Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After being beaten a few times by Wang Feng and Qin Jingru, Jia Zhangshi no longer dared to cause them any trouble. Wang Feng and Qin Jingru were really good at beating people, and they beat them particularly badly.

The problem is that even if her whole family were together, they couldn't beat Wang Feng and Qin Jingru, which left her feeling helpless.

Unable to deal with Wang Feng and Qin Jingru, Jia Zhangshi immediately turned her attention to Qin Huairu. Her triangular eyes glared fiercely at Qin Huairu, and she pointed at her, cursing loudly:

"Qin Huairu, you jinx! My Dongxu is so unlucky to have married you."

"Tell me, what good are you? Qin Jingru is your own cousin. You can't even handle your own cousin, what good are you? Now that Qin Jingru and that little bastard Wang Feng are getting such high salaries, not only can you not get a single benefit from her family, but now, that bitch Qin Jingru is even cooking for Dongxu?"

Qin Huairu said with a wronged expression, "Mom, this was dried by Jingru, what does it have to do with me?"

"You jinx, how dare you talk back?"

As she spoke, Madam Jia began pinching Qin Huairu hard, cursing as she did so:

"I'll teach you to talk back, you useless piece of trash."

"You dare talk back, you jinx!"

"Waaaaah."

Qin Huairu wiped away her tears, rubbed her bruised and purple arm, and cried out in grievance.

"Mom, Jingru doesn't even want to talk to me anymore. What can I do?"

Madam Jia shouted, "I don't care! Qin Jingru is your cousin. If you can't handle Qin Jingru, see how I deal with you!"

"Go to that bastard Wang Feng's house right now and tell Qin Jingru not to cook for Dongxu anymore. From now on, when you see Dongxu serving food, you should give him more food. If that bitch Qin Jingru dares to cook for Dongxu again tomorrow, I'll make her pay."

"Waaaaah, Dongxu."

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Dongxu through tears, hoping he would speak up for her, but Jia Dongxu simply turned his head away, pretending not to see her.

Jia Dongxu is also helpless. It's already difficult enough for him to support such a large family on his own, and now Jingru is even cooking for him. He doesn't have any extra money to buy food, and he can't keep working on an empty stomach.

Seeing Jia Dongxu turn his head away indifferently, Qin Huairu completely gave up on him.

"Qin Huairu, you go to that bastard Wang Feng's house right now, you useless piece of trash."

Jia Zhangshi cursed loudly and pushed Qin Huairu out.

Qin Huairu wiped away her tears, glanced at the cold door of the Jia family's house, then looked towards Wang Feng's house. She took a deep breath, her eyes resolute as she walked towards Wang Feng's house and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Wang Feng and Qin Jingru had just finished eating when someone knocked on the door during mealtime. Both of them assumed that Qin Huairu had come to ask for meat again.

"Who is it?"

Qin Jingru didn't open the door; she asked loudly from inside the house.

"Jingru, it's your sister. Open the door, I have something to tell you."

Upon hearing Qin Huairu's voice, Wang Feng and Qin Jingru exchanged a glance. Qin Jingru then spoke loudly and impatiently:

"Qin Huairu, we don't have any meat at home."

Qin Huairu, standing outside the door, called out loudly, "Jingru, I'm not here for meat. I really have something to tell you. Open the door."

Hearing that it wasn't about meat, Wang Feng also wanted to know what Qin Huairu was up to, so he nodded towards Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru opened the door, and Qin Huairu was about to enter when Qin Jingru stopped her with a look of disgust.

"Qin Huairu, you stink like hell. Don't come in and piss off my Wang Feng. If you have something to say, just say it outside."

Qin Huairu took a deep breath and gave a stiff smile.

"Jingru, I'm your sister. Can't you treat me a little better? I know my mother-in-law wasn't very friendly to you before, but I couldn't help it. You have to understand your sister."

Qin Jingru said impatiently, "Qin Huairu, what's the point of you always saying this? Do you have something to say or not? If not, I'm closing the door."

"Jingru, wait a minute."

Upon hearing Qin Jingru's intention to close the door, Qin Huairu immediately became anxious and quickly cut to the chase:

"Jingru, Dongxu told me today that you've been flipping the wok for him in the cafeteria these past two days. We're family, so could you please stop flipping the wok for Dongxu in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Jingru's face instantly darkened.

"Qin Huairu, I didn't stir-fry Jia Dongxu. Whether you believe it or not, if Jia Dongxu is not satisfied, he can eat in another cafeteria or report it to the leaders."

After saying that, without giving Qin Huairu a chance to speak, he slammed the door shut.

"Bang bang bang".

Qin Huairu pounded on the door, pleading, "Jingru, please open the door! I'm begging you, please don't cook for Dongxu anymore, okay?"

"Bang bang bang".

"Jingru, you were cooking for Dongxu. My mother-in-law said you're my cousin and she's blaming me for this. If you continue cooking for Dongxu tomorrow, my mother-in-law definitely won't let me off easily. Please help your sister out."

"Jingru, I know you didn't mean to toss the food for Dongxu. Please help me out. Tomorrow, tell the kitchen staff to give Dongxu extra food when they see him, okay?"

"Waaaaah, Jingru, I'm begging you, are you just going to stand by and watch your sister get bullied?"

Qin Huairu cried outside the door for a long time, feeling wronged, but Jingru inside the house still didn't respond at all, which made her heart sink.

She felt extremely wronged. Qin Jingru was cooking for Jia Dongxu, what did that have to do with her? Why was she always blamed for everything that went wrong at home? And why was she used as a punching bag?

Qin Huairu left dejectedly, her heart completely dead. Why was there no one who understood her or cared about her?

She used to be able to confide in Yi Zhonghai, but now Yi Zhonghai, for some reason, ignores her.

Oh right, Sha Zhu, she still has Sha Zhu. After thinking it over, the only person who is truly good to her is Sha Zhu.

Thinking of this, she hurried toward Sha Zhu's house, but then she remembered that Jia Zhangshi was still watching her from the window, so she stopped and walked toward Jia's house dejectedly.

Yi Zhonghai watched from his window the whole time as Qin Huairu suffered at the hands of Qin Jingru, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Qin Jingru tossed the food in the pan for him. Although he was a little angry, he didn't really care. At worst, he would just have to pay extra for the food. As a level eight worker, he could afford that amount of money.

Moreover, as an eighth-grade worker, his work is not very tiring. When there are no eighth-grade workpieces to process, he spends most of his time teaching others.

Besides, Sha Zhu will be going to work in the kitchen in a couple of days, and he believes that with Sha Zhu's cooking skills, he will definitely be able to drive Qin Jingru out of the kitchen.

He couldn't believe that Sha Zhu, a chef who had been cooking since childhood, was not as good a cook as Qin Jingru, a country girl.

Even if Qin Jingru flips the wok, how many times can she do it? Let her be smug for a few more days.