Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

Upon hearing what Banggeng said, Qin Jingru was taken aback, stopped washing the dishes, and looked at him with a slightly surprised expression.

Banggeng tilted his head back, looking smug and self-satisfied. He swung his arms back and forth and strode out with an air of arrogance.

Qin Jingru snorted coldly, not intending to indulge him. She curled her lip and replied unhurriedly, "Oh, your family is pretty good then. Your mother is capable. You should eat well tomorrow, after all, you haven't had a proper meal in days. Anyway, we eat meat every day here—pork, beef, chicken, lamb, and sometimes even shrimp!"

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Banggeng, who was walking forward, paused for a moment, and his resentment resurfaced. He couldn't feel smug anymore.

He wanted to retort, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything to say.

His aunt was telling the truth. He did eat meat every day, and it was meat that he couldn't usually eat, even shrimp meat, which he had never seen before!

Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife!

With a cold snort, Banggeng strode out of the courtyard gate. Xiaodang and Huaihua exchanged a glance, both lowering their heads and remaining silent, before jogging after him.

Watching the three children leave the courtyard, Qin Jingru proudly raised her chin, as if she had won a battle. Holding the enamel bowl in her hand, she turned and went back to Zhou Feng's house.

Zhou Feng was lying on Lou Xiao'e's lap playing on his phone when he heard Qin Jingru walk in. He casually asked, "Who were you talking to in the yard just now? Did you two have an argument?"

"What's all the noise about? It's my sister's three kids!"

Qin Jingru waved her hand dismissively, put away the bowls and plates, sat down next to Zhou Feng, lifted one of his legs, and began to knead it on her thigh.

"Bang Geng was just bragging to me that his mom could get some meat from Xu Damao tomorrow, but I shut him down right away."

Hearing this, Zhou Feng immediately became interested. He put his phone aside, looked at Qin Jingru in front of him, and chuckled, "Jingru, do you know what kind of person Xu Damao is?"

Qin Jingru was taken aback by his question: "I'm not familiar with Xu Damao, how would I know what kind of person he is?"

"There's this stingiest old man in this courtyard, Uncle San, who lives right across from us. He's the kind of guy who considers it a loss if he doesn't find money on the street. Xu Damao is similar to him, but the difference is that Xu Damao is extremely generous to people who can benefit from him, but he won't even give a word to those who are useless. You tell me, your sister is a widow, and she went to him asking for meat, why should he give it to her?"

Zhou Feng's words were quite straightforward. Qin Jingru was no longer the virgin she once was. After following Zhou Feng for so long, she already knew what was important to her.

Given the Jia family's abject poverty, what could Xu Damao possibly want from them?

Isn't it just her sister's two ounces of flesh?

"Brother Zhou Feng...you mean, my sister, she..."

Although Qin Jingru was only with Zhou Feng because of his abilities and wealth, she received far more than she had imagined.

But now, is her cousin really willing to do that kind of thing for a piece of pork?

Thinking about this situation made her feel like there was a stone stuck in her chest, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Jingru was too lucky. She met Zhou Feng, who was completely out of touch with the times, as soon as she arrived in the city, and did not see the impoverished people in Beiping.

"I didn't say anything." Zhou Feng quickly waved his hand. "I just analyzed Xu Damao's behavior for you. As for whether your sister goes or not, whether Xu Damao agrees or not, and whether they did anything, that's their business."

"Brother Zhou Feng, do you think this has anything to do with me? I really didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Qin Jingru's voice was somewhat muffled: "I just couldn't stand Bang Geng's attitude. He had no respect for his elders, was rude and immature, so I didn't give him meat. I never thought it would push my sister to this point..."

Bai Ling sat down beside her and reached out to pat Qin Jingru's head, who had been looking down. "Jingru, this has nothing to do with you."

Meeting Qin Jingru's gaze, Bai Ling spoke earnestly: "You may not know how many widows there are in Beiping, how many families are struggling to make ends meet, but among these people, very few would sacrifice their chastity for a few pieces of meat."

"Whether your sister goes to Xu Damao's or not is her own choice. Even if you let Banggeng have some today, will he stop arguing with his mother in the future? What will you do then? Just because Banggeng is pressuring his mother, are you going to keep sending her meat endlessly? Can you send her meat for the rest of your life?"

Lou Xiao'e chimed in, "That's right, Sister Bai Ling is right. If Qin Huairu is determined, Xu Damao can't do anything about it. But if she gives in, even if you put meat in her pot, she'll still go find someone else."

Qin Jingru pursed her lips, listening to the advice from both sides, and the awkwardness in her heart gradually subsided.

Of course she knew that her two older sisters were right, and Qin Huairu made her own choice. If she was willing to exchange herself for meat, she could go; if she wasn't willing, Xu Damao couldn't force her.

But that was her cousin after all. She couldn't bear to watch Qin Huairu do that kind of thing!

Zhou Feng lay on the bed, listening to the three women chattering away for a long time, before slowly speaking up: "No, what are you arguing about regarding Qin Huairu and Xu Damao's matter?"

He sat up straight and looked at Qin Jingru: "Does this make you uncomfortable?"

Qin Jingru paused for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

"What else is there to say? Tomorrow I'll take you to the steel rolling mill and see what Xu Damao is up to."

Qin Jingru's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

"Of course it's true! If he makes our Jingru unhappy, I have to teach him a lesson, right?"

With outstretched arms, Zhou Feng caught Qin Jingru as she lunged at him, and kissed her hard on the cheek. Qin Jingru rolled her eyes and returned the kiss with a fierce kiss of her own.

This action immediately made Bai Ling, who was standing to the side, purse her lips.

As for Zhou Feng going to the steel rolling mill tomorrow, she didn't take it to heart.

Given Zhou Feng's current status, wouldn't it be a case of overwhelming him by taking down Xu Damao?

If Zhou Feng wanted to, he wouldn't even need to show up himself; he could simply send a message to Li Huaide.

Snapped!

Zhou Feng slapped his thigh: "It's decided! I'll go teach Xu Damao a lesson tomorrow!"

Lou Xiao'e, still leaning against the headboard, suddenly blushed and pushed Zhou Feng away, saying, "Why don't you slap your own thigh instead!"

"I was just thinking, I should vent my anger for my little Xiao'e. Come here, learn from Jingru!"

Even though they'd been together for so long, Lou Xiao'e's pretty face still flushed red after being teased by Zhou Feng, but she didn't refute him. Instead, she mimicked Qin Jingru's actions and gave Zhou Feng a hard kiss.

"Quick! And the head of our family too! My dear wife!"

Seeing Zhou Feng's outstretched arms, Bai Ling glared at him irritably. Just as she was about to leave, Qin Jingru came over, carefully grabbed her arm, and pulled her towards Zhou Feng.

He patted his wife's head with satisfaction. He thought, "I wouldn't trade this kind of life for a god!"

Holding three people in his arms, Zhou Feng had already begun to think about what he would have to do with Xu Damao tomorrow.

His sudden appearance when he wants to get things done will definitely generate a surge in emotional value, but...

I hope I didn't scare him into submission!

It shouldn't be a big problem, after all, he was visited at the steel rolling mill before, and it's said that it wasn't very big to begin with.