Courtyard House: Jia Zhangshi! How dare you hit my sister?

After arriving in the backyard and having a simple breakfast with Qin Huairu, Qin Huai'an prepared to go out.

He instructed his sister:

"Sister, I'm going out now. Don't forget what we talked about yesterday; bring the grain back today."

Qin Huairu nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Huai'an. I'll tidy up the house and then go."

Qin Huai'an then pushed open the door and went out.

I ran into Xu Damao as soon as I stepped out.

The guy leaned closer and started a conversation:

"Hey, brother from Huai'an, heading out?"

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. Qin Huai'an nodded: "Okay, let's go."

Xu Damao readily replied, "That would be great, shall we go together?"

Qin Huai'an didn't say much, and the two walked out together.

Two boys, barely out of school, followed behind—Qin Huai'an glanced at them and recognized them as the brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

He had a deep impression of these two brothers because last night, just as he lay down, he heard howling and screaming from the next room, guessing that Liu Haizhong had given them a good beating again.

This is considered a "regular feature" of the courtyard house.

Xu Damao chimed in from the side, "By the way, brother Huai'an, are you going to work today too?"

Qin Huai'an waved his hand: "No, I'm not reporting for duty until the day after tomorrow. I have some errands to run today."

Xu Damao said "Oh," and then asked:

"Hey, is it convenient to ask? Brother from Huai'an, which factory did you get assigned to?"

"Textile factory."

Xu Damao's eyes lit up: "Wow! A textile factory is a great place!"

Qin Huai'an raised an eyebrow slightly: "What do you mean by that?"

Xu Damao winked and lowered his voice:

"There are many female workers in that factory, and quite a few of them are pretty! Judging by your age, you're probably still single, aren't you?"

"Go there, and your personal life might be resolved in a couple of months."

After saying that, he clicked his tongue twice, and his lewd manner made Qin Huai'an laugh—in the entire courtyard, who could compare to Xu Damao when it came to coaxing women?

Otherwise, how could he be called "First Blood Master"?

Qin Huai'an had heard about the large number of female workers in textile factories.

However, we'll only know the specifics when we get there. So he didn't respond to that question.

As they talked, they walked to the front yard.

Just then, they saw Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu, and Jia Dongxu step out of the front gate.

Upon seeing Jia Dongxu, Qin Huai'an's anger flared up instantly—this bastard clearly hadn't been taught a lesson; he even dared to block the door and curse yesterday.

He immediately decided to cause trouble, and suddenly shouted:

"Jia Dongxu!"

This shout came out of nowhere and startled Xu Damao, who was standing next to him.

The three people in front also suddenly stopped in their tracks, and many people in the courtyard who were washing up or busy looked over.

Jia Dongxu turned around and saw Qin Huai'an; his heart skipped a beat.

But then she thought, we just had a fight yesterday, and I haven't provoked him today, so it should be... okay?

He stiffened his neck and asked, "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Qin Huai'an walked unhurriedly to the door, looking down at Jia Dongxu: "I have something to ask you."

Jia Dongxu frowned—he couldn't figure out what Qin Huai'an was up to, but he still braced himself and said:

"What's up? Tell me."

Qin Huai'an then spoke: "Which foot stepped over the threshold first when you left home today?"

Jia Dongxu: "?"

Not only was Jia Dongxu stunned, but the people at the door also looked at each other blankly, and the neighbors in the front yard who had been listening intently were also completely bewildered.

What kind of question is this?

Qin Huai'an's face darkened when he saw that he didn't answer:

"Hey! I'm asking you a question, which foot stepped over the threshold first?"

Startled by the shout, Jia Dongxu pointed at the threshold and asked, "You...you mean this?"

"Otherwise what?"

Jia Dongxu, holding his breath, said:

"No... what kind of question is that? How would I remember which foot stepped in first?"

"Snapped!"

Qin Huai'an raised his hand and slapped Jia Dongxu, sending him spinning halfway around. He cursed as he did so.

"Damn it! How dare you talk to me like that?"

"What attitude?"

Jia Dongxu covered his instantly swollen face and stared at Qin Huai'an in disbelief—this was the third time he had been beaten in less than 24 hours since they met!

Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, standing nearby, wisely kept quiet.

They finally understood: this guy... he really meant to act without hesitation.

With so many people watching, if I say anything out of turn, I might get hit a couple more times. Not only would I lose face, but it wouldn't be worth it either.

Jia Dongxu was trembling with anger, but when he thought about how even the police station couldn't do anything about him yesterday, and how the local police officer even chatted with him when he left... it was obvious that there was a connection behind it.

If you can't beat them in a fight and you can't win a lawsuit, what else can you do?

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and bear it, mumbling:

"Shouldn't...the right foot step forward first?"

"Snapped!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qin Huai'an slapped him again, this time on the left cheek.

Now... both sides are symmetrical.

Jia Dongxu was completely stunned, pointing at Qin Huai'an, his voice trembling:

"No... Qin Huai'an, what do you mean? I've already answered you, so why are you hitting me?"

Qin Huai'an glared at him:

"Who the hell told you to use your right foot first?"

"If I don't hit you, who will I hit?"

After saying that, he ignored Jia Dongxu's reaction and walked away on his own—he just wanted to find an excuse to beat someone up.

That bastard dared to block the door and curse in the street yesterday; he was clearly too lenient with the punishment.

He refused to believe that he couldn't deal with this bunch of bastards!

Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu are smart enough to be dealt with today; otherwise, they would have been taken care of together.

Qin Huai'an understood this very well—to "educate" these people, he had to give them a small beating every day and a big beating every three days.

He wanted to see who could outlast whom!

……

As soon as he left, the remaining people looked at each other, mouths agape, unable to recover for a long time.

Xu Damao, in particular, almost popped his eyes out—wasn't that right?

Is this a valid reason to hit someone?

That's way too damn domineering!

However, he was secretly pleased—finally, someone could deal with Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu, and Yi Zhonghai!

Moreover... Qin Huai'an's methods were more decisive and efficient than anyone he had ever seen.

The reason was absolutely flawless; he didn't even know how to describe the exhilarating feeling he had.

So, before anyone could react, Xu Damao had already hummed a little tune and swayed away first.

……

The onlookers in the front yard then began to whisper amongst themselves:

"That's a real devil!"

"Who can argue with that? It's too domineering!"

"Why does he have to meddle with which foot someone steps out the door first? He's meddling in everything, even people's bodily functions!"

"Hey, that's not right. This is clearly just looking for a fight with Jia Dongxu. Even if Jia Dongxu said he'd step in with his left foot first, he'd still get beaten up!"

"Hiss... What a madman! Jia Dongxu's not going to have a good time these days..."

Aside from these discussions, Yan Bugui silently turned around and went back into the house.

He stared at Yan Jiecheng and the others who were eating, and solemnly instructed them:

"Listen up, all of you—from now on, no one is allowed to mess with that girl in the backyard!"

"If you get into trouble, I can't protect you."