Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Qin Jingru graduated from junior high school but failed to get into a vocational school or high school, thus blocking her own path to success.

Then the only option is to stay in the countryside and farm.

Writing letters is a piece of cake for someone who has only graduated from junior high school.

She wrote two letters, one to Yan Jiecheng and the other to Liu Guangqi.

Of course, not only did she send a letter, but she also gave each person ten catties of sweet potatoes. Qin Jingru went all out.

This move stunned the whole family.

After all, taking food from home requires the parents' permission.

Her elder brother, Qin Jingdong, couldn't help but speak up:

"Little sister, are you crazy? We don't even have enough to eat for ourselves, and you want to give each of us ten pounds? This is ridiculous..."

Qin Jingru didn't argue with her older brother. A slight smile played on her lips as she pulled 10 yuan from her pocket and slapped it onto the octagonal table.

"Brother, it's just 20 jin of sweet potatoes, not even enough to fill a gap in our stomach. I can exchange them for much more money. I'm just asking you, how much money do you need to get married?"

Qin Jingdong scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment on his face:

"If you include your ten yuan, we're still five yuan short..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jingru waved her hand dismissively:

"Okay, I'll pay the remaining five dollars for you, on the condition that you don't interfere. You'll see how I get the money back for you."

Qin Ershan leisurely smoked his pipe, not even glancing at the money his youngest daughter had slapped on the table.

Her mother's face showed a hint of worry:

"Jingru, this isn't right, isn't it? You're scamming people!"

Qin Jingru instantly bristled when she heard her mother say that:

"Mom, how can you say that about me? How is that fraud? I was just venting to them. It was a consensual transaction, how can that be called fraud?"

"Our family has spent all our money building a new house for my older brother. Even thieves who break into our house leave a few cents behind."

"If I don't try to make some money, how much can I earn just by farming?"

"Don't interfere, I have my own way of handling this."

Her mother was still worried and asked Qin Ershan:

"Are you just going to let the girl do whatever she wants?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ershan exhaled a thick fog:

"Huai Ru is so smart. You can rest assured about the apprentices she teaches. Just listen to the girl and let her do her best. I'll cover for her if anything goes wrong."

Qin Jingru cheered and stepped forward to hug Qin Ershan's arm, starting to act coquettishly:

"Dad, I knew you'd spoil me the most."

Qin Ershan laughed heartily:

"That's right, you're Dad's precious girl. Mom and Dad will be relying on you from now on. I'm afraid we'll starve if we rely on your two older brothers."

Qin Jingru patted her chest and guaranteed:

"Dad, don't worry, once I get to the city, I'll make sure you and Mom live a good life."

"Okay, Dad is looking forward to your filial piety." Qin Ershan was very happy; he also had his own ambitions.

Big Brother Qin's daughter, Huai Ru, is so amazing! She married a wonderful son-in-law, the kind you couldn't find even with a lantern.

His daughter, Qin Ershan, is no less impressive; it's only a matter of time before she marries into the city, and he can afford to wait.

A week later, on the same day that Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill paid wages.

Liu Guangqi and Yan Jiecheng each received a letter from Qin Jingru, along with ten jin of sweet potatoes.

When the two unlucky guys saw the ten pounds of sweet potatoes, they were so moved that they almost shed tears.

This is the most precious gift I have ever received in my life, bar none.

During this special period, some people even sent them food.

Even ten pounds of sweet potatoes are extremely precious; they can save lives.

Liu Guangqi's hands were trembling as he opened the envelope.

"Brother Guangqi, it feels like I'm seeing you in person! I've missed you terribly these past few days, and I couldn't help but write to say hello!"

"The sweet potatoes at home are ripe. My little sister dug them up herself, and they're very sweet."

"There's nothing much in the countryside, but I hope my brother won't find this a poor little sister's gift."

Upon seeing this, Liu Guangqi couldn't help but shed tears of emotion, choking back sobs as he said:

"You don't mind at all, how could I possibly mind..."

Then came Qin Jingru's lament, saying that her family had emptied their savings to build a new house for her older brother and help him get married, and that life was not easy for them.

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"Finally, when my younger sister has time, she will go to the city to visit her elder brother."

"I hope you take good care of yourself, brother. Please convey my regards to your parents."

"Sister, Jingru!"

"Sigh..." Liu Guangqi put down the envelope, looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh.

Qin Jingru's letter can be said to have penetrated deep into Liu Guangqi's very bones.

He was a vocational school graduate. Although he liked Qin Jingru, he still looked down on her for coming from a rural background.

But this letter reveals so much.

The handwriting on this letter is clearly better than his; the strokes are light but elegant, clearly indicating that it was written by the young lady herself, and undoubtedly by Qin Jingru.

Liu Guangqi knew that she had only graduated from junior high school, so his initial resentment towards Qin Jingru disappeared.

He now truly feels that he has fallen in love with her, and is somewhat unable to extricate himself from it.

Why did he think that way? Because he wanted to send her all his newly received salary to help her solve all her difficulties!

Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangqi had the same experience; they read the letter while tears streamed down their faces and snot flowed down their noses.

I was deeply moved.

In the evening, Liu Guangqi returned home early, and he packed ten pounds of sweet potatoes tightly.

When Liu Haizhong got home, he saw a small pile of sweet potatoes on the table and was puzzled, so he asked his wife:

"Honey, why are these sweet potatoes on the table?"

Wang Guilian smiled and said, "Guangqi brought it back."

Liu Haizhong immediately became anxious upon hearing this, because today was payday at the factory:

"Son, what happened? Did you go and buy overpriced food?"

Liu Guangqi shook his head:

"Dad, this was sent to me by my classmate. I didn't expect that he would still send me food despite his hardship."

"He cares about me, Dad!"

Then they made up a classmate who came from a very poor family.

Liu Guangqi told a lie to pave the way for what was to come.

After listening, Liu Haizhong remained silent, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder:

"Guangqi, your classmate is a good person. Now that you have the ability, you should lend a hand if he or she is in trouble."

"Starting today, you can keep your own salary. You don't need to hand it over anymore. Spend it however you want. Dad won't interfere."

"Dad, this won't do," Liu Guangqi said, feigning modesty.

But Liu Haizhong waved his hand:

"I'm in charge of this household, so let's do it this way."

Liu Guangqi had no choice but to agree.

"Brother, give me some money." Liu Guangtian immediately reached out for money.

"Brother, I want one too." Liu Guangfu naturally wanted to join in the fun.

With his parents present, Liu Guangqi couldn't refuse and took out a dollar to hand to Liu Guangtian.

"Fifty cents per person, be careful with your money."

"Thank you, brother." The two of them happily left with the money.

Liu Haizhong nodded in satisfaction as he watched his eldest son's actions.

It's a bit unreasonable that I wouldn't even give my younger brother some pocket money after I received a salary of just over 30 yuan.