Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

After Jia Dongxu got married, Li Jiuzhou also got engaged during the May Day holiday.

Sha Zhu followed suit and secretly took his biological father and stepmother to the Red Star Commune to get engaged.

Jia Dongxu often takes his wife back to the countryside when he has nothing to do, and he never goes empty-handed.

Of course, they didn't return to the city empty-handed; they even brought back more local specialties.

Otherwise, Jia Zhangshi would have given up long ago.

In the countryside, Jia Dongxu felt very proud, and naturally, he boasted loudly.

Addressing a group of young people from the countryside:

"See that? A Flying Pigeon brand bicycle, worth over a million yuan. My master bought it for me."

"And the sewing machine at home, my master paid for that too..."

Good heavens, a bunch of young people are eager to take his place.

Someone asked out of curiosity:

"Brother Dongxu, who's your master?"

Upon being asked this question, Jia Dongxu immediately became even more proud, and his voice suddenly grew louder in response:

"My master is Yi Zhonghai, the head master at Lou's Steel Rolling Mill in the city. He earns seven or eight hundred thousand a month."

"Wow~ That's awesome..."

At the back of the crowd, two young people were talking quietly:

"Ergouzi, why does the name Yi Zhonghai sound so much like your dad's and your second and third uncles' names?"

"Look, your father's name is Yi Zhongjiang, your second uncle is Yi Zhonghe, and your third uncle is Yi Zhonghu."

"Is this Yi Zhonghai your fourth uncle?"

The young man named Er Gouzi (Yi Dayou) was also a little puzzled, but he had a vague feeling that the name "Yi Zhonghai" might really be related to his family.

Because he seemed to have a fourth uncle before, but he had forgotten what his name was.

Dead memories slowly resurface in my mind...

I was young and ignorant at that time.

I only remember that my fourth uncle made some money back then and built a new house.

Grandpa and Grandma, together with their father and second and third uncles, drove their fourth uncle away.

Even now, the house that Yi Dayou lives in still belongs to his fourth uncle.

At that time, my fourth uncle swore that he would never return to Daxing, and that he would never have such parents and brothers!

He disappeared for nearly twenty years, neither alive nor dead.

Even after his grandparents passed away, they never returned, so the Yi family simply pretended they never existed.

But now, upon hearing Jia Dongxu boast, Yi Dayou was quite envious, and even wondered if Yi Zhonghai was really his fourth uncle.

He didn't have time to think much and hurriedly went to find his father, who was still working in the fields.

In no time, Yi Dayou arrived at the vegetable garden, found his father, and told him what Jia Dongxu had just said.

Yi Zhongjiang frowned upon hearing this, and he was now fairly certain that the master Jia Dongxu was referring to was their fourth son, Yi Zhonghai.

Thinking of Yi Zhongjiang, the fourth brother, evoked mixed feelings—jealousy, envy, and guilt...

But more than anything, there was anger. Damn it, the fourth brother actually bought a bicycle and a sewing machine for an apprentice who wasn't related by blood?

This is such a waste of money! No way, as the eldest brother, he has to stop the fourth brother's wasteful ways.

So that evening, they called a meeting with the second and third sons, wanting to go to the city to see if the master of Tong family's son-in-law Jia Dongxu was indeed their fourth son.

The second son, Yi Zhonghe, and the third son, Yi Zhonghu, both wholeheartedly agreed.

If Jia Dongxu's boasting is true, then his fourth son must have become rich.

At the same time, I also had my own thoughts: I could seize his house and kick him out back then, and I can do the same now!

So, after making inquiries from various sources within a week, the eldest brother, Yi Zhongjiang, secretly staked out the area near No. 95.

He recognized his fourth son from a distance and was incredibly excited.

They also inquired about the fourth brother's situation over the years.

He was overjoyed to learn that Yi Zhonghai earned 700,000 to 800,000 yuan a month and that the money he spent on Jia Dongxu was real money.

The fourth brother has really made it big, we have to rob him!

What a load of bull for brotherhood! Nothing beats real money!

So he hurried home, talked to a few of his brothers, and prepared to have a nice meal at his fourth brother's house on the weekend.

Yi Zhonghai has had a bad feeling at work these past few days. His right eyelid keeps twitching, and he feels like something bad is going to happen.

But I didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that I was just being too sensitive.

Another day off has arrived. In the morning, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong are playing chess, but Yi Zhonghai is constantly distracted.

After losing several games in a row, Liu Haizhong laughed:

"Old Yi, you've lost several rounds already, are you going to play again?"

As Liu Haizhong spoke, he looked at Yi Zhonghai, wanting to see the frustration of Yi losing the game. But after seeing it, he felt something was off.

Yi Zhong's right eyelid was twitching so badly, and it was really weird.

He swore in his bangs that he had never seen it in his life.

"Old Yi, your eyelids..."

Just then, a group of people arrived at the gate of No. 95 Courtyard. Leading them was Yi Zhongjiang, along with his two brothers and nephews.

Yang Ruihua, standing at the courtyard gate, saw a group of people lingering there and asked warily:

Who are you looking for?

Yi Dayou stepped forward with a smile and said politely:

"Hello, ma'am, we're looking for Yi Zhonghai!"

After saying that, he was about to go inside, but Yang Ruihua stopped him.

Yang Ruihua was still quite wary. "You say you're looking for Yi Zhonghai, so you just go find Yi Zhonghai?" he thought. So he shouted loudly.

"No, where did you come from? Unknown people are not allowed into our compound."

At this moment, the women chatting in the front yard also heard Yang Ruihua's voice and came out to see what was going on.

The group looked at each other, and finally Yi Dayou spoke:

"Auntie, please don't misunderstand. We're from Daxing. This is my father, Yi Zhongjiang, my second uncle, Yi Zhonghe, and my third uncle, Yi Zhonghu."

"Fourth Uncle is Yi Zhonghai from your courtyard. He and his three brothers were born to the same parents."

"Auntie, if you don't want us to go in, that's fine, but could you please call Yi Zhonghai out for us?"

Yang Ruihua sized up the three men, "Jiang," "He," and "Hu," and their appearances did indeed resemble Yi Zhonghaiyou somewhat.

So he said:

"Stay put, I'll go in and call out."

Then he said to Jia Zhangshi, who had just come over to see what was going on:

"Sister-in-law, you keep an eye on them and don't let them into the yard!"

Madam Jia nodded expressionlessly; she had clearly understood what Yi Dayou had just said.

Although he was surprised, he didn't show it.

Because she had known Lao Yi for so many years and had never heard of him having any relatives, let alone being from Daxing.

Jia Zhangshi stood on the steps with her hands on her hips, looking down at the group of people with a disdainful expression.

It slipped out involuntarily:

"A bunch of country bumpkins, trying to claim kinship with everyone they know!"

Seeing that the group of people below did not object, Jia Zhangshi became even bolder:

"I've known Yi Zhonghai for so many years and I've never heard of him having any older brothers, second older brothers, or third older brothers."

"Take a piss and look at yourself. You look like an eel and you're coming to the city to find someone, and you even brought your whole family with you."

"What's up, coming to eat our spoils?"

Yi Zhongjiang and the others had been enduring it, but they really couldn't bear Jia Zhangshi's last words.

Even though they really came to exploit Yi Zhonghai, they shouldn't have said it so openly!

Yi Zhongjiang roared:

"Fuck this bitch to death!"