Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

Hao Jianguo frowned, revealing an impatient expression: "Your Jia family is really interesting."

The younger children cause trouble on the first day of the lunar new year, and the older children cause noise on the second day.

He scoffed, "I'd like to ask, is this ever going to end?"

He straightened his back and raised his voice: "You blame me for something happening to Banggeng? What a joke! I scared him last night and he got possessed? Jia Zhangshi, you really dare to make things up."

"Am I going to have to pay compensation again?"

He glanced at the neighbors watching. "If the Jia family is really that poor, they might as well just rob us outright. Why bother with this roundabout act?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with disdain as they looked at Jia Zhangshi.

Ignoring everything else, Madam Jia shouted at the top of her lungs, "You're hiding something!"

Hao Jianguo shrugged indifferently: "Okay."

Since you insist that I scared him, then bring out the guy and let the whole hospital judge the matter.

He paused, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Let him tell me how I managed to scare a little brat who dared to set a house on fire out of his wits? I don't even know I have that skill myself."

Hao Jianguo snorted contemptuously and said, "Old Mrs. Jia, if you could control your troublemaker just by pretending to be a ghost, he wouldn't be so lawless."

These words drew nods of agreement from many people around.

"Yes, bring out the stick and let everyone talk things out face to face."

"Don't try to pin a crime on Hao Jianguo arbitrarily."

Listening to the cacophony of voices, Jia Zhangshi was seething with anger, especially at Hao Jianguo's calm and collected demeanor, which only fueled her rage.

"Fine, go ahead and yell! Do you think I'm afraid of you? This isn't over yet, I'm going to see how this goes!"

Jia Zhangshi angrily turned around and grabbed the stick.

At first, Bang Geng refused to show himself—last night's experience had terrified him.

Only after Jia Zhangshi coaxed and scolded him did he reluctantly move to the front of the group.

Jia Zhangshi pointed at Hao Jianguo and said to her grandson, "Good boy, tell me honestly, did this bad thing scare you?"

But she didn't notice that when Banggeng looked at Hao Jianguo, his eyes were already fixed on him.

It wasn't until Jia Zhangshi shook his shoulder a few times that he suddenly snapped out of his daze.

Banggeng rubbed his eyes vigorously.

What nearly drove him to despair was that the little devil from last night was now clearly standing next to Hao Jianguo, grinning at him with a sinister smile.

The little devil's lips moved as if he were repeating the same sentence—asking him to help pick up the spilled intestines.

"Mom! A ghost...a ghost! Don't come any closer! I won't pick up your intestines!"

"Grandma, help! There's a ghost! There's a ghost there!"

Banggeng screamed in agony, flailing his arms wildly and trembling uncontrollably.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

Even Jia Zhangshi was caught off guard.

Everyone looked toward Hao Jianguo without prior arrangement.

Where is that ghostly figure? That "little ghost talisman"?

The summoned object can only be seen by the person being cast the spell; others are completely unaware of it.

At this moment, Xu Damao and the others seemed to suddenly realize something and burst into mocking laughter.

"Wow, I never would have guessed. Bang Geng, you're not that old, but you're quite the actor! Those moves just now were like you'd really seen a ghost."

With your skills, you could be a movie star.

Yan Jiecheng chimed in, "They really put on a convincing act."

I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

I initially thought you were just a bad apple, but I never expected you to have this talent.

As they listened to their words, more and more people showed expressions of sudden realization, pointing and whispering among themselves at the stick.

In everyone's eyes, Banggeng's current behavior is completely shameless—the Jia family, old and young, are indeed all bad.

What's even more infuriating is that, even after being exposed on the spot, Bang Geng was still cowering there trembling, howling incessantly.

Many people felt their intelligence was insulted and became increasingly disgusted with the "stick joke".

Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu were completely dumbfounded.

They didn't think Bang Geng was acting.

His reaction at this moment was exactly the same as last night.

But when they looked at Hao Jianguo, they couldn't see anything at all.

Banggeng ignored everyone's instructions and scrambled to hide behind Qin Huairu, still crying and shouting.

"I was wrong... I'll never do it again! Please don't come looking for me!"

As he was talking, he suddenly knelt down and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Jia Zhangshi became anxious and reached out to pull him up, but Bang Geng refused to get up no matter what.

"Possessed by an evil spirit...this must be possession!"

Jia Zhangshi was sweating profusely with anxiety. She suddenly turned her head and glared at Hao Jianguo, her eyes fierce as if she wanted to bite him.

In her opinion, the dog was clearly fine inside the house, but it turned into this state again as soon as it was in front of Hao Jianguo—it must have been Hao Jianguo who did something to it!

"Hao Jianguo! Tell me! What kind of sorcery did you use? What did you do to my grandson?!"

Jia Zhangshi shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice sharp and fierce.

Despite her fierce outbursts, Jia Zhangshi couldn't help but feel uneasy inside.

After all, Bang Geng's appearance was right in front of her, and she muttered to herself, fearing that Hao Jianguo would do the same thing to her.

Hao Jianguo glared at her fiercely and said irritably, "Jia Zhangshi, what nonsense are you spouting? Everyone has eyes—I've been standing here the whole time without moving. What could I possibly do to him? If you ask me, Bang Geng is clearly lying through his teeth. It's probably just another act by your Jia family, a roundabout way to extort money!"

This remark drew a chorus of agreement from those around him.

Even Yi Zhonghai in the crowd nodded in agreement—Bang Geng's appearance was really strange; he didn't seem like he had really been possessed by an evil spirit.

But Jia Zhangshi completely ignored the question, only repeatedly shouting at the top of her lungs, "It's all your fault! Pay up! You have to pay up!"

Her tantrum only made everyone believe Hao Jianguo's story more.

Hao Jianguo shook his head, too lazy to waste any more words.

Given the current situation, naturally some people will refute Jia Zhangshi on his behalf, and he is happy to stand idly by and watch the show.

"Who's spreading superstition here? Ghosts and evil spirits—these are all remnants of the old society!"

Grandpa Yan Bugui stepped out from behind the crowd, adopting the air of a scholar with an upright demeanor.

"The so-called possession by evil spirits is nothing more than the ancients' misunderstanding of strange diseases."

This is a new society; we must embrace science!

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Liu Haizhong stepped forward with his hands behind his back—he couldn't let Yan Bugui steal all the limelight.

"If it's not acting, then he's mentally unstable and should be sent to the hospital and locked up for treatment!"

Hao Jianguo suddenly interjected: "If it's really acting, then it's quite convincing."

"Uncle Er, Uncle San, look at his expression—it's so lifelike!"

As he spoke, he took a few steps closer to the stick.

The man huddled against the wall screamed in agony, his body trembling like a leaf, and his crotch was soaked again.

The onlookers covered their noses and stared sideways.

Hao Jianguo sneered inwardly.

That bastard is always looking for trouble, but today's fright was relatively mild—let's see if he dares to provoke us again.

Liu Haizhong stared at Bang Geng's frenzied appearance, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"It really doesn't seem like an act."

"If he's not possessed by an evil spirit, then he's mentally ill, no doubt about it!"

With a wave of his hand, he set the tone for the matter.

When Jia Zhangshi heard this, she became anxious.

Banggeng is the only son of the Jia family, and they will have to rely on him to carry on the family line in the future.

If he's really arrested as a madman, which girl would be willing to marry him?

"You're the one who's crazy! Liu Haizhong, your whole family is insane! My Bang Geng is perfectly fine!"

But her rant and rave explanations sounded weak and unconvincing to everyone.

Hao Jianguo asked unhurriedly, "If he's not sick, what's wrong with him?"

As he spoke, he took another half step forward.

At this movement, the stick seemed to see a vengeful ghost, howling so loudly it almost lost its breath, and scrambling backward.

Before Jia Zhangshi could even think of a word, a new situation arose on Bang Geng's side—he convulsed and curled up in a ball, with white foam coming out of the corners of his mouth.

Banggeng rolled his eyes, his body trembled violently, and then he fell straight backward, foaming at the corners of his mouth and his legs twitching uncontrollably.

"A great joke!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Huairu rushed forward in a panic and hugged the child tightly.

No matter how she called out to him, Banggeng did not open his eyes, and his body convulsed even more violently.

The scene startled everyone in the courtyard, further convincing them that Bang Geng indeed had a hidden illness.

"You...you get out of my way! It was you, it must have been you who killed my grandson! Tell me, what exactly did you do?"

Jia Zhangshi shoved Hao Jianguo away abruptly and shouted in a shrill voice.

Hao Jianguo sneered: "Jia Zhangshi, at least make your lies believable."

"I harmed your grandson? You tell me how I did it! Everyone's watching. If I had made even the slightest move, would I have escaped so many eyes? Do you think we're blind?"

Upon hearing this, the neighbors all chimed in, criticizing Jia Zhangshi.

"Mrs. Jia, I'll ask you again, from beginning to end, did I touch your grandson even a single finger? He fell ill on his own; what does that have to do with me!"

Nowadays, Jia Zhangshi can't stand hearing about "illness".

The word, this word, was almost piercing her heart—if word got out, how would her grandson ever find a spouse?

"My grandson isn't sick!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Hao Jianguo shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, you're not sick, right? Then Bang Geng is just acting right now."

I never imagined your whole family had such great talent for opera.

Alright, everyone, let's all go home and stop playing along with their act.

Upon hearing this, the crowd turned and left in twos and threes, feeling even more disgusted with the Jia family.

"This child is beyond saving. Not only does he lie, but he's also putting on an act."

"That's right. Now that they've been exposed, they should get up quickly. What's there to be ashamed of? Their family has already lost all face."

Seeing that Jia Zhangshi refused to admit it and Hao Jianguo said those things, everyone assumed that Bang Geng was faking it.

Hao Jianguo glanced deeply at the flustered Qin Huairu and Banggeng, who was still foaming at the mouth.

After this incident, let's see if this kid dares to cause any more trouble.

……

Back in his house, Hao Jianguo locked the door behind him.

I was messed up by the stick earlier, and there's still a package I haven't opened.

Now that he had some free time, he decided to take a look at what was inside.

"Although this bundle looks worn out, what the frog brought back can't be useless."

Thinking this, he began to unpack the package.

Upon reading the contents, Hao Jianguo was taken aback—

Good heavens, this tattered bundle was stuffed full of money.

The whole bag was piled up with both whole and small portions.

He roughly estimated that it amounted to over six hundred yuan.

To his surprise, there were also two gold rings and three silver bracelets inside, all engraved with words.

Hao Jianguo picked it up and examined it closely; it was indeed the character "Jia".

word.

"Things belonging to the Jia Zhang family?"

He was somewhat taken aback, especially when he noticed a few strands of white hair tangled among the valuables, which had obviously fallen in accidentally while he was taking inventory.

A cold smile appeared on Hao Jianguo's lips.

"Well, the Jia family always complains about being poor and miserable, but it turns out they have such a big fortune hidden away."

All these little things add up to at least a thousand.

He estimated that although this sum of money was not as much as Yi Zhonghai's, it was definitely more than Liu Haizhong's.

"That old woman is really ruthless. She couldn't bear to take out the rice cake when it got into trouble, and she even borrowed money from all over the place."

Ah, you've kept it well hidden.

Thinking of this, a meaningful smile flashed across Hao Jianguo's face.

If it were Jia Zhangshi, the situation would be completely different—why not take those things if they're free?

Since the Jia family is constantly complaining about being destitute, let them experience true poverty for once.

With that in mind, Hao Jianguo decisively stored all the valuables in the room into his storage space.

Later, when Madam Jia discovered that her belongings had vanished, she searched the entire courtyard but could not find a trace of them—how could she possibly touch the things in the storage space? As for those gold and silver utensils, she could simply melt them down and recast them another day.

As for Jia Zhangshi... just wait and see!

In the afternoon, He Yushui stepped into the courtyard.

No one could fathom the girl's thoughts—after entering the compound, she didn't go back to her brother's place first, but instead went straight to the Jia family to visit Qin Huairu.

But as soon as they stepped across the threshold, they were met with a heartbreaking scene: Qin Huairu sat in the dim light, her face streaked with tears, her complexion ashen, her eyes unfocused, as if her soul had been ripped away.

Although the boy in her arms was unconscious, his body was shivering uncontrollably, and his tender face was frozen with fear, as if he were struggling in the depths of a nightmare.

"Sister Qin, what happened? How did Bang Geng get into this state?"

He Yushui hurried forward, her anxious tone sounding as if a family member had suffered a misfortune.