Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Dark clouds loomed over the city, and white grass danced in the north wind as a carriage slowly entered Beiping City.

Liu Haizhong was fast asleep in the corner, not because he was physically tired, but because he was mentally exhausted.

In my dream, he was still the same boy he used to be, without changing in the slightest.

His parents stroked his head and smiled so kindly.

The smile behind her bangs in the wind and snow was so heartwarming.

With a thud, the carriage wheel hit a stone, forcibly waking Liu Haizhong from his dream.

He wanted to shout, to cry, but the cold north wind forced him back to his senses.

He stopped struggling and stared blankly at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

It turns out that deep down he longed for his parents' love so much.

Just consider that fantasy a dream; I was still moved even after waking up...

Tears silently streamed down her face.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Seeing his father's appearance, Liu Guangqi did not go forward to comfort him. He felt that men should learn to be strong and self-regulate.

Liu Guangtian was different. He could sense that his father was very sad. After all, it was already difficult for him not to break down after being treated like this by his own father and brother.

They clearly had a place in their hometown that could accommodate their family, yet the things they did were so hateful.

Whenever his mother, Wang Guilian, talks about the grievances she and his father suffered in their hometown, she bursts into tears, which makes her son very angry.

Seeing his father looking like this, he couldn't help but lean over and reach out to wipe away the tears on Liu Haizhong's face.

Liu Haizhong was stunned, looking at the second brother in front of him with some confusion and his gaze was somewhat evasive.

Liu Guangqi stared wide-eyed, feeling somewhat awkward.

Liu Guanghui grinned when he saw his cousin's actions.

Liu Guangtian didn't know why he did it; he didn't think too much about it and just wanted to wipe away his father's tears.

The old saying goes that a mother and child are of one heart, and a father and son are not necessarily enemies.

Seeing his father standing there motionless, Liu Guangtian recalled what Yan Bugui had taught him at school: when communicating with someone who was silent or embarrassed, he should not ask them directly, but rather give them a way out and speak tactfully.

This way, he wouldn't embarrass or anger the other person, so he smiled at his bangs:

"Dad, it's windy, and sand is blowing into your eyes. Let me blow it out for you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong's nose tingled, and he almost broke down again. Don't say that men don't need comforting; that's a load of rubbish.

Liu Haizhong was touched by his son. He sniffed, rubbed Liu Guangtian's head, and chuckled, "You little rascal, you've got sharp eyes."

"Hey, Dad, have some water." Liu Guangtian smiled when he saw his father's mood had improved, and handed him the water bottle.

"Okay." Liu Haizhong took the drink and drank a few sips, his eyes glancing at his eldest son before dimming slightly.

They're both sons, and the second one is only twelve years old but he's already so sensible. Why is the eldest one so blind?

Did you waste your time reading books?

However, Liu Haizhong didn't show it; his mood was complicated right now, and it wasn't the time to think about this.

When passing by the market, Liu Haizhong bought some meat to treat his cousin and his son that evening.

Since it's already evening, and it's not safe to go back to the countryside for more than two hours, we decided to let them stay overnight before they leave.

Furthermore, Liu Haizhong has already spread the word that he will help his nephew find a way to make a living in the city.

A man's word is his bond; once he says something, he must do it.

When he returned to the courtyard, the neighbors were all stunned. Didn't he say he was going back for a funeral? How come he went in the morning and came back in the afternoon?

When asked by his neighbors, Liu Haizhong didn't offer much explanation. The matter was too complicated to explain in a few days, so he simply made up an excuse to brush it off.

Although the neighbors were puzzled, they were too embarrassed to ask further unless Liu Haizhong told them.

Wang Guilian was happy to see her husband return, but she was also a little worried. She understood the situation the moment she saw how dirty the father and his two sons were.

He stood at his doorstep, pointed in the direction of his hometown, and started cursing loudly. In the end, he sat under the eaves and cried.

This action attracted the attention of the neighbors.

Aunt Yi was a sentimental person. Seeing Wang Guilian so heartbroken, she couldn't bear it. She brought out a stool from inside the house and asked Liu Guangqi and his brother to help Wang Guilian up.

"Gui Lian, the ground is cold, come sit on a chair. What happened? Didn't your husband say he was going back for a funeral? Why is he back?"

That's just how people are. When they feel wronged, they cry, but the more someone comforts them, the more unrestrained they become when they cry.

Wang Guilian wiped away her tears and began to recount the events of that year in great detail.

Li Jiuzhou, Shazhu, Xu Damao, Jia Dongxu, Dahu Erhu, Zhang Shihao and other young people leaned against the door of Xu Damao's house, smoking and listening to Wang Guilian tell stories.

The neighbors listened quietly, showing great understanding.

I learned from Wang Guilian that Liu Haizhong was the third child in his family and was unloved by his parents since childhood.

But he was ambitious and hardworking, and soon earned money, got married, and built a new house.

They thought life would continue to be prosperous, but unexpectedly, their parents not only joined forces with their two older brothers to occupy their house, but also drove them all away.

What grudge or hatred could lead someone to do this?

Having reached a dead end, Liu Haizhong took his wife and children to Beiping City. They endured hardships along the way to build their current fortune, which can be considered a sweet reward after suffering.

But the fact that the father and his two sons were beaten up when they returned to their hometown for a funeral is a bit too much.

The neighbors were furious when they heard this and started cursing, but at the same time they felt very sorry for Liu Haizhong.

"Damn, is this something a human would do?" Silly Pillar wasn't a bad person; on the contrary, he even had a sense of justice.

I felt extremely upset after hearing about Liu Haizhong's experience.

Xu Damao shook his head and shared his opinion: "It's not surprising. I often go to the countryside, and there are many dirty things happening there."

"I once went to a village to show a movie, and there was a widow who had slept with every man in the village."

"I was originally planning to stay overnight in this village, but after hearing this news, I immediately ran away."

Xu Damao still looked shaken after he finished speaking.

At this moment, Li Jiuzhou suddenly said, "Uncle Xu has suffered a huge loss."

"Why?" the people around him asked in unison, their faces showing curiosity.

Li Jiuzhou smiled and said, "Da Mao ran away overnight because he had his concerns. He couldn't mess around with women, which is good."

"If Uncle Xu goes, he'll have to stay for a few more days."

"Hahahaha..." The group laughed upon hearing this, and their laughter was quite lewd.

Xu Damao wasn't angry at Li Jiuzhou for making fun of his father; on the contrary, he remained calm.

"Guys, my dad didn't lose out. I told him about it when I got back, and you know what he said?"

"Da Mao, explain in detail..."

Xu Damao grinned lewdly: "My dad said that widow is very voluptuous..."

"Oh my..."

P.S.: There will be another chapter later, currently writing...