were still foolish enough to think that they had knocked the beehive to the ground with a stone, but after searching carefully around the area, they couldn't find even the slightest trace of the beehive.

Chen Wenqi completely ignored the children's puzzled expressions and continued to lead his younger siblings straight towards the courtyard at No. 95.

As soon as Chen Wenqi stepped into the courtyard, he keenly sensed a gaze filled with resentment and malice directed straight at him from the direction of Yan Bugui's house.

Without even thinking, Chen Wenqi knew that Yan Bugui must have held a grudge against him ever since because of the previous incident where his salary was reduced.

Chen Wenqi didn't care about Yan Bugui's little scheme. Let him hold a grudge if he wants. Even if he's not convinced, what can he do?

No matter how resentful Yan Bugui was, he could only swallow his anger. If Yan Bugui dared to resort to any underhanded tricks, Chen Wenqi wouldn't hesitate to make him suffer a hundred times worse than he was now.

At this time, most of the men in the courtyard had already gone to work, making the large courtyard seem particularly empty and quiet.

After returning home, his younger siblings were already sleepy from playing outside, so Chen Wenqi patiently coaxed them to sleep in a soft voice.

After his younger siblings fell asleep, Chen Wenqi also lay down on the bed and slowly sank his consciousness into his own Xuanwu Secret Realm.

With a thought, he used the towering trees that grew naturally in the secret realm to process a large batch of sturdy and durable timber.

Immediately afterwards, he concentrated all his energy and focused intently on precise control. Before long, rows of beehives with uniform style and exquisite workmanship were completed, looking both sturdy and neatly arranged.

Then, he carefully placed each of the beehives he had just collected from the secret realm into the newly made beehives.

After setting up all the beehives, he specially coated the inner wall of each hive with a thick layer of beeswax that emitted a strong aroma.

Bees are very sensitive to the smell of beeswax. Once they smell this familiar scent, they will spontaneously and in swarms fly into each hive, making it an ideal place to build their nest and begin to work hard to create their new home.

The secret realm is now home to many crops, such as high-yield rice, plump wheat, a wide variety of fruit trees and fresh vegetables, and even sugarcane planted not long ago is growing well and thriving.

These diverse plant species provide bees with ample and varied nectar sources, fully meeting all their daily needs for collecting nectar and building nests.

Chen Wenqi is full of confidence. He firmly believes that in such a superior environment with abundant nectar sources, it won't be long before he can harvest a large amount of high-quality, sweet and mellow honey, truly achieving his dream of honey freedom.

Today, in this hidden paradise, after round after round of careful planting and harvesting, the various fresh vegetables, white rice, fine white flour, plump sorghum, golden corn, as well as soft potatoes and sweet and glutinous sweet potatoes, have all been properly processed.