Courtyard: The Fatty's Counterattack

Transmigrated to a parallel world, he became Fatty, the apprentice of傻柱 (Shazhu). With elderly parents above him and three sisters worrying about marriage below him, Fatty hones his culinary skills...

Chapter 2 A Potato

The world the fat man traveled to wasn't that of an orphan; he had parents and three older sisters.

That's right, there are three. The eldest sister is Chen Rong, the second sister is Chen Yan, and the third sister is Chen Fang. If this were 2023, she would definitely be the epitome of a "sister-supporting demon".

As soon as I got home, I heard my third sister arguing with my parents: "He's already working in a factory, right? Let the factory give him a room! I'm 21 years old this year, how long am I supposed to keep sharing a bunk bed with him?"

The fat man remained silent for a moment after hearing this before lifting the curtain and entering the house. "Dad, Mom, and Third Sister, I'm back."

Chen Fang had just argued with him about something, and feeling a little embarrassed, she just grunted and went into the inner room.

His mother, Zhou Haiqin, quickly grabbed him and asked, "How was today? Was there a lot of work? Did the people in the canteen give you a hard time?"

Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but scold him, "Look how clumsy you are! Go wash your face!"

When he went to wash his face in the communal kitchen outside, he ran into his second sister, who was tending a pot of porridge. Fatty went over to take a look and saw it was another hodgepodge of corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.

There are six mouths to feed in the family, and only the eldest sister earns a salary among the four siblings, so they are struggling to make ends meet.

Chen Yan mechanically stirred the porridge with a spoon, her eyes darting around, her thoughts seemingly drifting off to some unknown dimension.

The fat man called out "Second Sister," and she snapped out of her daze. She peeked around and, seeing no one was around, quickly pulled a potato out from under the stove, stuffed it into the fat man's hand, and said eagerly, "Eat quickly."

The fat man took the potato, and suddenly his nose stung; he almost burst into tears. Relationships between people in this era were nothing like those later; they were always tinged with scrutiny and suspicion, and conspiracy theories were rampant…

A potato the size of a child's fist, stewed until incredibly soft and fluffy, was an absolute delicacy with just a sprinkle of salt. The fat man broke the potato in half and wolfed it down; Chen Yan was about to tell him to slow down when the other half of the potato was stuffed into her mouth.

Chen Yan stared blankly at her younger brother, feeling as if he had become a completely different person in the past few days.

Although he seemed a bit strange, he now knew to call her "Second Sister," whereas before he would just call her by her name. He also knew to be modest when there were good things, even sharing half an apple or a few cherries with his sisters. What surprised Chen Yan the most was his demeanor and conversation.

The fat boy used to gossip in front of his parents, bully the weak and fear the strong, and was greasy and sleazy... At first glance, he looked like a traitor, and his appearance was repulsive!

But now the chubby man has become more cheerful, his back is straighter, and he speaks and acts with much more composure than before. He exudes confidence in his calm demeanor.

Chen Yan ate half a potato amidst the fat man's constant urging. Seeing the flour stuck to his hair, she poured half a basin of hot water and wiped it off for him without saying a word.

Just then, Chen Rong came into the house, carrying several cornbread buns. Seeing the siblings' affectionate behavior, she paused for a moment, then put down the buns and went into the house on her own.

The fat man knew that the older woman wasn't targeting him; she was just exhausted. She was a woman, assigned to the cleaning workshop. Every day, she worked in 40-degree Celsius heat, her clothes constantly soaked with sweat, and even when the sweat dripped to the ground, she couldn't complain.

Because she replaced Zhou Haiqin at the Hongxing Factory, her younger siblings were counting on her monthly salary of 32.5 yuan to support them!

In those days, apprentices started at 18.5 yuan a month. The second year they would earn 20.5 yuan, the third year 32.5 yuan, and only after becoming regular employees did they earn the more familiar 38.5 yuan.

Fatty is the fourth child in his family and is 19 years old this year. His parents favored him so that he finished junior high school, while his three older sisters only have primary school education. Now they've made him take over Old Chen's job as an apprentice at the Hongxing Factory, where he earns 18.5 yuan.

After tidying his hair, Fatty went inside and waited for dinner. Chen Rong and Chen Fang set up the table and chairs, while Fatty's father, Chen Gangqiang, sat to the side reading the newspaper.

The fat man thought for a moment and went over to him, saying, "Dad, I reported to the factory today and was assigned to the canteen. The canteen opens at 6 a.m. every day, so I'm thinking of moving out wherever there's a vacant room..."

Chen Gang slammed the newspaper shut, his eyes widening: "Is there no room for you at home? Are you trying to fly away?"

"Dad, it's inconvenient! First, our house is too far from the factory, and second, what kind of image would it have for a grown man like me to be hanging around my three older sisters all the time? It wouldn't look good if word got out!"

Chen Fang, who was separating the chopsticks, almost dropped them when she heard this...

Chen Rong also glanced at the fat man in surprise. Her little brother was really different from before. He knew how to give way to his older sister. That "man" he called him was worth it.

Their family has six members, but only one and a half rooms. The eldest and second eldest sisters live in one half room, while the fat boy, the third eldest sister, and their parents live in the larger room.

What if there aren't enough rooms? We'll figure it out ourselves! Later, a three-bedroom apartment could comfortably house seven people – was that a problem?

Chen Gangqiang used plywood to partition off a space and set up a bunk bed. Chen Fang slept on the top bunk, and Fatty slept on the bottom bunk. They have been living like this ever since.

But the fat boy is getting bigger every day. Sometimes he wakes up needing to pee and swings his pendulum to go to the public toilet. When the older girls see him, he gets all red in the face.

So finding a place to move out was now imperative. He didn't have high requirements, just any place would do. Anyway, the fat guy didn't plan to actually sleep there.

Isn't the farm cabin nice? There's a bed to sleep in, and if you want to take a bath, there's a pond behind the cabin with a small waterfall flowing down from the mountain. The water is clean and clear, much better than the secondary water supply in another world.

After eating a meal of pickled vegetable shreds and cornbread, the fat man lay on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless and suffering from heartburn.

Chen Fang came in wearing boxer shorts and a tank top, hesitated for a moment, then sat down in the only chair and said, "Is everything you said today true?"

After spending several days together, Fatty had pretty much figured out the temperaments of his three older sisters.

The eldest sister is gentle and modest, the second sister is honest and taciturn, and the third sister is sharp-tongued and has always been his least favorite since childhood. But if we're talking about the deepest affection, it has to be with the third sister; the more like enemies they are, the better their relationship becomes.

At least Fatty would confide in his third sister when he had something on his mind, but he was less likely to confide in his eldest sister or second sister.

The fat man sat up and saw that large patches of skin on Chen Fang's arms and legs were exposed without any attempt to conceal them. He quickly turned over and lay down on his side with his back to her.

Chen Fang, dissatisfied, kicked him and said, "Get up!"

This tiger girl… The fat man helplessly got up and faced the wall: “It’s true, I’ll figure something out.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Fang fell silent for a long while before finally saying, "I didn't mean to send you away." Her voice even sounded like she was about to cry.