Courtyard House: My max-level medical skills specialize in treating beasts.

The world depicted by Xu Weibiao can be found in "Siheyuan: My Max-Level Medical Skills Treat Beasts".

"I don't have a cousin. You've mistaken me for someone else. Please move aside." Zhou Xiaobai frowned, assuming the other person had mistaken him for someone else, and her tone was somewhat impatient.

"Stop joking with your brother. You are Wang Xiaohong. Come with me." Zhong Yuemin said with a confident look and a grin, reaching out to pull her up.

"Xiaobai? What are you doing here?"

Just as Zhou Xiaobai was about to dodge, a familiar voice rang out. She turned around abruptly and saw He Yudong walking towards her. Her previously tense face instantly blossomed into a delighted smile.

"Brother He!"

Like a startled bird returning to its nest, she quickly ran behind He Yudong and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

He Yudong instinctively shielded the person behind him, coldly sizing up the group of cocky young men before him, and said indifferently, "Her surname isn't Wang, and she's not your cousin. If you've mistaken her for someone else, get lost. At such a young age, instead of learning to behave like thugs?"

"Brother He, it turns out he was lying to me. I thought I had really mistaken him for someone else..." Zhou Xiaobai suddenly realized and muttered to himself with some lingering fear.

"Hey! You little brat, who the hell are you? Why are you spouting such foul language?" A tall, thin man jumped out from the side; it was Yuan Jun, carrying half a brick in his hand. Immediately afterward, four or five more accomplices appeared, each with a fierce look on their face, blocking the way.

He Yudong glanced at them, a playful smile playing on his lips: "What? You tried to flirt but failed, now you want to fight? With your bunch of rookies?"

"Alright, buddy, you've got some nerve." Zhong Yuemin tugged at his collar, striking a pose of seasoned veteran. "Don't worry, I don't bully people. We'll spar one-on-one!"

Upon hearing this, He Yudong turned to Zhou Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, take your classmates to the side and wait. Give me a minute."

"Brother He, be careful, there are many of them..." Zhou Xiaobai said with some concern.

"Don't worry, these are just a few immature kids. It'll be good to teach them a lesson." After saying that, He Yudong turned his gaze to Zhong Yuemin and the others, and beckoned with his finger, "Come at me all at once, so I don't have to deal with them one by one. You have one minute."

"Damn it! You're asking for it!"

Zhong Yuemin felt deeply humiliated and roared as he swung his fist at He Yudong's face.

However, before his fist even touched the hem of his clothes, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Too much showmanship. Haven't you heard the saying 'an inch longer, an inch stronger'?" He Yudong withdrew his leg and commented casually, "With just this much skill, you dare to try and be a hooligan?"

"Damn! Let's all go shoulder to shoulder, guys!"

Yuan Jun, standing to the side, was dumbfounded and quickly called to his companions. Immediately, some grabbed sticks, others picked up bricks, and they swarmed forward. Zhong Yuemin also scrambled to his feet, brandishing a brick, attempting a sneak attack.

He Yudong smiled and shook his head, his figure weaving through the crowd like a ghost. With each swift movement, his hand struck precisely at the back of the neck.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, except for Zhong Yuemin, the rest of them collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Zhong Yuemin stood frozen in place, holding the brick, not yet realizing that He Yudong had somehow appeared behind him.

"Go back and practice more."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yudong kicked him squarely in the buttocks. Zhong Yuemin fell face-first to the ground, completely disoriented.

He struggled to his feet, looked at his brothers lying unconscious on the floor, and pointed at He Yudong in horror: "What...what did you do to them?"

"It's just a nap, you'll be fine when you wake up." He Yudong clapped his hands and said disdainfully, "You're so young and already learning bad habits. Xiaobai, let's go."

"Wow! Brother He!" Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun looked at He Yudong's back with stars of admiration in their eyes. He's so handsome!

He Yudong and his two companions had barely left when another group of people arrived from a short distance away, led by Zhang Haiyang. They had originally come to deal with Zhong Yuemin and his gang, but instead, they witnessed a spectacular show.

"Haiyang, who was that guy just now? Was he from our department? That's incredible!" The follower exclaimed in shock.

Zhang Haiyang shook his head, his eyes burning: "Never seen this before, but with those skills, he's definitely a trained fighter, maybe even a former special forces soldier."

"Hey Haiyang, don't you know Zhou Xiaobai? Hurry up and ask him, let's become his disciples! If we join the army, with skills like that, we'll be unstoppable!"

"Okay, I'll ask when I get back!" Zhang Haiyang clenched his fist excitedly.

……

"Ding! You have changed Zhou Xiaobai's fate. You are rewarded with 80 merit points."

Just as He Yudong dropped Zhou Xiaobai off at the gate of the compound, a system notification sounded in his mind. He was secretly pleased; his merit points had increased to 720, bringing him one step closer to a ten-pull.

In the original story, Zhou Xiaobai was held back for many years by that scumbag Zhong Yuemin. Since she's run into him, it's only good to lend a hand. Besides, it seems this girl is now completely obsessed with him.

"Brother He, why don't you come to my house for a bit? My dad's home today." Zhou Xiaobai said expectantly.

"No, I have something to do. I'll do it another day," He Yudong politely declined.

"Alright then, I'll go to the infirmary tomorrow to learn medicine from you!" Zhou Xiaobai didn't want to miss any opportunity to spend time together.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Xiaobai, He Yudong headed straight for the secondhand market.

In those days, the flea markets were full of opportunities to find bargains, unlike later generations where everything was made up of industrially produced imitations. Of course, fakes exist in every era, and there were many Qing Dynasty imitations of Ming Dynasty items, but some of these imitations would be considered antiques today.

"Hey buddy, come take a look! We've got tons of good stuff!"

As soon as He Yudong entered the market, a stall owner greeted him warmly. He smiled, squatted down, and casually glanced around before his eyes were instantly drawn to a small bowl.

This bowl has a delicate porcelain body and is semi-transparent throughout. The outer wall is decorated with a rooster pattern in vibrant colors. Upon turning it over, one can clearly see the six-character mark "Made in the Chenghua Reign of the Great Ming Dynasty".

Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup! A masterpiece of porcelain craftsmanship!

Suppressing his excitement, He Yudong calmly asked, "Boss, how much is this bowl?"

"Hey, you have a good eye, young man!" The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. "This was once used by the Empress Dowager, a treasure that came out of the palace. Since you're lucky, take it for ten dollars!"

"Boss, you've sharpened this knife pretty well," He Yudong chuckled. "A big bowl outside only costs a few cents, and this little broken bowl costs ten dollars? Why don't you just rob someone?"

"How can you compare them like that? This is an antique! Here's the deal, it's only five yuan today since we just opened, that's the lowest I can go!" the boss said, slapping his thigh.

"Two pieces," He Yudong countered readily.

"Four dollars! That's the lowest I can go, or I'll lose money!"

"Two yuan and fifty cents, if it's okay I'll take it, if not I'll go look around somewhere else." He Yudong made a move to get up.

"Hey, hey, hey! Take it away, take it away! Consider it my bad luck, but consider it making a friend today!" The boss handed over the bowl with a pained expression.

"Alright, four yuan it is." He Yudong deftly pulled out ten yuan and slapped it on the stall. The shopkeeper smiled and gave change. He was quick-witted and grabbed the chicken cup in his hand, as if afraid that the other party would change his mind.

Just as he was about to turn around, the boss approached mysteriously and lowered his voice: "Young man, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I have some hidden gems here, guaranteed to suit you young people."

He Yudong stopped and looked amusedly at the shopkeeper's furtive glances around. "What good stuff? Show it to me. If it's really worth the price, I don't mind paying a bit more."

"Come closer, this thing can't be exposed to light." The boss pulled out a tattered black cloth bag from behind him and carefully peeled it open layer by layer.

He Yudong leaned closer to take a look and saw that it was a yellowed booklet with three words written on the cover: "Autumn Palace Picture".

The shopkeeper opened the booklet, and He Yudong's pupils constricted sharply. The painting was superb! The brushstrokes were delicate, and the figures were lifelike. He had mastered top-notch painting techniques and immediately recognized that the style was exactly the same as that of Tang Yin from the Ming Dynasty. The entire scroll was over two meters long when unfolded, and it was remarkably well-preserved.

"How about it, buddy? This is a collector's edition; those in the know will recognize it."

"The stuff is really good." He Yudong closed the booklet and asked casually, "Boss, name your price."

"One price, eighty! Take it, this is a rare, priceless copy, perfect for a young person like you to cultivate your taste."

He Yudong chuckled: "Boss, that's not fair of you. This stuff is nice, but eighty yuan? How much do I make in a month? How about this, twenty yuan, take it if you want, otherwise forget it."

"Deal!" The boss made the decision with astonishing speed.

He Yudong was taken aback, thinking to himself: Oh no, I gave too much. This old fox could probably sell it for ten yuan.

"Pay up, pay up, you're so generous, buddy!" The boss grinned from ear to ear.

He Yudong shook his head, took out twenty yuan and handed it over, then casually stuffed the "Autumn Palace Painting" into his pocket. This was an authentic work by Tang Bohu, a genuine national treasure. Most importantly, the content of the painting... cough cough, the poses were quite exquisite. He could take it back and "study" it carefully with Ding Qiunan; maybe it would unlock a lot of new skills.

He wandered around the market again, and with his sharp eye, he found a few more paintings and calligraphy pieces that were a steal. Although they weren't as stunning as the chicken cup or the autumn palace painting, they were still genuine antiques, and he wouldn't regret buying them.

Back at the courtyard house, fate had other plans, and they bumped into Xu Damao, who had just returned from the hospital.

Xu Damao's teeth itched at the sight of He Yudong. Ever since he fell into the latrine, he still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit at the sight of steamed buns.

"Hey, isn't this Xu Damao? How's the hospital food?" He Yudong greeted him with a grin.

"He Yudong, stop being so sarcastic!" Xu Damao immediately lost his temper.

"How could I dare? Riding a bicycle into a latrine? Who else but you, Xu Damao, could have such a 'feat'?" He Yudong said innocently.

"You...you just wait! I don't have time for you right now!" Xu Damao uttered a harsh threat, then turned and darted into the courtyard. His mind was now completely occupied by that nurse at the hospital named Yang Xiaohong. She was beautiful and had a good job, far superior to that silly girl Qin Jingru. Since he'd unexpectedly met Yang Xiaohong, Qin Jingru could only take a backseat for now. Anyway, he'd already sent her back to the countryside for half a month; that was enough time to win Yang Xiaohong over.

……

After dinner, He Yudong closed the door and eagerly took out the original calligraphy by Tang Yin to savor it.

As he looked at the painting, he couldn't help but sigh, "People in the Ming Dynasty really knew how to have fun. The painting skills and artistic conception are something you can't achieve without a certain appreciation for life."

Suddenly, the door creaked open. Yu Haitang walked in with a smile, and He Yudong hurriedly slammed the picture album onto the table.

"Why didn't you knock before coming in? You startled me," He Yudong said, feigning composure.

"Hehe, Brother Yudong, what were you hiding just now? You seemed so nervous!" Yu Haitang blinked her big eyes, looking curious.

"No...nothing much, just some casual reading." He Yudong guiltily picked up a medical book and covered it with the book. "Haitang, did you need something?"

"I just wanted to chat with you, but Yu Shui was doing her homework and wouldn't talk to me." Yu Haitang pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Okay, let's chat for a bit." He Yudong sat down and started chatting about all sorts of things, spouting modern jokes that made Yu Haitang laugh heartily.

"Have a seat for a while, I'll go get some fruit."

"Okay, Brother Yudong."

No sooner had He Yudong left than Yu Haitang's curiosity was piqued again. She looked around the room; everything was neatly arranged, and the blankets were folded into perfect squares, even tidier than He Yushui's room. A sweet feeling welled up inside her: if she could be with Brother Yudong in the future, life would definitely be very comfortable.

Just then, my gaze was suddenly drawn to the medical books on the table—a corner of a colorful booklet was peeking out from under the books.

Out of curiosity, she reached out and pulled out the booklet, then opened it to take a look.

"Ah..." Yu Haitang's eyes widened instantly, and her pretty face flushed red to the roots of her ears. What... what are these drawings?! Yu Dong-ge is actually looking at this kind of stuff!

Although she was so shy she wanted to disappear into the ground, the exquisite artwork and bold content seemed to have a magical power, drawing her gaze in and making it impossible for her to look away.

Just then, the door creaked open. He Yudong walked in carrying a plate of washed strawberries and grapes.

Yu Haitang was so startled that her hand trembled, and with a "thud," the picture book fell to the ground, the open page of which happened to be the most "exciting" picture.

"Ah!" Yu Haitang exclaimed, covering her face with her hands, not daring to look at He Yudong, wishing she could shrink herself into a ball.

He Yudong looked at the picture book on the ground and Yu Haitang, who was blushing like a ripe apple, and the scene was quite awkward.

"Um... Haitang..." He Yudong stammered.

"Hmm..." Yu Haitang responded with a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz through her fingers.

He Yudong quickly bent down, picked up the album, and stuffed it into the drawer. He scratched his head and explained, "Actually, this is an antique I found at the flea market today. It's an authentic work by Tang Yin from the Ming Dynasty. It's just that the content... cough cough, it's a little... well, don't mind it."

Hearing that it was an antique, Yu Haitang's face cooled slightly, but it was still flushed. She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes, her voice barely audible, "No... Brother Yudong, actually... looking at this at this age... is quite normal. If you... if you like it, you can... you can also ask me to study it together..."

As she spoke the last few words, Yu Haitang's voice became almost inaudible, and she lowered her head even further.

"Huh? What did you say?" He Yudong thought he had misheard.

"N-nothing, Brother Yudong." Yu Haitang's face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes darting around in a flustered manner. She spotted the net bag in He Yudong's hand and quickly chimed in, "This...this is strawberries? Brother Yudong, where did you buy them? How come you still have such a rare thing in this cold weather?"

"Here you go, have a taste, it's alright." He Yudong smiled and handed over the net bag.

"Mmm." Yu Haitang picked up a fruit and put it in her mouth. She gently bit it, and the sweet and sour juice burst in her mouth. The unique fragrance made her eyes light up. "So sweet! I've had them before, but none of them tasted quite like this."

"Brother Yudong, have one too." Yu Haitang picked up a bright red strawberry and naturally offered it to He Yudong's lips.

"Eat it, I bought it for you." He Yudong felt relieved looking at her obedient appearance.

"Thank you, Brother Yudong, you're so kind." Yu Haitang felt like she was filled with honey, but when she thought of those blush-inducing images in the picture book, and then looked up at He Yudong's handsome face with its distinct features and broad shoulders, her heart started racing again. She hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Yu Haitang lingered in the room until after 10 p.m. before reluctantly returning to He Yushui's room.

He Yudong had just closed the door and was about to wash up when his ears suddenly twitched. He heard several very light footsteps coming from the back window, sounding rather furtive. Who would be wandering around outside in the middle of the night?

Suspicious, he quietly slipped out through the crack in the door. In the dim moonlight, he saw two figures crouching low, one after the other, making their way to a secluded corner by the wall.

Their figures and walking postures are just like those of old man Yi Zhonghai and widow Qin Huairu.

He Yudong immediately perked up. What kind of good thing could these two be up to in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? He immediately held his breath and crept into the shadows like a nimble cat, wanting to see what kind of show these two were up to.

Yi Zhonghai looked around to make sure no one was watching before pulling a cloth bag from his pocket and handing it to Qin Huairu, saying in a low voice, "Huairu, this is twenty catties of flour. Take it back and let the children try it."

"Oh, thank you so much, sir. I don't know how I would survive without your help." Qin Huairu took the bag, her tone full of gratitude, yet also tinged with a hint of probing.

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Yi Zhonghai took a half step forward, his voice becoming somewhat sultry. "But... what about that thing I brought up? What have you thought about?"

"This..." Qin Huairu looked troubled. "Uncle, didn't you say you'd let Sha Zhu marry me? But now Sha Zhu is completely ignoring me, so there's nothing I can do..."

He Yudong, who was hiding in the shadows, grimaced as he listened, cursing inwardly: This old bastard was definitely up to no good; those 100 merit points weren't for nothing.

"I'll talk to Sha Zhu, that's not what I meant." Yi Zhonghai's old eyes gleamed in the night, and his voice was even lower. "Huai Ru, you know, you're an old lady, you're a walking pharmacy, you could kick the bucket at any moment. If you can give me a boy, I'll give you all my salary every month, and I can even help arrange for Sha Zhu to marry you."

He Yudong's eyelids twitched, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. This Yi Zhonghai was truly wicked to the core! He made Qin Huairu bear him a son, then turned around and wanted Sha Zhu to take over, marrying a widow with a child to raise his son, and finally have her take care of him in his old age. This three-birds-with-one-stone scheme was executed with lightning speed.

"This... Uncle, aren't you making things difficult for me? There's still no news from Sha Zhu..." Qin Huairu was no pushover either. She hadn't received all the benefits yet, and you think you can get her to back down with just a bag of flour? No way.

"Here's a hundred yuan, take it first. The New Year is almost here, I know your family is struggling." Yi Zhonghai was a veteran, and he immediately used his "money power."

Qin Huairu hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the money. One hundred yuan was equivalent to several months' salary for her; why not take it? Besides, she already had an IUD, so she wasn't afraid of getting pregnant. At worst, she could just consider it a dog bite.

"Shall we go to the cellar to discuss this in detail?" Yi Zhonghai's face revealed a lewd smile, his previous sanctimonious facade long since forgotten.

"Hmm." Qin Huairu nodded, and the two of them looked around warily, thinking they had gotten away unnoticed, before sneaking into Yi Zhonghai's cellar one after the other.

"What a pair of despicable people, a match made in heaven." He Yudong sneered. Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless in return.

He turned around and tiptoed to Sha Zhu's door, gently knocking on it.

From inside came Sha Zhu's impatient muttering: "Who is it? In the middle of the night..."

"Brother, it's me. Come out quickly, something big has happened." He Yudong lowered his voice.

Upon hearing it was his own brother, Sha Zhu immediately put on his cotton-padded coat, pushed open the door, and asked with a puzzled look, "What's wrong, Dongzi? What happened?"

He Yudong leaned close to his ear and said in an icy tone, "Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu are having an affair in the cellar."

"What?!" Sha Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief, as if struck by lightning. "Are you serious? That's Qin Huairu... his great-uncle..."

In his memory, Qin Huairu had a hard life, but she was a decent woman, while Yi Zhonghai was the "moral exemplar" of the hospital. The contrast was too great.

"Why would I lie to you? Come with me." He Yudong didn't waste any words and pulled Sha Zhu towards the cellar.

As the two approached the cellar entrance, a strange sound, making them blush and their hearts race, came from inside, along with the crisp sound of slapping.

Sha Zhu's face turned green. He was pressed against the cellar entrance, listening intently.

"Snapped!"

"Huai Ru, I didn't expect you to still have such a great figure after having three kids..."

"Snapped!"

"Oh dear... old man, don't forget what you promised me."

"Snapped!"

"Don't worry, Huai Ru, I'll give you fifty yuan a month for pocket money from now on," Yi Zhonghai said, panting heavily.

"Snapped!"

"Uncle...I'm not talking about money..." Qin Huairu's voice trembled slightly, "I'm talking about...you have to help me win over Sha Zhu and make him marry me, ah..."

"Don't worry, Huai Ru, I'll definitely get it done for you..."

Listening to the conversation inside and the strange noises, Sha Zhu knew exactly what the two scoundrels were up to. The content of their conversation, in particular, shattered his worldview.

So they really think he's a fool? This widow had an affair with Yi Zhonghai, and then turned around and asked Yi Zhonghai to help her get married?

Sha Zhu's temper flared up instantly, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to rush in and beat someone up. He Yudong reacted quickly, grabbing his wrist, shaking his head, and forcefully pulling him back into the house.

"Now you see clearly, right? In this courtyard, apart from the old lady, there aren't many good people." He Yudong sneered.

"That old bastard Yi Zhonghai actually conspired with Qin Huairu to scheme against me! No way, this isn't over!" Sha Zhu gritted his teeth, his face turning green with rage. This time, he truly saw through it all; all these years, he'd been taken advantage of by Qin Huairu. This woman had been flirting with other men, ruining his blind dates, and now she wanted to marry him—all she wanted was a sucker to support her entire family.

Yi Zhonghai was generous, giving him fifty yuan a month? That was half of his salary! The worst person in this courtyard was none other than Yi Zhonghai, who was always spouting righteousness and morality.

"Go and wake everyone in the yard up, let them come to the cellar and see for themselves," He Yudong said in a low voice. "I'll go and keep watch over there."

"Alright!" This time, Sha Zhu didn't hesitate at all and turned to smash the door of the Third Uncle's house. He Yudong strolled to the cellar entrance, flicked his finger, and two unlucky charms silently landed on Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu.

In the cellar, the two men had just pulled up their pants when they suddenly cried out in unison, "Ouch!"

My hands and feet felt like they had been electrocuted; they suddenly cramped up, and I was in so much pain that I couldn't move.

"What's wrong, sir? Why are my hands and feet cramping?" Qin Huairu was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely.

"Me too... I can't move!" Yi Zhonghai also looked terrified.

"What should we do?" Qin Huairu was so anxious she was almost crying. The two of them were disheveled, and although the cellar was well-hidden, if they couldn't get out by dawn, they would be truly doomed.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside. Immediately afterwards, with a loud bang, the cellar door was violently kicked open.

The third and second uncles led the way, with the aunt following behind. Several beams of flashlight shone directly in, instantly illuminating the two disheveled figures on the ground—Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, their clothes scattered everywhere, their clothes and pants strewn about.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

"Yi Zhonghai! Qin Huairu! What... what are you doing!" Upon seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman's pupils dilated instantly, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to catch her breath.

"Oh no! An elderly woman has fainted!"

"Hey, Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu! You two are actually having an affair here! It's outrageous!" Uncle Yan Bugui immediately jumped out and berated them, "Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, what are you standing there for? Aren't you ashamed?! Put your clothes on right now!"

Just then, the cramps subsided, and the two were able to move their hands and feet again. They frantically grabbed their clothes from the ground and haphazardly put them on.

Madam Jia Zhang also rushed over upon hearing the news. Seeing the scene, she immediately sat down on the ground, slapping her thigh and wailing, "Oh dear! You heartless Yi Zhonghai! How dare you bully our Huairu! I'll fight you to the death!"

He was about to lunge forward when someone stopped him.

Qin Huairu's eyes darted around, and sensing the danger, she slammed her head against the wall with a loud thud, instantly drawing blood. She cried out, "Everyone, you have to help me! Yi Zhonghai just said he'd give me heroin, and then he forcibly dragged me in… I struggled desperately to prevent him from succeeding! If you hadn't arrived in time, I would…"

"Oh no! I don't want to live anymore! Why does everyone have to bully us orphans and widows! I might as well die!"

Everyone stared in disbelief. What was going on? Was Qin Huairu really forced? But that didn't seem like it.

He Yudong, Shazhu, Yu Haitang, and He Yushui also arrived at this time.

Seeing Qin Huairu's heart-wrenching screams, wow, anyone who didn't know the truth would have been fooled by her Oscar-worthy acting skills. She completely absolved herself of responsibility in her words and actions, even conveniently portraying herself as the one who "attempted."

Sha Zhu, with his fiery temper, immediately exploded. Just as he was about to speak, He Yudong grabbed him, shook his head, and whispered, "Let them act. Don't you think it's quite interesting? Anyway, we already know who the ghost is."

Seeing this, Second Uncle Liu Haizhong felt his opportunity had arrived. He immediately swaggered, his belly protruding, and shouted, "Yi Zhonghai! I never expected you to be such a beast! Huairu, don't be afraid, Second Uncle will stand up for you! Yi Zhonghai, what right do you have to be called 'Second Uncle'? Everyone, tell me, what should we do with him!"

"Need I say more? Remove Yi Zhonghai from his position as the First Uncle! My father will take over as the First Uncle, the Third Uncle will be promoted to the Second Uncle, and we will elect someone from the courtyard who is highly respected to fill the vacant Third Uncle position!" Liu Guangfu, the Second Uncle's son, shouted at the top of his lungs, fearing that the world was not chaotic enough.

He Yudong couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. What kind of time was this? Nobody was thinking of calling the police; instead, they were vying for power. Liu Haizhong's family was truly obsessed with officialdom.

"That's right! Yi Zhonghai is morally corrupt and no longer deserves to be called an old man!" Third Uncle Yan Bugui echoed.

Yi Zhonghai was completely stunned. He hadn't expected Qin Huairu to turn the tables and push him out as a scapegoat. He cursed the woman inwardly for her ruthlessness, but outwardly he could only admit defeat, bowing his head and saying, "I was wrong... I'm an animal... I acted impulsively today, thankfully everyone stopped me in time. I'm willing to reflect on my mistakes. I'll temporarily resign from my position as 'Big Brother,' hoping everyone will forgive my momentary lapse in judgment. Huairu, it was Big Brother's fault, please forgive me, I'm willing to make amends."

Upon hearing the word "compensation," Qin Huairu's eyes lit up, but his face remained sorrowful as he reluctantly said, "Uncle, you've always been a great help to our family. I never expected you to be this kind of person... Fortunately, nothing serious happened today. Considering our past relationship, I'll let it go, but compensation..."

"Don't worry, Huai Ru, the old man will definitely give you the compensation you're owed!" Yi Zhonghai quickly assured him.

"Yushui, go to the police station and report it. Tell them that Yi Zhonghai raped a woman, and ask the police to handle it." He Yudong suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but firm and resolute.

These words immediately caused an uproar at the scene.

"Yu Dong! This is my fault, please don't call the police since it hasn't gotten too serious yet..." Yi Zhonghai was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly pleaded for mercy.

"Uncle, you make it sound so easy. If you treat Qin Huai like this today, who knows what you might do to other women tomorrow? If that happens, will the women in our courtyard still feel safe? Don't you all agree?" He Yudong looked at him coldly.

Since you want to play, I'll play with you to the very end.

"That's right! Yu Dong is right! We must call the police!"

"Call the police! This kind of scum must be caught!"

"Yu Dong, you don't need to call Yu Shui anymore. My brother has already gone to the police station to find the police. They'll be here soon," Yu Haitang said from the side.

Yi Zhonghai was completely dumbfounded. These days, rape is a serious crime, and even if it's unsuccessful, it's enough to get him into serious trouble.

"The old lady is awake!" someone shouted.

An elderly woman slowly opened her eyes, looked at Yi Zhonghai, her face covered in tears, and trembled as she cursed, "Yi Zhonghai...you old beast...you shameless bastard!"