Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

With a few casual words, He Ping'an reopened Yi Zhonghai's wounds and exposed the ugly thoughts hidden beneath their mutual help. Yi Zhonghai, his eyes blazing with anger, collapsed to the ground right before everyone's eyes.

The residents who had just been agreeing with Yi Zhonghai were now speechless, with no one offering any support or helping.

It has a strong magical realist satirical flavor!

He Ping'an glanced at Yi Zhonghai, who was lying on the ground, and continued speaking his unfinished words. Whether he was truly unconscious or not, it was destined to be a spectacle; whether he lived or died was no big deal!

"My eldest brother has pillars and rainwater! As for me, I've also found a girlfriend, isn't she beautiful! By the way, we've both had medical checkups, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with us! From now on... our He family descendants will be endless!"

Oh! I forgot, someone like you with no descendants will never experience this kind of joyful trouble in your entire life!

The beasts below were secretly astonished! While criticizing He Ping'an's ruthlessness, they also reminded themselves never to provoke this ruthless person!

"A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative! Stick together for warmth and help each other! Hahaha!" With each sentence He Ping'an spoke, he would click his tongue twice, and the heads of the birds below would lower a little more.

It's not shame; how could people like them possibly know any sense of shame? They're just too weak against He Ping'an, so they bowed their heads and admitted defeat!

"You guys are really cowardly and shameless!" After throwing down a blunt and vulgar insult, He Ping'an turned his attention to Jia Zhangshi, who had spoken up first.

"I...I...don't come any closer!" When Jia Zhangshi saw He Ping'an looking at her, she was so scared that she sat down on the ground and scrambled backward on her hands and feet!

"You're the only one left! Tell me, how are we going to settle this matter?"

Seeing Jia Zhangshi slumped to the ground, looking utterly disheveled, He Ping'an suddenly recalled a famous scene from the manga "The Courtyard House of the Heavens." He strode over to Jia Zhangshi, squatted down, and grinned wickedly.

"Why don't you call Old Jia and have our eldest brother from the Jia family come up and give the He family an explanation? If you won't call him, then we can talk about the matter of gathering a crowd to block the door!"

He Ping'an's cold voice was like a death knell to Jia Zhangshi's ears. She glanced furtively behind her and saw that the residents who had been so agitated just moments before had somehow retreated a good distance away.

Madam Jia cursed him under her breath for being heartless, but to avoid disaster, she had no choice but to accept her fate and summon his soul.

"Old Jia... someone's here..."

Never turn your hobby into your job, or your enjoyment will vanish instantly. Like Jia Zhangshi now, who used to frequently publicly berate people, but today she acts like a complete novice.

"Louder!...Yes!"

"Let the passion burn even brighter... Okay!"

"Let's do this again! How could you be so stupid? I've never seen such a useless person like you! You need to use your emotions, you need to immerse yourself in the role!"

At this moment, He Ping'an has transformed into a director, and Jia Zhangshi is the actress he demanded of her.

Whether it was from being scolded or from rediscovering a past feeling, Jia Zhangshi suddenly got into character and burst into tears. With snot and tears streaming down her face, she danced around, performing a ritual to summon the spirit!

He Ping'an, standing to the side, repeatedly applauded, even giving it high praise. Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi's cries grew even more shrill!

After a long while, Jia Zhangshi's crying gradually subsided. He Ping'an's faint voice rang out again:

"Now that we've finished the summoning of the spirit, shall we continue discussing the door-blocking incident?"

"Huh? Didn't you say...you're untrustworthy!"

With a hoarse, raspy voice and tears welling in her eyes, Jia Zhangshi looked at He Ping'an as if he were a heartless man. Disgusted, He Ping'an quickly retreated to Bai Ling's side.

"What I'm saying is, you call Lao Jia up here to talk to me about compensation. Where is Lao Jia now? Tell me! Since Lao Jia isn't here, it's naturally your responsibility to handle the compensation! No problem!"

Never play word games with scholars; it may not be their job, but it's definitely their livelihood!

"You...you!" Jia Zhangshi hesitated for a long time, but wouldn't say a word. She was clearly showing no mercy, saying, "Do whatever you want!"

Commonly known as "tough bastard"! To deal with this kind of person, you either have to be even more of a scoundrel than her, or sharpen your knife so that she rolls around and loses a lot of flesh!

He Ping'an first stroked his chin, feigning thought, occasionally revealing a hint of hesitation and struggle. After a while, like a gambler placing a bet, he pointed to Jia Zhangshi and a few other residents who had stepped forward:

"You said you saw my brother and I carrying grain into the house with your own eyes. So let's do this... You and these other residents, go and check the house yourselves. If you find the grain you mentioned, I'll decide to give it to you!"

Of course, there are conditions... You say my family has grain, and I'll assume your family is feigning poverty. If we don't find grain in my house, we'll search yours. Paper money doesn't count; any gold or silver found will belong to the He family!

He Ping'an's performance was practically an open declaration to the birds that he had plenty of grain! Yet his battle record... he was still lying on the ground, oblivious to the world around him!

Who would believe that? Only beasts would!

People who consider themselves clever often like to act clever! Coincidentally, all the birds think they are the smartest ones.

He Ping'an, with his clumsy acting, deliberately revealed that his family had grain, simply to lure people in. Most people would run as far away as possible, but these birds are different. They would think…

He Ping'an is doing the opposite of what he's doing; he's deliberately scaring people away so they won't dare to gamble with him. That means the He family must have plenty of grain!

As a result... He Ping'an used a method that was almost like fishing directly to lure Jia Zhangshi, this cunning bighead fish, into the trap!

Jia Zhangshi's face flushed red, her eyes fixed on He Ping'an; this was exactly how a gambler should act.

"I'll bet!"

The bet was settled. He Ping'an stepped aside, and Jia Zhangshi was the first to rush into He Daqing's room. The other families, including Li Dagang who had recovered, exchanged glances and followed suit.

He Ping'an didn't even glance at this! Grain? Yes! And it wasn't in his spatial dimension, it was hidden in the He family home. However, it was hidden in his room!

When the He family was digging the tunnel, He Ping'an remembered tunnel warfare and decided to personally oversee the project. The entire tunnel connected two rooms, and the entrance was indeed in He Daqing's room.

Just one thing... When he was digging the tunnel, he played a trick: he placed a movable stone slab more than a meter away from the tunnel entrance and disguised it with mud.

At first glance, the He family only had a "cellar" a little over a meter long, barely enough to store things! Even the Japanese devils from a few years ago couldn't find any grain, so what about Jia Zhangshi and her group? If they had that kind of ability, they would have been rich long ago, and there wouldn't be this mess today.

After a long while, Jia Zhangshi's delighted voice came from the room: "Found it...it's well hidden!"

Those outside the courtyard who heard the commotion began to whisper among themselves. The footsteps that had just retreated now surrounded the He family again. He Ping'an, standing guard at the gate, paid no heed, simply watching the crowd with indifference.