Courtyard House: In this life, I have a new home!

Li Weidong said coldly, "I'll put those four signs up first thing tomorrow morning. Only a hypocrite like you would care about your reputation."

"I want to get married, and these are my requirements... hehe."

Before he finished speaking, everyone in the compound understood what Li Weidong meant—with his education, appearance, family background as a martyr's relative, and a monthly salary of three hundred yuan, he could easily find a wife.

A typical eligible bachelor.

"You...you don't understand any social etiquette at all. If this continues, who in the neighborhood will be willing to help your family?"

Yi Zhonghai was so angry he was trembling.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to say a few more things to damage Li Weidong's reputation, but when he thought about the four plaques Li Weidong was going to hang up, he chickened out. Without evidence, he really didn't dare to say anything recklessly, otherwise he couldn't bear the consequences.

Li Weidong sneered and swept his gaze around: "Expecting your help? I think you've got your heads stuck in a door! You've got my dad's pension in your hands, and now you're going to use it to force Xiaorou to marry that idiot Zhu?"

"Are you even doing human affairs?"

The onlookers stared wide-eyed, none of them expecting such a revelation. All eyes turned to Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong had originally intended to watch the show. But now they knew that if Yi Zhonghai were to be severely punished, the Third Uncle's prestige would be ruined, and the two of them would suffer as well.

"Oh, Weidong, let bygones be bygones, it was all a misunderstanding!"

Yan Bugui quickly tried to smooth things over: "Let's talk about the Jia family's funeral now..."

"What does the Jia family's funeral have to do with me? You want me to carry the coffin? Can you afford that price?"

Li Weidong's voice was icy: "I'm a level seven worker. The factory is researching gasoline engines tomorrow. What, are national affairs less important than your funeral arrangements?"

"Or is it that the funeral can't go on without me carrying the coffin? Fine, I'll go and report this to the neighborhood committee."

Liu Haizhong quickly waved his hand: "Alright, alright, we misunderstood. You should go to work tomorrow."

Li Weidong snorted: "Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, we'll settle the score between you three and me slowly."

Yan Bugui panicked. He was just a primary school teacher trying to make a living. If Li Weidong really caused him trouble, he might lose his job.

"Wei Dong, I haven't done anything wrong to you..."

Yan Bugui was so anxious that his voice changed.

"Heh, Yan Bugui took one of my workstations, and Qin Huairu took one too. My house went to Liu Haizhong. Sha Zhu is going to marry Lin Yurou, and Yi Zhonghai, that old widow, is going to adopt Xiao Xi, who can later become that brat Bang Geng's wife!"

Li Weidong's tone was sinister:

"The entire hospital divided up my father's pension cleanly. Yan Bugui, you've got a really clever plan."

"Cutting off food and resorting to underhanded tactics—was that your terrible idea?"

"You son of a bitch, you let Xiaorou and Xiaoxi eat wild vegetables for two days! If this were winter, someone would have died by now!"

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui were stunned, their faces turning deathly pale. They never imagined that their schemes would be exposed.

"You've misunderstood, that's not true! Absolutely not true!"

Yan Bugui waved his hands repeatedly, his hands and feet trembling.

"Whether it's true or not, you all know the answer better than anyone else."

Li Weidong smirked, "Tsk tsk, they all pretend to be respectable people, but behind the scenes they're all up to no good. A whole bunch of beasts!"

Yan Bugui, that old bespectacled fellow, is the most vicious of them all.

He, surnamed Li, said what he meant, turned around and left, not bothering to look at those people again.

Yi Zhonghai and his men stood frozen in place, their lips trembling, unable to utter a single word. They felt as if they had been stripped naked and thrown into the street, their bodies turning cold.

"Nonsense, utter nonsense!"

Yan Bugui shouted at the top of his lungs, "It's completely unfounded! Absolutely unfounded!"

Yi Zhonghai rubbed his face and forced a smile, saying, "Stop spreading rumors. Li Weidong is just overthinking things. Let's get down to business and see what the arrangements are for tomorrow."

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi slipped back into the house to find something to eat. Qin Huairu knelt beside the stretcher, trembling with sobs. If Jia Zhangshi had joined in, the scene would have been even more dramatic.

Li Weidong pushed open the door and entered the house. He Yushui had already put Xiaoxi to sleep. Lin Yurou was still sitting in the living room waiting for him.

"Brother Dong, I heard Jia Dongxu is really gone?"

Lin Yurou asked.

"Um."

Li Weidong said, "You go to sleep first. Get up early tomorrow morning and come with me."

"Where to?"

"The factory's infirmary."

Li Weidong said, "This yard will definitely be a mess tomorrow. I'm afraid someone will cause trouble for you. Come with me to the factory and come back after dark."

He dared not gamble on what those people might do.

"Okay, Dong-ge, you should get some rest too."

Lin Yurou blinked her big eyes, glanced at him, and then, like a frightened little rabbit, shrank back into her room.

Li Weidong practiced his mental strength for a while before he drifted off to sleep.

The next day, just after six o'clock, the crying from the courthouse woke him up. He got up, dressed, and went to wash up, where he saw Lin Yurou and He Yushui already busy preparing breakfast.

Xiao Xi was squatting there brushing her teeth when she saw him, and immediately spat out the toothpaste foam from her mouth.

"Brother, I got up earlier than you today!"

The little girl looked smug.

"Xiao Xi, hurry up and eat."

Lin Yurou called out, "Stop bothering your brother, let him wash up."

Lin Yurou and He Yushui made a lot of flatbreads and cooked a pot of rice porridge. The aroma of fine rice and flour filled the whole yard, and the taste was no less than that of meat.

A single pancake rolled with stir-fried green peppers and eggplant—one bite and your mouth is filled with fragrance. Besides, the dish contains a generous amount of lard, making it even more flavorful.

Xu Damao stood at the door, staring longingly at the pile of food on Li Weidong's table, his mouth watering.

"Your breakfast is too lavish!"

"It's not like you can't afford it."

Li Weidong took a bite of the rolled pancake.

"I can't buy it."

Xu Damao, with a shameless grin, leaned closer and asked, "Weidong, where did you get this refined rice and flour?"

"Pigeon City"

Li Weidong said, "You still need connections. Aren't you at work today?"

"Hey, it's all because of Jia Dongxu's mess."

Xu Damao sighed, "I'm not as tough as you, so I can only stay and lend a hand."

Xu Damao glanced at the table, but before Li Weidong could ask him to stay, he could only awkwardly say, "Please continue with your work."

He turned around and slipped away.

He had hoped that Li Weidong would exchange a few polite words so he could easily get a piece of bread from him. Unfortunately, Li Weidong didn't take the bait at all.

Li Weidong sneered, stuffed the last bit of pancake into his mouth, and then downed the rice soup in one gulp.

It was just seven o'clock, and he was planning to make a car seat to tie to the frame of his bicycle so he could take Xiaoxi out.

As soon as the bamboo was split open, Liu Guangtian came bounding over.

"Didn't you go to help?"

Li Weidong asked.

"Why should we go? Isn't it good to earn money with our skills? Working for the Jia family will only get us scolded."

Liu Guangtian pursed his lips, "My dad didn't force me."

Liu Haizhong certainly wouldn't pressure him. He was more than happy that Liu Guangtian wouldn't get involved, so he wouldn't have an excuse to pay less or not at all.

"Look carefully, this is a car seat, it's very safe to carry a child."

Li Weidong said, "They sell much better than those bamboo baskets that are sold through live-streaming sales."

In half an hour, Li Weidong finished making the chair. Liu Guangtian, who had some experience, watched and asked questions. By the time Li Weidong finished, he felt he had figured it out and would only need to spend a day and some more materials to try a few more times.

Li Weidong strapped the seat to the car, and Xiao Xi ran over. She was wearing a new dress and pink plastic sandals, and she was jumping for joy.

"Brother, is this for me to sit on?"

Xiao Xi's eyes sparkled.

"Yes, come on, I'll carry you up."

Li Weidong rubbed her head and carried her to the seat.

"Sister's leaving! Sister Rain, hurry up and go!"

Xiao Xi shouted happily, clutching a White Rabbit milk candy and a hawthorn in her hand.

Li Weidong, carrying a canvas bag, walked ahead pushing his cart. Lin Yurou and He Yushui followed behind.

Both girls were wearing dresses made from a piece of light blue printed fabric, which looked clean and refreshing.

The skirts reached their ankles, which Li Weidong thought were a bit too long. They wore socks, so not a bit of skin was exposed on their legs.

The two were wearing light blue plastic sandals.

Li Weidong suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked in today, and silently said to himself, "System, check in."

The cold, mechanical female voice echoed in his mind: "Check-in successful. Host has obtained the following items—"

"One hundred pigs, one hundred sheep, one hundred cows."

"One hundred chickens, one hundred ducks, and one hundred geese."

"One ton of rice, one ton of flour."

Li Weidong's mind went blank for a moment. The system was being incredibly generous today, the most extravagant it had ever been.

"With so much food, how long would it take me to eat it all?"

He thought to himself, "Looks like I need to find a place to trade some goods."

As I was pondering this, we arrived at the central courtyard. The Jia family's gate was wide open, and a coffin was placed directly opposite the entrance. Inside, paper money was being burned, and the smoke was thick and choking.

A large crowd had gathered at the entrance, some carrying wooden poles and others holding thick hemp ropes. Judging from the scene, they were preparing for a funeral procession.

Sha Zhu was running around excitedly, his face beaming with barely concealed excitement. If you were to ask who was most looking forward to this day, it would definitely be him.

He spotted He Yushui immediately, his eyes darting around, and he called out, "He Yushui! Where are you going? Come over here and lend a hand!"

He Yushui pouted and replied, "Brother, stop nagging, I really have something to do!"

When Yi Zhonghai saw Li Weidong's gaze sweep over, he quickly pulled Sha Zhu aside and said in a low voice, "Zhu Zi, don't cause trouble. The important thing today is to properly bury Dongxu."

Sha Zhu stared at the backs of Li Weidong and his group, his fists clenched tightly, his teeth grinding. But he knew in his heart that if he really tried to act tough in front of Li Weidong, he would be the one getting beaten up.

"Brother Dong, don't bother seeing us off. Just ride your bike and take Xiaoxi there first."

Lin Yurou said softly, "Yushui and I are fast walkers, we'll get there in no time."

It's only a 15-20 minute walk from the courtyard to the factory.

"Okay, I'll let the security guard know."

Li Weidong responded, "When you get there, just go to the clinic and find me."

"Let's go!"

Xiao Xi raised her little arms and waved them excitedly.

Li Weidong hopped on his bicycle and casually turned on the gas pedal. Lin Yurou and He Yushui watched as the bike disappeared like a puff of smoke in the blink of an eye.

He Yushui carried a schoolbag on her back, which was stuffed with several books, but mostly with the pancakes she had made that morning, which she would eat for lunch.