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

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the courtyard came to life.

People were getting up early to empty their chamber pots, washing up at the public water taps, or getting ready for work... They gathered in twos and threes, whispering and gossiping. And the center of all their conversations was the "wedding of the century" that had taken place at the Jia family yesterday.

"Have you heard? Jia's new daughter-in-law kicked Jia Dongxu out of bed last night!"

An older woman carrying a spittoon spoke mysteriously to her companion.

"Really? I heard that Jia Dongxu didn't dare go to bed at all and slept on the floor all night!"

Another older woman retorted.

"Your information is outdated!" Xu Damao yawned, swaggering out of the backyard carrying a washbasin, a smug look on his face that said, "I know the inside story." "Let me tell you, the truth is, Jia Dongxu... he's no good!"

He deliberately pronounced the last two words softly and clearly, as if dropping a bombshell onto a calm lake.

"What?!"

"no?!"

Everyone around was stunned. They stopped what they were doing and stared wide-eyed at Xu Damao.

This news is a hundred times more explosive than yesterday's news combined!

"Absolutely true!"

"My buddies and I heard it with our own ears last night; there wasn't a single sound coming from inside!"

"Think about it, on your wedding night, how could a young, vigorous man be so well-behaved? The only explanation is that he was too stimulated, and his sexual function... hehe, has malfunctioned!"

Xu Damao embellished the description.

This well-reasoned "analysis" instantly convinced everyone to believe it to a great extent.

So, the word spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

The rumor that "Jia Dongxu is dying" spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the courtyard within just one hour. As it spread, it was constantly embellished and embellished, becoming increasingly bizarre.

Some say that Jia Dongxu was physically weak from a young age and was spoiled by Jia Zhangshi.

Some say that Jia Dongxu was so frightened by Cheng Shuhai's words yesterday that he has never recovered.

Some even say that Jia Zhangshi's constant calling of "Old Jia" transferred her deceased husband's yin energy to her son, causing Jia Dongxu to lack yang energy...

As Yi Zhonghai prepared to go to work with a sullen face, all he heard were these unbearable rumors and gossip.

"...You know, Jia Dongxu is really pitiful. He's so young, how come he's already failing..."

"Exactly! Marrying such a beautiful wife, only to be able to look at her but not touch her—isn't that just torture?"

"If you ask me, this is all Cheng Shuhai's fault! If he hadn't gone so far, would Jia Dongxu have suffered such a huge shock?"

Yi Zhonghai abruptly stopped, his face turning ashen.

Can't do it?

These three words were like three red-hot branding irons, fiercely searing his heart.

It also touched upon his inner secrets!

An unnamed rage surged wildly from the depths of Yi Zhonghai's heart.

He whirled around, his sharp gaze sweeping over the gossiping women: "What nonsense are you spouting! Watch your mouths! Anyone who dares to spread rumors and tarnish Dongxu's reputation will face my wrath!"

The women were so frightened by his shout that they shrank back, shut their mouths, and slunk away with their basins.

Yi Zhonghai's chest heaved violently as he forced himself to calm down and analyze the situation.

In his selfish and biased logic, the root of all problems points to one person—Cheng Shuhai!

If Cheng Shuhai hadn't refused to compromise, how could the wedding banquet have been ruined?

If Cheng Shuhai hadn't sent Jia Zhangshi to the Military Control Commission, how could Qin Huairu have fallen out with Dongxu?

If the young couple hadn't had a falling out, why would they be sleeping in separate beds, and why would such a deadly rumor have spread?

Ultimately, it was all because of this young man, Cheng Shuhai, who was too ruthless and did things too cruelly, showing no regard for neighborly relations, that he turned the Jia family upside down!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she found Cheng Shuhai repulsive.

Just then, the door to Cheng Shuhai's house creaked open.

Cheng Shuhai walked out looking refreshed, holding the hand of the bouncy Cheng Ling'er.

He slept exceptionally well last night. Before falling asleep, he made a point of checking out the blessed land space.

The potatoes and sweet potatoes planted during the day have grown into a large patch of lush green vines thanks to the increased time flow.

The feeling of being in control of everything and watching your wealth grow is simply wonderful.

I must buy some chicken, duck, and goose when I'm not busy today.

"Brother, I want to eat your egg pancakes this morning."

Cheng Ling'er tilted her little face up and said in a childish voice.

"Okay, no problem, I'll add an extra egg for you today."

Cheng Shuhai smiled and ruffled his sister's hair, feeling great.

He was carrying a washbasin, preparing to wash up, when he looked up and met Yi Zhonghai's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire.

His eyes were filled with resentment, anger, and an inexplicable sense of displaced rage, as if Cheng Shuhai were the enemy who had desecrated his family's ancestral graves.

Cheng Shuhai was stunned for a moment.

What's going on?

I did send Jia Zhangshi to jail yesterday, but that was her own fault. Even if Yi Zhonghai wanted to take sides, did he have to look at me with such a murderous gaze?

He frowned slightly, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

What's wrong with this old man so early in the morning?

Could it be because of Jia Zhangshi's matter?

Cheng Shuhai looked Yi Zhonghai up and down, wondering to himself if Yi Zhonghai had any secret dealings with Jia Zhangshi.

He was very skeptical of this!

Yi Zhonghai felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. Cheng Shuhai then looked away, went to the side to fetch water, and prepared to go home to wash up.

Just then, Jia Dongxu's furious roar rang out from the courtyard!

"Who the hell said I can't do it?!"

"I'm doing great!"

Jia Dongxu was furious.

However, everyone looked at him with a slight smile and nodded.

"Yes, yes, you can do it!"

"That's right, Dongxu, don't worry, we all believe in you!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with schadenfreude.