Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

"Should I still write love letters to other girls? ... *smack*"

"Don't you still look down on me?... *slap*"

"You've wasted your education! You're just wasting your time... *smack*"
He doesn't want his perfectly good wife and son anymore... *smack*

He was actually thinking... *slap*...

"You're lucky you're wearing thick clothes today, otherwise I would have cut you cleanly with a pair of scissors..." Zhang Chunhua was panting heavily after her intense workout.

The crucial point is that she had already broken the feather duster in her hand.

This was the first time in Yan Jiekuang's life that he had been beaten so badly.

His only remaining pride now is crouching on the ground, gritting his teeth, and remaining silent.

Of course, this was also something he caught by stealing a glance: the feather duster in Zhang Chunhua's hand had broken, and Zhang Chunhua was standing with her hands on her hips, panting heavily.

According to Yan Jiekuang, this should be the end of the matter, and Zhang Chunhua should have vented her anger.

Therefore, it was time for him to uphold his bottom line of male pride.

He didn't even consider that he had already been beaten to tears by Zhang Chunhua, so where did he get any 'pride' to speak of?

But Zhang Chunhua was furious, and seeing that Yan Jiekuang still looked unconvinced despite all the questions she had asked him.

Damn, just looking at it makes me angry.

She immediately looked around, searching for something handy.

But it was obvious that all the wooden-handled tools in the yard had been taken to the woodshed and warehouse by her brother and sister-in-law.

There was a big padlock hanging on it.

Zhang's older brothers all raised this precious little sister as if she were their own daughter.

How could anyone not know Zhang Chunhua's temper?
It can be said that Zhang Chunhua was not good-looking, but she was pampered like a treasure when she was a child.

I've never experienced the kind of mistreatment that comes with marriage.

They were also afraid that Zhang Chunhua might get angry and seriously injure Yan Jiekuang.

So they put away all the 'weapons' that Zhang Chunhua might use in the yard.

It should be said that her brother and sister-in-law had a very clear understanding of her.

Seeing Yan Jiekuang's appearance, Zhang Chunhua felt not relieved, but rather a surge of anger rising to the top of her head.

She rushed to the door of the woodshed and kicked the wooden door several times, but it was clear she couldn't move it.

After another quick glance around, he stormed into the kitchen, cursing under his breath.

When Zhang Chunhua came out again, she was carrying a kitchen knife.

Yan Jiekuang was so scared that he peed himself.

He quickly got up and pulled at the wooden door behind him, watching as Zhang Chunhua got closer and closer.

The only option is to run.

Zhang Chunhua chased him to the east, and he ran to the west.

Zhang Chunhua chased him to the west, and he ran to the east.

He ran while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Big brother,...come in quickly!"

Chunhua is going to kill someone.

The burly men and women who had been eavesdropping at the gate asked the smallest one, who was peering through the crack in the door, "Third brother, is it true? Should we go in and try to persuade him?"

The one peering through the crack in the door was Zhang's third son. He didn't turn around at all, but waved his hand behind him and laughed, "Little sister is just trying to scare him."

Otherwise, if my sister really wanted to chop him up, would she have let him run away like this?

"Brother, what are we having for lunch? Let's get a hot pot and have a drink."

The bearded man in the old cotton-padded jacket behind him replied angrily, "Fine, consider it a way to calm my brother-in-law's nerves."

"That bastard, if it weren't for my little sister, I'd break his leg."

"Which leg should we remove? We can't remove the middle one."

"Little sister's going to fight you to the death!" the third brother teased again.

A chorus of laughter and curses erupted.

Inside the courtyard, Yan Jiekuang had nowhere to escape. Seizing an opportunity, he scrambled up the jujube tree. He was essentially forced into this situation, and he focused intently on climbing.

It wasn't until it had climbed to a height of nearly three meters above the ground that it shakily sat down on a branch and hugged the trunk with both hands.

He looked down and saw Zhang Chunhua leaning against the jujube tree, panting heavily.

The cold gaze fixed on him made Yan Jiekuang tremble all over.

A gust of cold wind blew by, chilling to the bone.

Yan Jiekuang said tentatively in a low voice, "Wife, I was wrong."

I will never do it again.

I'll do whatever you say from now on.

After saying this, Yan Jiekuang put his hands together and bowed down.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

"When you said I wasn't good enough for you, you were quite loud about it!" Zhang Chunhua suppressed a laugh but continued to intimidate.

Not only did she talk, she also took a kitchen knife and slashed at the tree trunk twice.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong..." Yan Jiekuang didn't want to apologize, but he really couldn't refuse to admit his mistake.

If this stalemate continues...
Even if Zhang Chunhua doesn't kill him, he'll either freeze to death or fall to his death.

“If you dare to cause any more trouble for me next time, I’d rather be widowed.” Zhang Chunhua brandished the kitchen knife again, threateningly saying this to the knife above.

After saying this, Zhang Chunhua put away the kitchen knife and went into the inner room.

That's when I finally got my revenge.

When she reached the door, she looked back and saw Yan Jiekuang still sitting on the tree branch.

He couldn't help but laugh and scold, "What are you doing? Are you sitting up there waiting to eat dates?"

"Wife, I can't move!"
"It's so high, I don't dare to go down," Yan Jiekuang said with a mournful face.

"Then you can stay upstairs!" Zhang Chunhua ignored him completely, lifted the curtain, and went into the room.

She knew perfectly well that someone was offering Yan Jiekuang a way out.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the house...

The courtyard gate was opened again with a bang.

The leader of the group entered first. He glanced at Yan Jiekuang, snorted coldly, and walked towards the woodshed.

The third brother, who was the last to enter, walked to the jujube tree and teased Yan Jiekuang, "Brother-in-law, want to eat some jujubes?"
Why didn't you tell us?

We have some at home.

Those few dates on the treetop are for the magpies to eat during the winter.

"Alright, alright, put the ladder up and let your brother-in-law come down." His impatient scolding came from behind, and a bamboo ladder was leaned against the jujube tree.

When Yan Jiekuang finally reached the bottom of the ladder, he heard the eldest son of the Zhang family, who was holding the ladder, say, "Brother-in-law, this time, our Zhang family is handing you a ladder."

There won't be a next time.

If you take the wrong path again and end up falling to your death or serious injury, then you can only blame yourself.

Don't think that just because you're from the capital city, you're any more noble than us people from the suburbs.

It has truly reached the point where things are beyond repair.

"I'd rather die than let your Yan family lose a single descendant who studies abroad."

These words, spoken by the eldest son of the Zhang family, were not particularly loud.

His expression was calm, as if he were having a heart-to-heart talk with Yan Jiekuang.

But Yan Jiekuang was trembling even more violently than when he was sitting on the tree branch.

He knew he had better keep Zhang's eldest son's words in mind.

Otherwise, the way the three Zhang brothers looked at him would be something he would remember for a lifetime.

All of Yan Jiekuang's reluctance vanished.

He felt perfectly clear-headed. (End of Chapter)