The Courtyard House: The story begins with He Yuzhu beating up the White Widow.

Madam Jia nodded and said, "Of course!"

Zhen Xiyang sized up Jia Zhangshi and said, "Are you really her mother?! He wouldn't have told you about his transfer?!"

"What?!" Jia Zhangshi was dumbfounded. Recalling what Aunt Pang had just said, Jia Zhangshi's face changed drastically, and she asked, "When was he transferred?!"

Zhen Xiyang replied, "We're leaving today. If we go to the train station now, we might still make it in time to see him off."

"What?!" Jia Zhangshi was dumbfounded.

Zhang Huaisheng urged from the side, "Dalian, let's hurry to the train station! If Dongxu leaves, it will be very difficult for you and your son to meet again!"

Coming to her senses, Jia Zhangshi said, "Let's go! Let's go to the train station!"

After Jia Zhangshi and Zhang Huaisheng left, Jia Dongxu came out of the main gate. Jia Dongxu said, "Old Zhen, thank you for what you did earlier!"

Zhen Xiyang smiled and replied, "Dongxu, given our relationship, this is nothing." He then asked, "Are you really planning to leave Beijing?!"

Jia Dongxu said, "This place brings me too many bad memories. Rather than staying here and being sad, it's better to start a new life somewhere else. Besides, this trip won't be too long. They said I'll be back in five years. When I get back, let's have a good get-together!"

"Okay! I'll wait for you!" After saying that, Zhen Xiyang reached out and patted Jia Dongxu on the shoulder, reminding him, "Be careful out there by yourself!"

"I understand!" Jia Dongxu said, walking past Zhen Xiyang.

After Jia Dongxu left, Zhen Xiyang's colleague Fan Debiao asked, "Old Zhen, was that Jia Dongxu just now?!"

"Yes!" Zhen Xiyang replied, adding, "This kid is also a man with a tragic fate."

Fan Debiao looked at Zhen Xiyang with a puzzled expression. Zhen Xiyang then told Fan Debiao about some of the things that had happened in the courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang over the years.

Fan Debiao exclaimed in surprise, "This courtyard is too eerie! How can there be so many demons and monsters here?!"

Zhen Xiyang said, "To be honest, all these things were done by Jia Dongxu's former master, Yi Zhonghai, a senior fitter in our factory, in order to retire."

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Jia Dongxu was afraid that Jia Zhangshi would return, so he unconsciously quickened his pace. What normally took half an hour, Jia Dongxu covered in just twenty minutes.

When Aunt Pang saw Jia Dongxu return, she said, "Dongxu, your mother came to our yard with a man. She said she was going to the factory to look for you." Then she asked, "Did you two see each other?!"

Jia Dongxu replied, "Auntie Pang, we didn't see her. I came back to pack my things. I signed up to go to another city for construction work. I'm leaving soon. I've returned my house to the factory." With that, Jia Dongxu strode into the courtyard, took out his key, and unlocked the door. After entering the house, Jia Dongxu began packing his things.

They say even a poor family can be wealthy, and Jia Dongxu initially thought his house wasn't big and he wouldn't have too much stuff. Unexpectedly, the more he tidied up, the more stuff he found. Left with no other choice, Jia Dongxu could only take the essentials. After working for about half an hour, Jia Dongxu finally finished tidying up. He went out and called a waiter to come back and load the things into the car.

As Wobo loaded the last package onto the cart, Jia Dongxu couldn't help but look back at the home he had lived in for over thirty years, sighed deeply, and quickly walked out of the yard.

After Jia Dongxu left, Liu Gen's wife said, "That Jia Dongxu is so pitiful! He was forced to leave his hometown."

"Yes!" Aunt Pang agreed, muttering, "I hope he can live a good life somewhere else."

Jia Zhangshi and Zhang Huaisheng hurried and finally arrived at the train station. They followed the passengers onto the platform. After searching for a while, they couldn't find Jia Dongxu. Jia Zhangshi plopped down on the platform floor and burst into tears. Zhang Huaisheng tried to comfort her, but no matter how much he tried, Jia Zhangshi wouldn't listen. Perhaps exhausted from trying, Zhang Huaisheng simply stopped crying. After a while, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Jia Zhangshi stopped crying.

Madam Jia wiped away her tears and said, "Brother Huaisheng, you've seen it too. My son doesn't care about me anymore. I can only rely on you from now on. You can't do anything to betray me!" After saying that, Madam Jia habitually touched her belly.

Zhang Huaisheng assured her confidently, "Dalian, don't worry! I will definitely treat you well." Then, changing the subject, he continued, "But you know the situation in the village. If we go back to the village now, it probably won't be easy to raise our child well with the meager wages we earn."

Madam Jia sighed and said, "I came to the city to find Dongxu because I wanted him to transfer your job to you, or at least help you find a temporary job in the city. Now that he's gone, there's nothing I can do."

Zhang Huaisheng reminded her, "Dalian, Dongxu is gone, what will happen to the house in the city?!"

Upon hearing the word "house," Jia Zhangshi's eyes lit up immediately. She hurriedly said, "Let's go! Let's quickly go to the yard and claim the house. Otherwise, it won't be ours if we're too late!" With that, Jia Zhangshi nimbly got up from the ground and was about to walk outside. Zhang Huai, fearing that something might happen to Jia Zhangshi, immediately chased after her and helped her walk out of the train station.

When Jia Zhangshi led Zhang Huaisheng to the entrance of courtyard number 95, they saw a large group of people carrying things into the courtyard. Aunt Pang, who was chatting with a new neighbor, saw Jia Zhangshi and immediately walked up to her, asking, "What are you two doing here again?!"

Madam Jia replied, "My son lives here, what's wrong with me coming to see him?!"

The plump auntie said, "Your son has already gone to work in another city. He's also given up the house. The factory has allocated the house to other people."

"What?!" Jia Zhangshi's face twisted into a ferocious expression as she asked, "They divided my house?! On what grounds?!"

The plump auntie said, "Right after Liberation, Yi Zhonghai wanted you to buy the house. You disagreed, thinking it wasn't worth wasting money. What?! Now you regret it?! Too late!"

Standing to the side, Zhang Huaisheng, after hearing Aunt Pang's words, knew his scheme had failed. His only hope was the five yuan Jia Dongxu sent to Jia Zhangshi every month without fail. Zhang Huaisheng's eyes darted around, unconsciously glancing at Jia Zhangshi's belly, and then a wicked thought surged into his mind. He quickly suppressed the terrifying thought, offered Jia Zhangshi a few words of advice, and then left with her.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu returned home from get off work and saw several strangers living in the west wing. He Yuzhu assumed they were relatives of the Jia family and didn't think much of it. He parked his bicycle and went to the kitchen to cook dinner.