Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

The slight doubt that Cheng Shuhai had stirred up earlier had long been swept away by the huge sum of 500,000 yuan and his heartfelt words.

Qin Huairu, wiping away tears, repeatedly bowed to Yi Zhonghai, saying, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master..."

The neighbors in the courtyard were all talking about this touching scene of "deep affection between master and apprentice".

"Wow, Old Yi is really generous! He just gave away 500,000 like that!"

"Yes, he treats his apprentices exceptionally well, like his own son!"

"Jia Dongxu has a good mentor."

Hearing the praise around him, Yi Zhonghai smiled with satisfaction, but his heart was filled with joy.

Become!

That 500,000 was totally worth it!

Not only did he completely win over Jia Dongxu, but he also re-established his image as a "highly respected" figure in the hospital.

From now on, Jia Dongxu will definitely take good care of me in my old age!

The farce came to an end with Yi Zhonghai's "timely help".

With the money given to him by Yi Zhonghai, plus his own savings, Jia Dongxu, full of gratitude, followed the police and Qin Huairu onto the truck and headed to the hospital again.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Cheng Shuhai. Although there was still hatred in his eyes, there was no way to take revenge now!

The crowd in the courtyard gradually dispersed.

As they walked home, they continued to whisper among themselves.

"This is truly adding insult to injury for the Jia family."

"That's right. The men go in, the old ones are paralyzed, and all that's left is a young wife. How are they supposed to live like this?"

Do you think Qin Huairu will run away later?

"That's hard to say. Given the Jia family's situation, it wouldn't be surprising if they ran away!"

Everyone was talking, one after another.

Just when everyone in the courtyard thought the show was over and was preparing to go home, Sha Zhu and his sister He Yushui walked in from outside the courtyard.

The gloom of the past few days had vanished from Sha Zhu's face, replaced by a cheerful expression.

He held an envelope in his hand like a precious treasure, while holding He Yushui's hand with his other hand.

"Brother Cheng! Brother Cheng!"

Sha Zhu spotted Cheng Shuhai, who was about to enter the house, and immediately shouted loudly as he ran over.

His shout drew the attention of the neighbors who were just about to leave.

"Silly Zhu? What happened to him? Did he find some money?"

"I don't know, judging from how happy he is, it's probably something good."

Everyone stopped and looked over curiously.

Yi Zhonghai also stopped. He looked at the envelope in Sha Zhu's hand and felt a strange tightness in his heart.

A letter? Where did the letter come from?

A few days ago, Cheng Shuhai reminded Sha Zhu to check the mail at the post office. Could it be...?

A bad feeling rose in Yi Zhonghai's heart.

He Daqing wrote so quickly?

"Brother Cheng!" Sha Zhu ran up to Cheng Shuhai, waving the envelope in his hand like a treasure, grinning from ear to ear.

"Guess what? My dad wrote! I just picked it up from the post office today!"

He Daqing wrote a letter?!

These words caused another small commotion in the courtyard.

I never expected that after only a few days, they would actually send a letter back?

Cheng Shuhai was also a little surprised.

He glanced at the letter in Sha Zhu's hand, then glanced at Yi Zhonghai not far away, seemingly casually.

How many of He Daqing's letters did Yi Zhonghai intercept in the TV series?

If I hadn't reminded Sha Zhu in advance and told him to check at the post office himself, this letter probably wouldn't have reached Sha Zhu's hands.

Cheng Shuhai sneered inwardly, but outwardly remained calm as he asked, "Oh? What did your father say in the letter?"

"What did your dad say? Read it aloud so everyone can hear!"

Before Sha Zhu could even speak, Yan Bugui couldn't contain himself any longer. He pushed up his glasses and leaned over with a look of great concern.

Everyone else in the courtyard perked up their ears, eager to know what that lecherous old man He Daqing had written in his letter.

Yi Zhonghai stood at the back of the crowd, his face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He stared intently at the letter in Sha Zhu's hand, cursing Cheng Shuhai a thousand times in his heart.

It's all Cheng Shuhai's fault! He's such a busybody!

If it weren't for him, this letter would be in my hands right now!

His original plan was to intercept He Daqing's letter and money once they arrived.

When the siblings, Sha Zhu and his sister, fall into dire straits and are left with no one to turn to, he will step in and use "his own" money to help them.

At that time, wouldn't Sha Zhu be grateful to him and obey his every word?

But now, it's all over!

Cheng Shuhai, that troublemaker, exposed his plan with just one sentence.

Sha Zhu went to the post office and got the letter himself, so he had no chance to tamper with it anymore.

Yi Zhonghai was seething with hatred inside, but he had to pretend to be nonchalant.

"Brother Cheng, my dad said in the letter..."

Sha Zhu had no idea what these people in the courtyard, especially Yi Zhonghai, were thinking.

He was overjoyed. Holding the letter, he loudly told Cheng Shuhai, "My dad said he's settled down in Baoding and found a job in a canteen. He apologized to us and said he'll send 50,000 yuan back to me and Yushui each month for living expenses!"

"He also told me to take good care of Yushui and not to let my sister suffer!"

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he proudly waved the letter, as if his father hadn't run away with someone, but had gone out to do something important.

One person earns 50,000 coins a month.

Two people would cost 100,000 yuan!

This is no small sum of money.

It's worth noting that Jia Dongxu, as an apprentice at the steel rolling mill, only earned 180,000 yuan a month, which is equivalent to 18 yuan.

He Daqing sends 100,000 yuan back every month, which is enough for the brother and sister to eat and dress warmly.

"Wow, 100,000 yuan a month, that's quite a lot!"

"He Daqing, at least he's done something decent!"

Yan Bugui's wife, Yang Xiulian, put her hands on her hips and said sourly.

"You bet he really didn't want the two kids anymore."

"It seems he still cares about his two kids."

The neighbors in the courtyard were all talking at once, and most of them thought that He Daqing had handled the matter fairly well.

Cheng Shuhai nodded after listening.

Although He Daqing's character was questionable, he still had some affection for his child.

"That's good." Cheng Shuhai patted Sha Zhu on the shoulder. "Ten thousand yuan a month is enough for you two siblings to live on. You'd better work hard, learn the trade well, and take good care of your sister."

"Of course!" Sha Zhu patted his chest, looking confident. "Brother Cheng, don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of the rainwater!"

He Yushui also looked up at Cheng Shuhai with a sweet smile.

Sha Zhu now feels genuine admiration and gratitude towards Cheng Shuhai.

If Brother Cheng hadn't reminded him, he would never have thought to go to the post office to ask.

Perhaps he and his sister really will go hungry.

In his heart, Cheng Shuhai is now his backbone and his role model.

Both of us are raising our younger sisters, but Brother Cheng has managed to make such a thriving life, so I can't be any less successful!