Courtyard House: The Fisherman Never Goes Sick

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat.

If Yang Wei insulted him like he insulted Yi Zhonghai, he would lose all face.

But then I thought, I've always been upright, so I have nothing to be afraid of.

To be honest, he really wanted to help Yi Zhonghai retort to Yang Wei, but Yang Wei's insults were too fast and too harsh, and he couldn't find a reply for a moment.

Seeing that Yang Wei had turned his attention to them, the people around immediately perked up their ears.

"He Yuzhu, everyone says you're a good person," Yang Wei said slowly.

"Of course." He Yuzhu unconsciously puffed out his chest, a little smug.

"But actually, you're just a hypocrite!" Yang Wei suddenly changed the subject.

"A saintly bitch? What does that mean?" Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"In other words, regardless of the facts, they blindly protect the so-called 'vulnerable groups,' showing extreme favoritism and only revolving around the Jia family," Yang Wei explained bluntly.

"Isn't that right? Shouldn't the vulnerable be helped?" He Yuzhu retorted coldly.

"Helping is not wrong, but the 'vulnerable group' you're helping is wrong. You only care about the Jia family. What about others? Take when I first entered the hospital, for example. I ran out of money and couldn't even afford food. Did you, He Yuzhu, ever pity me then?"

Yang Wei sneered inwardly. Back then, he hadn't inherited Yang Tieshan's estate yet and was so poor he couldn't even afford to eat. But He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai were only thinking about getting rid of him and never even considered taking a bite out of him.

"I don't even know you!" He Yuzhu immediately retorted.

"Okay, you must know He Yushui, right?" Yang Wei glanced at He Yushui standing to the side.

"What does my sister have to do with this?" He Yuzhu was taken aback.

"How can it be alright? Look how thin she is, and look how fat Jia Zhangshi is. This is because you went too far in helping the Jia family, even squeezing your own sister dry! If you can treat your own sister like this, what else can you be but a hypocrite?"

"Your facade of being a good person is all an act; you're a complete and utter hypocrite!"

Yang Wei's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck the hearts of the crowd like a hammer blow, and pierced He Yuzhu's sore spot like a sharp sword.

Even more damning, He Yushui actually nodded: "Brother, Yang Wei is right."

"That's right, Yang Wei is absolutely right!"

"I suspected something was off about Sha Zhu before, and now that I hear what he's saying, it turns out he's just a fake nice guy!"

"She's just a hypocrite!"

Everyone chimed in, calling He Yuzhu a "saintly bitch" and putting her face down.

He wanted to refute it, but upon closer examination, it seemed to be true, and he was speechless for a moment.

Yang Wei's gaze shifted to Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong, who had been watching the commotion with a smile, felt a jolt of fear when he realized he was being targeted. "Could it be my turn next? I shouldn't stay here any longer!" Just as he was about to move, Yang Wei's voice rang out.

"Second Uncle, we were just about to talk about you, don't be in such a hurry to slip away!"

Yang Wei smiled, a relaxed expression on his face.

Liu Haizhong put his hands behind his back, subconsciously adopting a bit of an official air, but as soon as he spoke, he sensed that the atmosphere was off, and everyone around him was listening intently, looking like they were waiting to hear him make a fool of himself.

His face darkened, and he was about to lash out when he suddenly felt several pairs of eyes sweeping over from the doorway, and several old men stepped into the courtyard.

Liu Hai's heart skipped a beat. He didn't care about arguing with Yang Wei anymore and turned to run outside.

The old men spotted him immediately and gave chase, shouting, "Liu Haizhong, don't run! A life for a life, a debt for a debt, pay back what you lost first! You used to be so arrogant, why are you all so quiet now?"

Everyone was stunned. What was going on? Did Liu Haizhong owe money?

Someone in the know couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Uncle Er lost a game of chess, had no money to pay, and tried to cheat. These old men have come to his door to settle the score!"

"Oh, I see!" Everyone suddenly realized.

"I heard that Yang Wei taught them chess!" someone added.

"Yang Wei is really capable." A chorus of praise erupted.

Yang Wei's gaze shifted and landed on Jia Zhangshi. After Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and He Yuzhu were all driven away by him, Jia Zhangshi clearly lost her backing, her eyes darting around, and her confidence waning.

What she feared most was that Yang Wei would humiliate her and make her lose face, just like he had done to those three.

While Liu Haizhong ran away, He Yuzhu also quietly slipped back to his own house, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

Madam Jia gritted her teeth and declared, "Yang Wei, you're lucky today. In the future, my Jia family will make you pay for your crimes in blood!" With that, she turned and ran away.

But before he could run a few steps, his foot slipped, and he fell hard with a "thud," his front teeth hitting the ground painfully, making him look extremely disheveled.

The courtyard erupted in laughter.

"Yang Wei, you're really something! You chased them away in no time!" Lou Xiao'e gave a thumbs up, her eyes shining.

"Yes, that's amazing!" He Yushui exclaimed with admiration.

Yu Li didn't say anything, but her eyes looked tenderly at Yang Wei. Only a man like this could be relied on.

Compared to Yang Wei, her man was far inferior.

"Yang Wei, you're really something!" Yan Bugui also gave a thumbs up, but felt a wave of fear in his heart. If he hadn't asked Yu Li to help Yang Wei with some housework and get along well with him, he might have ended up like Yi Zhonghai and the others, unable to lift his head and too ashamed to stay in the yard.

Yang Wei smiled and waved to everyone, "It's alright, everyone can go home and rest."

After Yan Bugui finished praising them, he glanced at everyone and said, "You may all leave now."

The crowd then began to move. Lou Xiao'e met Xu Damao, picked up her shopping basket, and left; Yu Li finished sweeping the floor, blushed, and went back to her house with Yan Bugui, as she couldn't keep going to Yang Wei's house endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, only Yang Wei and He Yushui remained in the courtyard.

"Rain, aren't you going back?" Yang Wei asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"Why go back?" He Yushui tucked the cloth bag under her arm and snorted. "My brother will give me a hard time if I go back." Before she finished speaking, she had already stepped into Yang Wei's house, acting as if she were in her own room, which surprised Yang Wei.

"Aren't you afraid your brother will scold you?" Yang Wei followed him inside, closing the door behind him.

"I'm telling the truth, how dare he curse me?" He Yushui sat down at the octagonal table, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers. He Yuzhu only had eyes for the Jia family and had never given her a second glance. She was holding her breath.

What if he won't let you in?

"If you won't let me in, I'll just stay at your house, won't I?" she blurted out, only realizing her mistake after she finished speaking, her pretty face turning bright red to her ears.

Yang Wei laughed: "Wait for my family, but you'll have to pay a price."

"What price?" He Yushui looked up, her eyes wide open.

Seeing her face turn as red as a ripe peach, Yang Wei guessed she had misunderstood and teased her while suppressing a laugh: "What are you thinking? I just want you to massage my shoulders. I've been working a lot lately, and they're so sore I can barely lift them."

Actually, he's in great health; this slight soreness is nothing to him. He was just teasing her.

"Shoulder massage?" He Yushui breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "I don't know how, but I can learn!" She then pressed Yang Wei back into the chair. "Sit down, I'll give it a try."

As soon as she placed her hand on him, Yang Wei stopped her, saying, "You're too weak, and your technique is wrong."

"What should we do then?" He Yushui frowned, poking her palm with her finger.

"Sit down, I'll teach you." Yang Wei stood up, and before she could react, he reached out and held her waist, which was as slender as a willow branch. He wrapped his arm around her and gently pressed her down into the chair.

He Yushui's face flushed red, even the roots of her neck turned red. Yang Wei was clearly taking advantage of her!

But she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, like she had a piece of honey in her mouth: she liked Yang Wei.

Yang Wei also noticed that she was thin, with a waist so slender it could be grasped in one hand, and he chuckled to himself: This girl needs to eat more.

He stood behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and slowly began to massage them.

He Yushui had never been pressed like this before. Her body was stiff as a board, and only her flushed face betrayed her inner panic.

Yang Weicai ignored all of this and took the opportunity to "take advantage" of her. He had never seen such a simple and honest girl in his previous life.

On the other side, the smell of medicine still lingered in the Jia family's house.

Madam Jia lay on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), pounding the bed board and cursing, "That damned Yang Wei! He poisoned our Jia family and won't even pay compensation! He's a short-lived ghost, he won't live past tomorrow!"

"Mom, don't worry!" Jia Dongxu leaned against the wall, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. "He'll definitely die before you!"

Banggeng, standing beside him, limped along. While others had no reaction to their injections, his leg ached like it was made of lead the next day. Seeing him like this, Jia Zhangshi scolded him even more fiercely: "It's all Yang Wei's fault!"

"When I grow up, I'll force Yang Wei to eat lobster heads!" Bang Geng clenched his fists, making a threat in his childish voice, "I'll make him go to the hospital and get five injections, each one spitting out a lump of poop, just like you, Grandma!"

Jia Zhangshi's face twitched violently. This brat, why did he have to bring up the one thing he shouldn't have said!

"Yes!" Jia Dongxu quickly added, "After receiving five injections, Yang Wei convulsed all over and died!"

The house was filled with curses, completely out of sync with the laughter coming from Yang Wei's house outside.

The three of them were cursing happily, but Qin Huairu was so worried that she wanted to cry.

She was engrossed in washing the underwear of Jia Dongxu, Banggeng, and Jia Zhangshi. The smell was so strong that no amount of tissues could mask it.

It was full of feces inside. She scrubbed it over and over again, but she still couldn't get rid of the stench.

As a result, the Jia family's house was filled with the smell of excrement all day long. Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu, and Banggeng were so used to it that their noses were numb to it.

Sigh, if only I hadn't been so materialistic and hadn't married into the Jia family, I wouldn't have met such a vicious mother-in-law and husband, and I wouldn't have had to wash piles of excrement-stained underpants by myself until my hands were sore.

Qin Huairu felt a pang of regret. She looked up at Yang Wei's house, and from her angle, she could just see the window of Yang Wei's house.

If I could marry Yang Wei, that would be wonderful! I could eat big fish and meat every day!

Or, she could divorce Jia Dongxu and remarry Yang Wei! The thought sent a shiver down her spine; if life could really be like that, she was sure to live a comfortable life.

It's a pity that she's bound tightly to Jia Dongxu in this life, with no hope of turning her life around.

Lost in thought, Qin Huairu was suddenly interrupted by Jia Dongxu's roar: "Qin Huairu, what are you looking at Yang Wei's family for? Want some meat? Want to marry him? Don't you think our Jia family is good enough?"

He fired off a barrage of questions, his face ashen.

He had clearly seen the glint in Qin Huairu's eyes just now; it was obvious that she looked down on him and disliked the Jia family.

"No, I had no such thoughts!" Qin Huairu was startled and hurriedly denied it.

"You bitch, I knew you'd think that!" Jia Dongxu was furious. "Your Weiwei wasn't satisfied with hooking up with Shazhu, you wanted Yang Wei too? You're a piece of trash!" He cursed, grabbing whatever was at hand and throwing it at Qin Huairu. Jia Zhangshi was even more direct, walking over and slapping her across the face.

Qin Huairu's face immediately swelled up on one side, and Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua huddled in the corner, too frightened to utter a sound. Bang Geng clapped his hands and laughed, "Good job! Grandma, give it another hit!" Before he finished speaking, Jia Zhangshi slapped her again, "With me, Jia Zhangshi, around, you can forget about seducing men!"

Qin Huairu's eyes were filled with tears, but she stubbornly held back her sobs.

On the other side, He Yushui blushed and got up from her chair, took out a book from her bosom and handed it to Yang Wei: "Yang Wei, this is our He family's recipe book."

"The He Family Recipes!" Yang Wei was taken aback and reached out to take it.

"Don't tell my brother." After saying that, she ran away like a startled rabbit.

This girl is grateful and has a good temperament. Yang Wei nodded, opened the recipe, and with his memory, he memorized it all after just one look, understanding even the details perfectly.

Just as you closed the door, a system notification sounded: "Ding! Congratulations, Master! Your bait has caught a silver treasure chest!"

With a thought, Yang Wei opened the treasure chest in the warehouse, and the system broadcast a series of announcements:

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, you have acquired combat skills!"

"Congratulations, Master, you have acquired Wing Chun!"

"Congratulations, owner, on acquiring a Master-level woodworking skill!"

"Congratulations, Master, you have obtained a nourishing bull penis!"

"Congratulations, owner, you have received a bucket of peanut oil, five pounds of duck necks, and a bag of White Rabbit milk candy!"

"Congratulations, Master, you have obtained a Nightmare Talisman!"

When the sound stopped, Yang Wei's face lit up with a big smile.

The Silver Treasure Chest is indeed powerful, offering generous rewards.

With Wing Chun, one punch could knock He Yuzhu out of bed; a master carpenter could make exquisite furniture, no longer having to make do with broken tables and chairs; bull penis was perfect for stewing turtle, a highly nutritious dish, saving them the trouble of going to the market. With more supplies, life became more comfortable.

Nightmare Talisman, I'll keep it to deal with beasts.

The next morning arrived in the blink of an eye. Before Yang Wei even opened his eyes, the system beeped again:

"A good life needs delicious food to cultivate one's character!"

"You'll receive a reward for making just one serving of Jue Wei Duck Neck!"