At the entrance of the courtyard house.
Yan Fugui, nicknamed "Old Man Yan" and known for his cunning, said to Yi Zhonghai with a grim expression, "Old Yi, are you planning to ask us to donate to the Jia family during the meeting later?"
"Judging from your tone, don't you, Old Man Yan, want to donate money to our Jia family?!" Jia Zhangshi said with a displeased look. "Dongxu is in such a state, as the third uncle of our courtyard, shouldn't you at least do something?"
After saying that, she looked at Lin Yang beside her and said, "And Lin Yang! You're the one who feeds the whole family, so you definitely need to put more effort into this donation."
Seeing Jia Zhangshi's shameless appearance, Lin Yang didn't waste any words.
He turned and walked straight into the yard, saying dismissively, "I don't care who it is, I don't have any money to donate! I'm injured too, Sha Zhu beat me up a few days ago and I feel terrible all over. If I weren't so shameless, I would have asked everyone to donate to me!"
Yan Fugui's small eyes darted around, and he added, "You know our family's situation; my salary is barely enough to support a whole family."
After saying that, he stopped waiting at the door and quickly walked towards his house.
"I'll f***ing ***!!! You *******!!!" Seeing this, Jia Zhangshi could no longer hold back. Since Lin Yang could no longer be seen, she pointed at Yan Fugui and cursed him.
Yi Zhonghai helplessly tugged at her clothes and said, "Sister Jia, stop cursing here, let's go to the hospital first."
“Yes!” an older woman chimed in, “Let’s go to the hospital first. If Dongxu has already woken up, it won’t be convenient for Huairu to be there alone.”
However, Jia Zhangshi continued to point in Yan Fugui's direction and curse.
The Yan family.
The brothers Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng were so angry when they heard Jia Zhangshi's foul language that they rolled up their sleeves and wanted to go out and teach the old woman a lesson.
Yan Fugui, who had just sat down at the table and asked the three aunties to pour him wine, immediately stopped them.
"What are you trying to do! Do you think you'll lose a piece of your flesh if you get scolded a couple of times?!"
"What if you go out and actually hurt that old woman, and she then tries to take advantage of our family?"
"Right now, Madam Jia is worried about how to support her family. Wouldn't your visit be just what she wants?"
Yan Fugui would rather be scolded than have to pay money.
Anyway, it doesn't hurt or itch.
Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng exchanged a glance, sighed helplessly, and sat down again.
Who can you blame for having such a father?
Normally, if Jia Zhangshi had cursed like that...
Even if they didn't go out and retaliate, they would still beat up Jia Dongxu to vent their anger.
Now, Jia Dongxu doesn't even know if he'll survive to return from the hospital.
That scolding was all for nothing.
After realizing that his persuasion was useless, Yi Zhonghai shook his head helplessly and then said softly, "Sister, your scolding won't work. When we have the meeting later, everyone will agree to donate to you. Even if Yan Fugui doesn't want to donate, he won't be able to!"
Hearing that she could still benefit from this, Jia Zhangshi immediately stopped her incessant chatter and looked at Yi Zhonghai with anticipation, asking, "Old Yi, are you sure? Will Lin Yang be able to donate then?"
"Everyone else is donating, so can they donate too?" Yi Zhonghai said confidently, "You can just wait to collect the money!"
"Good, good, good! I knew you were the most influential person in the courtyard!" Madam Jia flattered him profusely.
"Alright, alright!" An older woman, unable to bear Jia Zhangshi's shameless face any longer, interrupted her repeatedly, "Let's hurry to the hospital. It's too dangerous for Huairu, a pregnant woman, to be in the hospital!"
"That vixen got pregnant at the worst possible time!" Madam Jia muttered with a look of gloom.
But in the end, they still started walking towards the distance.
Lin Yang, who had just finished criticizing Jia Zhangshi, walked through the passageway into the central courtyard and bumped into Sha Zhu head-on.
"Who is it! Can't you even see where you're going!" Sha Zhu blurted out as he was suddenly bumped into.
However, when he saw that the person he had bumped into was Lin Yang, he subconsciously covered his still swollen face.
"Silly Zhu, are you in such a hurry to be reborn?" Lin Yang wasn't going to tolerate him and immediately retorted.
Sha Zhu felt guilty, and seeing Lin Yang made him subconsciously a little uneasy. He said weakly, "Dongxu is in trouble. I'm going to check on him on behalf of everyone in the courtyard!"
"You're going to see her on behalf of everyone in the compound?" Lin Yang glanced meaningfully at the lunchbox in his hand and said, "You're going to see Qin Huairu on your own behalf, aren't you?"
He, Sha Zhu, went to see Jia Dongxu, who was lying paralyzed in bed, still unconscious.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Upon realizing that Lin Yang had brought up Qin Huairu, Sha Zhu immediately forgot about the slap he had received earlier and retorted aggressively, "What does this have to do with Sister Qin? I grew up with Dongxu, can't I care about him!"
"Hehe, are you planning to crush that lunchbox in your hand into juice and give it to Jia Dongxu for an IV drip?!" Lin Yang was too lazy to pay attention to this jerk, after all, his goddess was already under his control, but seeing that Sha Zhu was actually getting excited, he immediately started to retort: "Don't you even look at your slovenly appearance? You look like you could be Qin Huairu's father, yet you still call her Sister Qin!"
"I!!!!!" Sha Zhu stared with wide eyes, puffing out his chest as if he wanted to say something, but the waves of pain on his face reminded him that Lin Yang's fists were not to be trifled with, and the number one war god of the courtyard was no longer him.
Finally, he said dismissively, "I'm not going to argue with someone as heartless as you. As your neighbor, it's one thing that you don't care about Jia Dongxu, but you even mock me!"
After saying that, Sha Zhu, carrying his lunchbox, angrily went to find his goddess.
After seeing Sha Zhu leave, Lin Yang slowly returned to his room.
First, she took out a pot of spiritual spring water from her spatial storage and put it in the pot to boil. Then, she turned around and poured hot water from the thermos to wash her face and hands.
By this time, the water had almost boiled. I opened the cupboard, took out the noodles that I hadn't finished eating, and threw them into the hot water to cook.
While cooking noodles, Lin Yang looked at the empty table.
With a thought, the three dishes and one soup that Ao Chunfei had packed instantly appeared on the table.
As the saying goes, "Drink soup before eating, and you won't need a prescription."
Smelling the aroma of the food, Lin Yang picked up the bowl of chicken soup with satisfaction and took a big gulp.
I don't know if this chicken grew up drinking spiritual spring water in the space, but the chicken soup is really delicious.
After picking up a few more pieces of fish, I heard a gurgling sound coming from the pot.
Lin Yang knew that his noodles were ready.
A large bowl of noodles cooked in the spring water was served, and dinner officially began.
"Life is finally getting better and better!" After finishing a delicious piece of sweet and sour pork, Lin Yang savored the aroma in his mouth and sighed to himself.
After enjoying his meal, Lin Yang put all the remaining food in the pot to keep it warm.
We can't waste these things; they can be a midnight snack if we get hungry at night, or breakfast the next morning if necessary.
Just as he was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) enjoying his tea, there was a knock on the door.
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