Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

Author: Meng Yan Gui Xu

Summary:

Original title: Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

Alias: I, Wang Lin, refuse to donate to beasts.

Tags: Male-oriented derivative, Time travel, System, Historical fiction, Courtyard house, Fan fiction, Soul transmigration

Main character: Wang Lin

Synopsis: Wang Lin stayed up all night watching dramas and ended up in the world of "Birds in the Courtyard"! He was bound to the Infinite Sign-in System!

The self-proclaimed "Moral God" Yi Zhonghai only has eyes for his adopted son, the sycophantic war god He Yuzhu! As long as I have no morals, then morality cannot bind me!

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, is a petty opportunist who only wants to become an official! Strict discipline produces filial sons! Filial piety breeds strength!

Yan Bugui, the third uncle of Gui San, schemed to freeload off his children! He tried to outsmart Wang Lin but was outsmarted by Wang Lin instead!

You bloodsucking white lotus, Qin Huairu, are playing the victim! Then tear off your veil of shame! Let your sob story become genuine misery!

He Yuzhu, the "simp god of war," charges into battle for love! His will to fight is unwavering! He's ready to die for his cause!

Green tea He Yushui looked at Wang Lin, who had changed his mind! Every day she was either regretting it or on her way to regretting it!

Punch the treacherous Baiyanlang Banggeng, kick the sorcerer Jia Zhangshi who was summoning spirits!

With his left hand, he flips over roast duck and roast chicken; with his right hand, he flips over Coke and Sprite.

Achieve food freedom by planting in the spirit world through your personal space!

As soon as the door is closed, delicious food is fed to the two adorable twin "beast" sisters in the house!

Chapter 1: Birds Fill the Courtyard, Infinite Sign-in System!

"The reason for today's hospital-wide meeting is this: Xu Damao's family had a chicken stolen. Meanwhile, someone else had a chicken stewing on their stove. Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it isn't. I discussed it with Uncle Yi and Uncle San, and we decided to hold this hospital-wide meeting. Now, please welcome Uncle Yi, the most senior member of our hospital, to preside over the meeting." A plump, fair-skinned old man explained the reason for the hospital-wide meeting.

"Let's not talk about anything else, He Yuzhu, tell the truth, did you steal Xu Damao's chickens?" an old man asked in a strong voice.

"No! I'm not a thief! What chicken would I steal?" He Yuzhu sat on the stool with his hands in his pockets, looking completely aggrieved.

"Then let me ask you, where did your chickens come from?" Xu Damao pressed on relentlessly.

"I bought it!" He Yuzhu lied as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Where did you buy it?" Uncle Liu Haizhong continued to ask.

"I bought it at the market," He Yuzhu continued, making up another lie.

"Which market? Is it Dongdan Market or Chaoyang Market?" Uncle Yan Bugui, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked, as if he had grasped some key clue.

"Chaoyang Vegetable Market Street," He Yuzhu casually said without thinking.

“That’s not right,” Yan Bugui analyzed logically. “Even if you take the bus, it will take at least forty minutes round trip from here to Chaoyang Vegetable Market, not counting the time you spend buying and butchering the chicken. When do you get off work?”

He Yuzhu was speechless for a moment. He couldn't cover up the lie he had told, and could only subconsciously look at Qin Huairu.

When Qin Huairu saw He Yuzhu looking at her, she immediately looked away and avoided eye contact. She anxiously prayed that He Yuzhu would take the blame for this, otherwise the truth about Bang Geng would be exposed.

As everyone in the courtyard fell into a brief silence of thought, a tall, thin, and handsome young man of about seventeen or eighteen, sitting on a bench, shuddered and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn! Isn't this the opening scene of the TV series 'Full House of Love' where they steal chickens? So I've transmigrated? And it's a soul transmigration."

Despite the throbbing headache, Wang Lin sorted through the original owner's memories and discovered that this guy, besides sharing the same name as him, was also a loyal simp for He Yuzhu's sister, He Yushui!

He's lusting after her beauty! Pah! Shameless!

The original owner's father was a martyr, and his mother suffered from chronic fatigue and died in an accident two years ago while working at a steel mill. All that was left for him was a house of less than 70 square meters and two adorable five-year-old sisters.

In the past two years, he has managed to barely survive on the martyr's allowance and the compensation from the steel mill. Unfortunately, the original owner was attracted to He Yushui's beauty, and he used his monthly martyr's allowance to please her. As for whether his two younger sisters at home had enough to eat, he didn't care at all.

After Wang Lin finished receiving the original owner's memories, he wished he could kick this guy to death!

In this extraordinary era where everyone is starving and freezing, racking their brains just to survive, to be a sycophant is absolutely a death wish!

Wang Lin kept calling out in his mind, "System, System Master, System Brother, System Grandpa?"

"Ding! The Infinite Sign-in System has finished loading. Host, would you like to sign in?"

Upon hearing the voice in his mind, Wang Lin almost jumped up and danced with joy. As a member of the soul-transmigration army with a system, his uneasy heart calmed down.

"Master, please introduce yourself first."

"Hello, host! This system is a sign-in system. You can sign in once a day. The rewards are random. Weekly, monthly, yearly, and holiday sign-ins will have more generous rewards. The system reserves the right of final interpretation. Explanation complete."

Wang Lin never expected that his system would be a sign-in system, and it seemed that there were no tasks involved, allowing him to do whatever he wanted!

"Master, sign in!"

“叮咚！恭喜宿主首次签到情满四合院世界，首次获得随身空间灵界X1、精品大米X10袋、精品面粉X10袋、新鲜砂糖橘X10箱、随机口味泡面X10箱、可乐X10箱、倒霉符X3、幸运符X3、洗髓丹X1。奖励已发放系统仓库，宿主随时可以提取。”

"Master, first extract the spirit realm from your personal space."

"Ding! Extraction successful! Binding successful! Sole host: Wang Lin. Host consciousness may freely enter and exit."

"Enter the spirit realm," Wang Lin murmured.

Soon, his consciousness instantly entered a misty world, in front of him were ten acres of fertile black soil, a clear and inexhaustible spring pond, and a wooden house with a courtyard that could depict the seasons.

"Notice: No seeds were detected in the spirit world, so one-click planting is not possible."

After reading the Spirit Realm Handbook, Wang Lin became even more excited. This Spirit Realm was somewhat similar to the QQ Farm game he played in his previous life. It allowed for one-click planting and harvesting, and crops could be harvested every ten days. As long as you planted or harvested, there was a chance to get growth fertilizer. In short, there were constant little surprises.

"As long as we have seeds, we won't have to worry about food and drink in the future, and who knows, we might even be able to contribute to the country."

Looking at the land and spring pond before him, Wang Lin knew he would soon be a wealthy man with land and fields.

After surveying the spirit realm, Wang Lin withdrew from it. After all, he didn't have any seeds in hand and couldn't plant them for the time being, so he could only leave the space and continue watching the show.

After a long silence, Liu Haizhong deliberately said, "Maybe there's another possibility! The chicken at Shazhu's house doesn't belong to Xu Damao. Everyone knows that Shazhu is the cook at the canteen of our Third Steel Rolling Mill. Maybe the chicken was brought back from the canteen."

Although He Yuzhu was sometimes stubborn and inflexible, and not easily swayed, he wasn't always truly stupid. He quickly tried to explain, "Hehehe, Second Uncle, don't bring that up. Stealing one chicken from Xu Damao is fine, but stealing one chicken from the factory is considered theft of public property. Instead of holding a meeting here, we'll hold a factory-wide criticism meeting."

The old shrewd Uncle Yan Bugui smirked and crossed his arms meaningfully, saying, "That depends on how you look at it. Sha Zhu, let me ask you, every day after get off work you carry a net bag with a lunchbox inside. What's inside that?"

He Yuzhu was about to lie when his good godfather, "Moral Venerable" Yi Zhonghai, immediately changed the subject, saying, "The factory's affairs are the factory's affairs, and our compound's affairs are the compound's affairs. He Yuzhu, I'll give you one more chance. Did you steal Xu Damao's chickens?"

The old man, Yi Zhonghai, spoke with a hidden meaning, seemingly wanting He Yuzhu to admit to the crime of stealing chickens.

Uncle Yan Bugui wisely refrained from pressing the matter further, as he didn't want to be schemed against and retaliated against by Yi Zhonghai in the future.

Anyone with eyes could see that Yi Zhonghai was favoring He Yuzhu, but no one dared to speak out. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, and they would still have to live in this complicated courtyard house in the future.

He Yuzhu couldn't bear Qin Huairu's pitiful, tearful appearance. For the sake of his beloved woman, he gritted his teeth and said manly, "Even if I stole it, I'll pay whatever it costs."

"What do you mean 'even if'? Did you steal it or not?"

"Exactly, they deny it one minute and admit it the next."

The residents of the surrounding compound were unhappy and started discussing it.

The old man Yi Zhonghai, known as the Moral Celestial Venerable, casually asked, "He Yuzhu, have you been having another argument with Xu Damao lately?"

He Yuzhu's mind raced, and he replied, "Yes, it's because Da Mao was telling our cafeteria director that I had an improper relationship with Qin Huairu from our college, and he couldn't stand it, so he stole their chickens."

Lou Xiao'e, Xu Damao's wife, slapped Xu Damao's shoulder twice and scolded him, "How can you talk nonsense in the factory?"

Xu Damao hadn't expected things to suddenly escalate to this point. Feeling guilty, he said uncertainly, "I drank too much and don't remember."

Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes at Xu Damao and said irritably, "All you do is drink. You might as well drink yourself to death."

At this point, an elderly man named Yi Zhonghai continued to speak up in defense of He Yuzhu, saying, "Everyone, this is not a matter of morality, but of retaliation and seeking revenge. I hope this is the first and last time for He Yuzhu. Let us all take this as a lesson. Neighbors should help each other and not retaliate against one another."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu knew that he was probably alright, so he stopped being nervous and started acting nonchalant, even raising his eyebrows and winking at Xu Damao several times.

"This scoundrel is so arrogant even when he steals chickens." Xu Damao was so angry that he almost jumped up to fight.

Chapter 2: Still trying to fleece me? Then pay me back first!

Uncle Liu Haizhong saw that Yi Zhonghai had described a serious theft as a minor act of retaliation. He wanted to say something, but when he saw the warning look in Yi Zhonghai's eyes, he immediately fell silent.

Although Liu Haizhong was ambitious for officialdom, Yi Zhonghai could easily control him, whether in the courtyard or the factory, because he had limited intelligence, was a fence-sitter, and had the characteristics of a petty person. In order to avoid being harassed in his life and work, he had no choice but to tolerate it.

Xu Damao stated his bottom line: "Uncle, that chicken is an old hen that lays eggs! I plan to raise it until the end of the year to help E'zi recover from childbirth, so we can't just let it go like this."

Upon hearing the words "laying eggs" and "postpartum confinement," He Yuzhu immediately retorted sarcastically, "Don't talk nonsense. Hens can lay eggs, but you can't lay any eggs at all. If you could lay eggs, you would have done it long ago. You've been married for years."

"Hahaha! That's right!"

The residents of the surrounding compound burst into laughter.

"He Yuzhu, you bastard!" Lou Xiao'e shouted angrily, demanding compensation. "You have to pay us two yuan! That's a laying hen!"

Uncle Yan Bugui suggested, "Since He Yuzhu stole the chicken, let's compensate Xu Damao with five yuan."

"What?" He Yuzhu wondered if he had misheard. After all, a chicken at the market only cost one yuan!

"The divine horse is in the sky!" Uncle Liu Haizhong decided, "I think this is how it is. Uncle Yi, please give your opinion."

When the ball was passed back to him, the old man Yi Zhonghai did not rush to express his opinion.

At this moment, Qin Huairu couldn't sit still any longer and said urgently, "Second Uncle, this five yuan is too much. It's enough for the two of us to eat for a month."

If He Yuzhu gives Xu Damao five yuan in compensation, how will she continue to exploit He Yuzhu, this sycophant, this month?

Liu Haizhong said with a smile that concealed a dagger, "Shazhu's monthly salary is thirty-seven yuan and fifty cents. Anyway, he only has himself to eat and no one else to worry about. Consider this a profound lesson for him."

Yi Zhonghai thought Liu Haizhong's words made sense. After all, it wasn't him who was taking the blame and getting paid, so he should give Liu Haizhong, his second uncle, some face. So he slammed his hand on the table and said authoritatively, "It's settled then. Meeting adjourned." As he left, he said with a look of disappointment, "Serves you right."

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, the residents of the surrounding courtyards picked up their small stools and prepared to go home.

Just as Wang Lin was about to carry his little stool home to feed the two "mythical beasts," He Yuzhu quickly stepped forward, grabbed Wang Lin's shoulder, and said familiarly, "Wang Lin, the factory hasn't paid wages this month yet, can you lend me five yuan?"

"What?!" Wang Lin's eyes widened in disbelief. He Yuzhu, this pure-hearted, devoted, and doting war god, actually wanted to borrow money from an orphan like him? How could he have the nerve to ask? Didn't he have a conscience?

Through the original owner's memories, Wang Lin discovered that He Yuzhu had borrowed money from him many times, but had never paid it back. He was just taking advantage of Wang Lin's affection for his sister, He Yushui.

"Wang Lin, don't lend it to Sha Zhu, he's never paid you back."

Although Xu Damao was a wicked man, he was the most clear-headed person in the courtyard. After Sha Zhu was driven out of the house by Bang Geng and froze to death under the bridge, it was Xu Damao who collected his body.

"That's right, Wang Lin, don't mind Sha Zhu." Lou Xiao'e stepped forward and slapped He Yuzhu's hand away from Wang Lin's arm, scolding, "Sha Zhu! You're a grown man! How dare you ask others for money? Have you no shame?"