Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

Li Kuiyong's family was poor. His mother was ill, and the whole family of several people squeezed into a small house. His father supported the family by driving a tricycle.

Li Kuiyong was a righteous and hardworking man, but after many struggles, he remained at the bottom of society and died of illness at a young age.

Compared to Zhong Yuemin and the others, he is definitely a tragic figure.

Lin Zhuo recalled that the two families lived very close to each other, and that he had played with Li Kuiyong when he came to the city to visit his father before.

The three of them quickly moved the things to Lin Zhuo's doorstep.

Lin Zhuo paid Lao Li his wages and said:

"Uncle Li, this is troublesome."

Old Li took the money, carefully put it into his pocket, and said with a simple smile:

"As you say, just let me know if you need anything."

Lin Zhuo said:

"Uncle Li, you're busy. I still have some work to do. Could you ask Kuiyong to help me out?"

Old Li readily agreed:

"No problem, Kui Yong is just idling around anyway."

When the three of them were carrying things into the yard, they attracted the attention of the people in the yard.

The old man and a few neighbors gathered around curiously.

The third uncle looked at the grain of the wood and said:

"Wow, this is top-quality ash wood, such fine timber!"

Lin Zhuo smiled and said:

"Third Uncle is truly knowledgeable and well-traveled."

Yan Bugui loved it when people praised his knowledge, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Kobayashi, what are you buying so much wood and fabric for? Are you preparing for your wedding?"

Ordinary families rarely make furniture on a regular basis; they usually only buy wood and hire a carpenter to make furniture when they are preparing for a wedding.

Lin Zhuo shook his head and smiled:

"The chairs at home are too uncomfortable to sit in, so I'm going to make a new one."

Yan Bugui was somewhat surprised and said:

"You can also do carpentry?"

Lin Zhuo nodded and said:

"The countryside is different from the city; you have to know a little bit of everything. I did some odd jobs back in my hometown before."

Yan Bugui disagreed.

Making proper furniture is not as simple as making a handle or nailing a stool in the countryside. If you don't know how to make it, you'll just waste good materials.

He said with some heartache:

"Xiao Lin, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you should save money where you can, and not where you shouldn't."

"It's not easy to get a timber certificate. This is such good material. It would be such a waste to ruin this wood just to save on labor costs. Everyone has their own expertise. Let's hire a carpenter to make it."

Xu Damao heard the commotion in the front yard and came to see what was going on.

Upon hearing that Lin Zhuo wanted to make a chair himself, he crossed his arms and stood aside to watch the show, eager to see Lin Zhuo make a fool of himself.

Unlike Sha Zhu, Lin Zhuo had never offended Xu Damao.

However, since Lin Zhuo came to the courtyard house a few days ago, his limelight has been completely overshadowed by this country boy.

Before Lin Zhuo came over, Xu Damao considered himself to be the number one single young man in the courtyard.

Needless to say, the sons of the Yan and Liu families don't even have a proper job yet.

Sha Zhu's job was passable; he was technically doing well, but he didn't earn as much as Xu Damao. His looks and interpersonal skills were also far inferior to Xu Damao's.

But since Lin Zhuo came along, he has completely disrupted the original balance.

Needless to say, even if Xu Damao is thick-skinned, he has to admit that Lin Zhuo's appearance is so good that ten Xu Damaos couldn't catch up with him.

His work was outstanding; he was promoted to Level 4 worker in less than a month after joining the factory.

It is said that not only was Lin Zhuo registered with the factory director, but even neighboring units knew that the steel rolling mill had such a person.

The young women and wives in the factory were practically unable to move when they saw Lin Zhuo.

So even though Lin Zhuo had never offended Xu Damao, Xu Damao still instinctively harbored some hostility towards Lin Zhuo.

Xu Damao and Liu Guangtian whispered to each other:

"What a pity, what a waste of such good wood."

Liu Guangtian echoed:

"Who can argue with that? He's just being difficult. Carpentry isn't something just anyone can do."

"No matter how good his blacksmithing is, carpentry is completely different from blacksmithing."

Because of Lin Zhuo, Liu Guangtian had been beaten by Liu Haizhong many times, and he couldn't wait to see Lin Zhuo make a fool of himself.

Lin Zhuo naturally heard the discussions of the onlookers, but ignored them and took out his tools to prepare for a fight.

The timber I bought was raw logs; the bark had already been removed, but I would still need to cut and slice them myself according to my needs.

Although Lin Zhuo possesses master-level woodworking skills, they are not of much help in this kind of physically demanding work.

This is also why he kept Li Kuiyong.

Lin Zhuo had already designed the sofa in his mind, and he also knew the dimensions of the wood needed.

Lin Zhuo picked up the ink line and marked it on the wood. Then, together with Kui Yong, the two of them used a large saw to split the log into planks.

Although Li Kuiyong was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was quite strong, saving Lin Zhuo a lot of effort.

After the wooden board was split, Lin Zhuo took out two cents and stuffed them into Li Kuiyong's hand, saying:

"Alright, that's all for you. Go do your thing."

Li Kuiyong quickly declined, saying:

"Brother Zhuo, this won't do. It's just a small favor, I can't possibly take your money."

I don't want it no matter what.

Lin Zhuo had no choice but to put the money away.

The third uncle's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the money, and he quickly said:

"Jiecheng, Jiefang, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go help."

Then, with a beaming smile, he said to Lin Zhuo:

"Xiao Lin, let Kui Yong rest. Jie Cheng and Jie Fang are older, so let the two brothers assist you."

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang looked extremely unwilling. They had only wanted to watch the excitement, but they never expected to be conscripted by their own father.

Even if Lin Zhuo offered money, it would never end up in his hands; it would be purely unpaid labor.

Lin Zhuo chuckled inwardly.

Why was this old man so enthusiastic before? He just took out two cents and suddenly he was so eager to help.

Lin Zhuo smiled and said:

"Thanks, Uncle. I've finished all the heavy lifting, and there's not much else anyone can do to help with the rest, so I can do it myself."

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and quickly said:

"Dad, I have an appointment with a friend, so I'm going out now."

Without waiting for Yan Bugui's reply, he left the courtyard in a flash.

Once the planks were split, the rest of the work was easy for Lin Zhuo.

Marking, cutting, planing, tenoning, drilling holes...

The onlookers watched as various tools flew up and down, and in no time a bunch of parts were processed.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

Although the neighbors watching were all laymen, many of them felt that Lin Zhuo was quite capable just by looking at how quick and efficient he was.

"I really didn't realize Lin Zhuo's carpentry skills were so good."

"Yes, putting everything else aside, just the speed at which they work is something most carpenters can't match."

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi, who had also come to see the commotion, snorted coldly and said:

"What's the use of speed if the product is sturdy and beautiful?"

"Look at all those parts he made, even if you could just put them together, would it even make a chair?"