Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Yan Jiecheng, standing outside the outhouse, froze in place. He had just heard more than just the sound of two cannon shots!

There seemed to be his father's furious cursing and the splash of him falling into the cesspool!

The thought of excrement splattering everywhere made Yan Jiecheng shudder...

"Fuck you... Help me..."

At this moment, Yan Bugui's voice came very clearly from the outhouse.

The group of children outside were stunned. Liu Guangtian, with his chubby face, exclaimed:

"Holy crap, someone actually fell into the latrine! The voice sounds like Teacher Yan!"

"Jiecheng, that's your dad!"

Yan Jiecheng's face turned pale. He was the one who threw the double-banged whip into the outhouse. No one else could throw it as accurately as him!

I was just feeling smug, but now the sky has fallen!

A group of children, unafraid of trouble, hurriedly opened the outhouse, only to find the walls covered in excrement and a man struggling in the pit.

"Holy crap!"

"Oh my god, it really is you, Teacher Yan!"

"It has nothing to do with us. Little Whip was lost by your family's Jiecheng. He's so filial..."

A group of children chattered excitedly as they explained to Yan Bugui, who was sitting in the cesspool.

Yan Bugui glared at his son, but this was not the time to dwell on the matter.

He said anxiously:

"Quickly go back to the yard and call someone to rescue me, ugh~"

A group of children dashed into the yard, Liu Guangtian being the fastest, rushing into the front yard and shouting:

"Oh no! Our teacher, Mr. Yan, has fallen into the latrine! Quick, go save him!"

"What's going on?" The neighbors were all warming themselves by the fire inside when they heard the noise and came out.

When they learned it was true, the neighbors grabbed their tools and rushed to the outhouse.

Yan Bugui's wife was the most anxious; she grabbed the fishing rod used for drying clothes and was the first to rush out.

Li Jiuzhou and Shazhu walked at the very back.

Sha Zhu was still grinning mischievously.

Li Jiuzhou couldn't stand it anymore:

"Stop being so smug. Anyone who didn't know better would think you did it!"

"Hehehe, senior brother, I can't resist!"

"Didn't you hear Guangtian say that it was Yan Jiecheng who threw the whip?"

"This is the first time I've heard of a son blowing up his own father's outhouse. Unbelievable!"

"This is because Yan Bugui failed to raise his son properly; no matter how you try to reason with him, you can't blame me!"

Li Jiuzhou also smiled, "That's how it is."

When the group of people went to the outhouse, they saw that the person in the pit was none other than Yan Bugui!

He was covered in feces, which disgusted the neighbors.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is not surprising. People in this era are more resilient and won't show their dislike on their faces.

Instead, they used ropes and bamboo poles to pull Yan Bugui out.

Ugh, there are maggots crawling all over its face, it's disgusting.

Yi Zhonghai, being a kind-hearted person, waved his hand and said:

"Neighbors, please help me out. If you have hot water at home, please bring a basin so that Teacher Yan can wash up."

Before Yi Zhonghai could finish speaking, Yan Bugui interrupted him, his body trembling weakly as he said:

"Thanks, Lao Yi..."

Despite the overwhelming stench, Yi Zhonghai smiled and glanced at Yan Bugui, adding:

"Clean Teacher Yan up properly before she enters the hospital..."

Yan Bugui: Holy shit! ✘✔＃@✘DJ!

So, whether it was the neighbors in courtyard number 95 or those in courtyard number 93 and 94, they all went inside and brought over hot water.

Yang Meihua rinsed Yan Bugui's face again and again.

They didn't return to courtyard number 95 until it was completely clean.

Li Jiuzhou could see clearly that Yan Bugui was gripping his tortoiseshell glasses tightly in his hand.

Yan Bugui washed himself countless times, until his skin turned white before he finally stopped.

I felt a little better after drinking ginger soup to warm myself up.

He didn't want to do anything else right now; he was sure his son would be dealt with and investigated.

When a gang commits a crime, discipline may not be strict, but the ringleader will inevitably be caught.

When has Yan Bugui ever suffered such a loss?

As a teacher, to fall into a cesspool is just embarrassing.

But everything depends on him recovering first!

Yan Bugui's wife, Yang Meihua, was still outside the house arguing with a group of children's parents.

Actually, the neighbors outside had already figured it out: it was just that a few children set off firecrackers in the outhouse.

Of course, the group of children didn't get lost for no reason; they heard from somewhere that Xu Damao was inside.

So they wanted to target Xu Damao, but they ended up targeting Yan Bugui instead!

The most coincidental thing was that a group of eight children threw firecrackers at the same time, and it was Yan Jiecheng's double firecracker that hit the target!

As the saying goes, "enemies are destined to meet," and this is exactly what it means. Fathers and sons are enemies from a past life!

Xu Damao stood like an ant in the crowd, his already short body hunched over, his face pale.

I felt like crying but couldn't!

Damn it, what have I, Xu Damao, done to deserve a bunch of brats ganging up on me?

So what if I'm a little domineering in my daily life? So what if I borrowed some money from you guys? Is it really that big of a deal?

This is an attempt to kill me!

He saw Yan Bugui's miserable state, and he knew he might not have survived if he had been in Yan Bugui's shoes.

Moreover, this was too embarrassing; Xu Damao felt he couldn't bear the shame...

Yan Bugui then came out wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, his face pale, and he was holding a steaming thermos in his hand.

Yi Zhonghai was already dealing with this matter when he saw Yan Bugui come out and shouted:

"Alright, stop arguing. Old Yan is out. Let him say a few words."

Seeing this, the neighbors fell silent, wanting to hear what Yan Bugui, the victim, had to say.

Upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Yan Bugui's mind raced instantly. After a few moments, he came up with a solution: "Since you've asked me to speak, I'll say a few words."

"Ahem, everyone, thank you so much to all my neighbors for pulling me up here, I'm extremely grateful!"

Yan Bugui first bowed to his neighbors around him to express his gratitude.

"Oh, it's nothing, Teacher Yan, no need to thank me."

The neighbors all smiled.

See, Teacher Yan really knows how to behave properly; he truly is a cultured person!

But what they didn't expect was that the real twist was yet to come.

Yan Bugui continued:

"Although this little whip was lost by our son Jiecheng, he bears the main responsibility."

"I'll discipline him for that, but there are other kids' whips cracking and popping all over the doorway, the walls, and the rubble of the outhouse."

"At the time, I thought there was a war going on, and I was so scared that I lost my balance. Plus, the board was cracked, so I fell down."

"The children's responsibility needs to be investigated, and I also need to recover from this cold. Lying in bed during the Lunar New Year is really not a good feeling."

"I'm the only man in the family, and I've caught a cold. I need to see a doctor, take medicine, and buy meat to help me recover. What should I do?"

"So my suggestion is that each family share the cost of the herbal medicine. Also, the clothes I'm wearing were just made last year and I can't wear them anymore, so you families can share the cost too..."

"If you don't want to set up a stall, that's fine too. I'll talk to the school about it when school starts!"

Yan Bugui's words made the children's parents turn green with rage.

They've even resorted to threats. Should we give it to them or not?

I feel uneasy giving it to them, but I also feel uncomfortable not giving it to them. What should I do?

All eyes turned to Yi Zhonghai!