Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After being subjected to brutal torture, Zhang Jianlian confessed to everything.

He confessed everything clearly, including how he started playing with toy airplanes when he was thirteen and how he peeked at his sister taking a bath when he was fourteen.

The scandals also included information about other high-ranking leaders, including the home addresses of four other gangsters, their fathers' official positions, and their own secret stash of money.

He also confessed in great detail how many bribes he had accepted over the years and how many outrageous things he had done, taking advantage of his position.

Upon hearing Zhang Jianlian's confession, Wang Feng knew that if his father could raise a son like Zhang Daqiang, how could he possibly be a good person?

At this moment, Zhang Jianlian's hands were burned raw by the honeycomb briquettes, his fingernails were torn off, all his teeth were knocked out by Wang Feng, and even his stomach and chest were burned so badly that his intestines were about to burst open.

Zhang Jianlian's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was writhing on the ground in pain. He couldn't take it anymore. He just wanted Wang Feng to kill him quickly and had no more illusions.

As for Zhang Daqiang, he suffered even worse. He was literally tortured to death. Wang Feng not only cut off his hands and feet, but also burned him with honeycomb briquettes. Even his eyeballs were gouged out by Wang Feng. This is what happens when you try to take advantage of someone's woman.

Zhang Jianlian watched helplessly as his son died tragically before his eyes. He now hated Zhang Daqiang, that beastly son, to the core. If it weren't for Zhang Daqiang's betrayal, he wouldn't be in this predicament. Now, even dying is a luxury.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Wang Feng put Zhang Jianlian back into the spatial storage. If he found any discrepancies in the information later, or had other questions, he could release him again to ask.

To Wang Feng's surprise, Zhang Jianlian's wife had been dead for over a decade, and he had never remarried, showing deep affection for Zhang Daqiang's mother.

After storing Zhang Daqiang's body in a corner of the spatial warehouse, Wang Feng released the deaf old woman. The old woman was no longer of any value to him, so Wang Feng tortured her to death and stored her body in the spatial warehouse.

After leaving the space, Wang Feng took out his bicycle and headed towards Zhengyang Gate.

After dodging four joint defense teams along the way, Wang Feng arrived at a small courtyard near Zhengyangmen.

After scaling the wall and entering the courtyard, Wang Feng used his spiritual sense to explore and found five boxes in the basement of the courtyard.

Upon opening the boxes, one box was filled with large yellow croakers, another with small yellow croakers, and the remaining three boxes contained porcelain and calligraphy and paintings.

This time, a total of 168 large yellow croakers and 962 small yellow croakers were caught, totaling a little over 165 jin. As for the porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, Wang Feng couldn't understand them, so he could only put them away for now.

165 jin of gold—such a huge fortune! How many heinous things must Zhang Jianlian have done to accumulate such wealth?

It was past 3 a.m. when I got back to No. 95 Courtyard.

Wang Feng returned to the room, took off his clothes and hood, and found Qin Jingru fast asleep. He lifted the covers, lay down, hugged Qin Jingru's soft body, and fell into a deep sleep.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

When Wang Feng woke up, it was already past eight in the morning.

"Brother Wang Feng, you're awake! I've already steamed the buns. Go wash up and have breakfast."

"Um."

At the dinner table, Wang Feng ate a steamed bun and said to Qin Jingru:

"Jingru, we won't go to Courtyard No. 28 tonight. You can just go straight back to Courtyard No. 95 after get off work."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng, I understand."

After breakfast, Qin Jingru brewed a pot of tea for Wang Feng, and the two chatted for a while. When they saw that it was almost time, Qin Jingru went out.

As soon as she arrived at the pool in the middle courtyard, she saw Qin Huairu washing clothes. Qin Jingru originally didn't want to pay attention to Qin Huairu, but Qin Huairu called out to her.

"Jingru, I see you leave home at this time every morning. Did Wang Feng find you a job?"

Qin Jingru replied expressionlessly, "No, I'm just going out on errands. Is there anything you need?"

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Jingru, what's wrong with you? You don't even want to call me 'sister' anymore. We're cousins! When you were little, I used to play with you all the time. Have you forgotten all that?"

Qin Jingru waved her hand, somewhat impatiently saying, "Qin Huairu, so much has happened lately, tell me, can we still be sisters? What is it you want? Just say it."

"Jingru, I know my mother-in-law recently came back and offended you and Wang Feng. You know, my mother-in-law is just that kind of person who doesn't hold back her words. Please be more understanding. Besides, Jingru, my mother-in-law is my mother-in-law, and I am me. We're still good sisters, aren't we?"

"hehe."

Qin Jingru scoffed, "Qin Huairu, you say we're best friends, then let me ask you, where were you when your mother-in-law was scolding me? Where were you when she tried to hit me? You were clearly there, just watching your mother-in-law hit and scold me? If I didn't have some skills, I would have been bullied to death by your mother-in-law long ago."

Qin Huairu wanted to explain, but Qin Jingru raised her hand to interrupt her.

"Qin Huairu, I have to go out on business. Do you have something to do? If not, please move aside. I'm busy."

Qin Huairu pursed her lips, wiped away her tears, and looked pitiful. She looked at Qin Jingru and said:

"Jingru, it's like this, after my mother-in-law came back from prison, she found out that the sewing machine had been given to Aunt Wu as compensation, and she took her anger out on me. Now she only gives me one cornbread a day."

"Jingru, could you give me a few cornbread buns every day during this time? Once my mother-in-law calms down, things will be fine."

Just as Qin Jingru was about to refuse, Qin Huairu said again, "Jingru, no matter what, I am your cousin. We have the same grandfather. How can you bear to see me go hungry? I haven't eaten a single cornbread since last night, and my stomach is so hungry I can't stand it anymore."

Qin Jingru gave Qin Huairu a disdainful look and said sarcastically:

"Qin Huairu, I really don't know what you're thinking. Can't you stand up for yourself? Jia Zhangshi won't let you eat, beats you every day, and uses you as a punching bag. Can't you fight back? You're over twenty years old, do you think you can't beat that fat and short Jia Zhangshi?"

"If it were me, I'd beat Jia Zhangshi every day, and I guarantee she'd be as obedient as a dog. If you beat her until she's scared, would she dare bully you again?"

"Qin Huairu, are you worried that after you beat Jia Zhangshi, she'll make Jia Dongxu divorce you? Then you won't see Banggeng anymore. Let me tell you, Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu will absolutely not divorce you. Don't you think about it? With the Jia family's conditions, can they really marry a city girl? If he wanted to marry someone from the countryside, would he definitely find a better wife than you? Rather than that, it's better not to divorce you. Think about it carefully."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu fell into deep thought.

According to Jingru, it is indeed feasible.