Courtyard House: The Entire Clan's Extraordinary Marriage to Triplets, a Celestial Beauty

The courtyard house of the Yi family.

Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu, Zhang Cuilan, Jia Zhangshi, and Qin Huairu squeezed onto a table, the atmosphere thick with an inexplicable tension.

Yi Zhonghai tapped the table and said in a deep voice, "Alright, this matter is basically settled. Zhu Zi and I just went to the grain station, and there are more than twice as many people buying grain as usual. Old Chen's wife works at the grain station, so what she said is definitely reliable. I came back with Zhu Zi specifically to inform you to hurry up and collect your rations for this month. Nobody knows whether the rations will be reduced tomorrow or the day after."

He was also worried. These days, food was precious. If the rations were really reduced, life would be even harder for the people in the courtyard, especially the Jia family next to him. Just thinking about that gluttonous Jia Zhangshi gave him a headache.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Huairu's face fell, her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice trembled with tears: "Uncle, you know our family's difficulties. Only Dongxu has a ration of food coupons. If it's reduced again, how are we supposed to survive? Banggeng is still growing and can't miss a single meal. I'm also pregnant. We can't live like this!"

She had already made up her mind. No matter what, she had to get Uncle Yi's help to find a solution, and it would be best if she could get some more benefits from Sha Zhu. Otherwise, she didn't know if the Jia family would be in trouble, but she knew her own body wouldn't be able to hold on.

Jia Zhangshi stared intently at Yi Zhonghai with her large, round eyes, her gaze as if she wanted to devour him. She didn't care about the situation at the grain station; she couldn't let her family suffer a loss. Today, Yi Zhonghai had to give her a straight answer: either find grain or find a sucker to help her. Otherwise, she would throw a tantrum.

Everyone assumed Yi Zhonghai would cover for them himself, but to their surprise, he sighed and changed the subject, looking at Sha Zhu. He jokingly thought that if he didn't need Sha Zhu, why would he have specifically called him back? His tone was deliberately flattering: "Zhu Zi, our institute is an excellent one, and you're a pillar of the younger generation. Given your sister Qin's situation, what do you think we should do?"

He Yuzhu was indeed shocked. He turned to look at Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance, and his heart instantly melted.

He instinctively reached for his chest to offer to lend her the money, but halfway up his hand, a sudden realization struck him – oh no! Last month, his salary had just been paid, and Qin Huairu had borrowed 20 yuan from him under the pretext of "giving the corn a little extra nutrition." He was already struggling financially this month, with only a few small bills left in his pocket, not even enough to buy cigarettes. He was torn. If he didn't help, he felt sorry for Sister Qin; if he did help, he was completely at a loss. He froze, completely speechless.

Seeing that Sha Zhu was at a loss, Yi Zhonghai secretly felt smug and slowly said, "Sha Zhu, I have a way that can help your Sister Qin without interfering with your own life."

Sha Zhu's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had grabbed a lifeline: "Grandpa, please tell me! I'll do whatever you say as long as it helps Sister Qin!" He didn't think much about it at all; all he could think about was not letting Qin Huairu down.

Yi Zhonghai raised an eyebrow, a calculating smile on his face: "It's actually very simple. The factory canteen has leftovers every day. You're only taking one lunchbox home now, right? You can take two from now on, and give one to the Jia family. It won't affect your meals, and it'll also help your Sister Qin. What do you think of this idea?"

Sha Zhu slapped his thigh and immediately agreed, "Hey! You're so smart, grandpa! That's what we'll do!"

He was secretly pleased with himself, feeling that he had helped Qin Huairu without spending his own money, which was perfect. He had no idea that he had been taken advantage of again.

Yi Zhonghai nodded in satisfaction and began to flatter again: "Sure enough, Zhu Zi is the good kid in our courtyard, unlike that scoundrel Xu Damao..."

"Where is he? Show yourself! Who hit my uncle just now? Get out here!"

Yi Zhonghai's words were abruptly interrupted by a loud, forceful shout from outside the courtyard. The voice was so loud and aggressive that it startled everyone inside. Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat, and he had a strange, bad feeling.

Upon hearing the voice, Sha Zhu's temper flared immediately. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, yelling, "Grandpa, it must be that bastard who came back earlier! Damn it, I didn't react in time. I'm going to give him a good beating right now. He tried to act tough with a fire poker, but I'm not afraid of that stuff! Today I'll show him who's the boss of this place!"

He had just been hit in the face with a gun by Li Dabiao, and his nose was bleeding profusely. He was already holding his breath, and now that he thought the other party would dare to come back and challenge him again, he immediately forgot his cowardly behavior and his mind was full of thoughts of getting revenge.

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed out, not even considering whether the other party dared to come back or was feeling invincible.

At this moment, the front yard of courtyard house number 95 was already crowded with more than a dozen burly men, each with a long face and exuding a murderous aura.

However, compared to before, they no longer had rifles, machine guns, and other heavy weapons on them. This was only because Li Dabiao had insisted on stopping them from making a fuss and forced them to go back to the village and put down their heavy weapons.

Li Dabiao was terrified. If he really brought those guys into the city, he would be arrested before he could even take revenge, and his father would skin him alive.

But Erniu and his companions were no slouch either; each of them had a mirrored box tucked into their waistband, making them bulge.

The men stubbornly insisted, "We won't feel at ease going out to seek justice without weapons! If we really have to fight, these things are enough to take care of those bastards!"

A group of people rushed into the city and headed straight for No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. As soon as they entered the gate, Erniu started shouting and cursing.

No sooner had these words been spoken than Sha Zhu's shouts rang out from inside the courtyard: "Which son of a bitch dares to cause trouble in our courtyard? Don't you want to live? Watch out, I, Sha Zhu, will punch you in the head... ouch!"

Sha Zhu's words came to an abrupt halt. He had just rushed to the front yard when he saw more than a dozen mirror-finish guns pointed at him, the dark muzzles making his scalp tingle.

His earlier arrogance vanished instantly, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he stammered, "This, this isn't... who are you? This, that, have we come to the wrong place?"

Hearing the commotion, Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, and the others inside the house rushed out. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they were stunned by the scene before them. A dozen burly men stood there, each holding a gun and pointing it at them.

Yi Zhonghai's legs went weak with fear, and he almost wet himself on the spot. A shadow from over a decade ago flashed through his mind: back then, the thugs in Beijing had pointed guns at him and kicked him in the crotch a dozen times. Ever since then, his sexual prowess had been severely diminished. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, and his whole body began to tremble.

Yi Zhonghai forced himself to remain calm and stepped forward, waving his hands frantically and forcing a smile: "Comrade! Comrade! It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! Zhu Zi is young and doesn't understand, he wasn't cursing you, it's just a misunderstanding!"

Seeing everyone slowly put away their guns, Yi Zhonghai finally breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already soaked with cold sweat. Just as he was about to say a few more apologetic words, he heard someone in the crowd shout, "Uncle Da Biao, did you see this guy just beat you up?"