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

Xu Damao's house was in an uproar right now; almost everyone in the courtyard had come.

The house was packed with people, both inside and outside. It took several middle-aged women a lot of effort to hold back Lou Xiao'e, who was about to pounce on him, while Yi Zhonghai also held Xu Damao back tightly.

The house was a complete mess; the teapot and teacups were smashed to pieces, two of the stool legs were broken, and at least half of the family's belongings were ruined beyond repair.

"Hold a college-wide meeting! We absolutely must hold a college-wide meeting! What kind of nonsense is this?! And besides, I have other things to discuss today!"

Liu Haizhong's somewhat mischievous gaze swept over Xu Damao and Sha Zhu, who was standing to the side gloating, and he directly brought up the entire college meeting.

Yan Bugui remained silent, but Yi Zhonghai nodded in agreement.

He had already made up his mind. Xu Damao and Shazhu had lost face so badly at the factory today, everyone in the factory knew about it.

This time he was going to speak out directly on behalf of the victims, so Zhou Feng couldn't embarrass him in public again, could he?

It can only be said that Yi Zhonghai doesn't understand modern people like Zhou Feng at all.

Perhaps in modern society, without any special abilities, he would have to be subservient to all sorts of people.

But in this world, he has a golden finger that no one else has, a relationship with Bai Ling and Deputy Factory Director Li, and the premise of providing 'emotional value'. Zhou Feng is only afraid that he won't hit the sore spot when he criticizes him!

As for Bai Ling, Yi Zhonghai had no idea where she came from, nor did he know why she had moved into the courtyard where he lived.

The deaf old lady in the backyard might have guessed something, but this old fellow always kept to himself. Even if he guessed something, he would only keep quiet and would never reveal a word to anyone.

Thanks to the lack of entertainment options in this era, and the fact that the story of Sha Zhu and Xu Damao was being widely discussed in the courtyard, who would want to miss such a lively event?

Soon everyone in the courtyard had gathered. The three old men set up an eight-immortal table in the courtyard, with Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e each sitting on one side.

Zhou Feng, as always, brazenly chose to sit directly opposite Yi Zhonghai.

Bai Ling sat down next to him and casually moved her stool closer to him.

"There are two main things we're discussing at this hospital-wide meeting today!"

"First of all, Xu Damao got into a fight with his wife. Everyone saw it. Look what he did to Lou Xiao'e! Can't a couple talk things out peacefully?"

Yi Zhonghai sat upright in the center and asked this question, which instantly angered Lou Xiao'e, and her eyes welled up with tears of grievance.

"Uncle, Xu Damao changed all the clothes he wore yesterday, and he's even taking off his underwear. I asked him what happened, but he just stammered and wouldn't say anything!"

Upon hearing this, many people in the courtyard quickly lowered their heads and pursed their lips. Several who couldn't hold back their laughter immediately covered their mouths with their hands, their shoulders twitching, and their expressions all became very strange.

Lou Xiao'e glanced around, puzzled. Why were her neighbors reacting so strangely?

Just as she was wondering, Zhou Feng spoke up casually: "Comrade Lou Xiao'e, haven't you heard about the interesting thing that happened at the factory today?"

It's hard to say about others, but Zhou Feng certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity to reap "emotional value"!

"You really shouldn't be fighting with Xu Damao over changing clothes or losing your underwear!"

"Ask Sha Zhu if he's changed his clothes, and if he's still wearing his underwear."

"puff--"

The whole courtyard couldn't hold back anymore; the laughter almost lifted the roof off.

The neighbor who had previously felt embarrassed to tell Lou Xiao'e also joined her side and recounted the whole story of what had happened at the steel mill that morning.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes widened as she listened, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Xu Damao and Sha Zhu.

At that moment, Xu Damao even felt a darkness before his eyes, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

Damn it!

I should have just told Ezi about this at home. It's embarrassing to be embarrassed at home!

Now look what's happened! We've become the laughingstock of the entire hospital!

Sha Zhu blushed with embarrassment and glared fiercely at Zhou Feng.

He still had it in his mind: Zhou Feng was behind this whole thing!

"Alright, alright! Quiet down! What's so funny about someone else having such bad luck?"

Yi Zhonghai slammed his fist on the table, loudly drawing the attention of all the neighbors back to himself.

"Now that this was a misunderstanding and everything has been cleared up, let's talk about the second thing!"

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai turned his gaze to Zhou Feng, who was still sitting calmly opposite him.

"Everyone is probably aware of what happened to He Yuzhu and Xu Damao today! Now, He Yuzhu has accused you, Zhou Feng, of causing this embarrassment for them! What do you have to say for yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire courtyard erupted in uproar.

Furthermore, the way Sha Zhu and Xu Damao looked at Zhou Feng as if they wanted to devour him made many people believe it even more.

Bai Ling jumped up as if to say something, but Zhou Feng grabbed her hand and gently pressed her back down onto the stool.

The warmth of his fingertips made the girl's ears burn, and Zhou Feng immediately stood up.

How can you let someone else do the thing of showing off and arguing with people?

"Sir, you say I did it, do you have any proof?"

"He Yuzhu is the victim; his words are the evidence!"

"oh--"

Zhou Feng drew out his words, then suddenly changed the subject, "So, if I lost two hundred yuan and suspect you stole it, can that be used as evidence?"

???

Yi Zhonghai was dumbfounded, his mouth agape, and he didn't understand what Zhou Feng meant for more than ten seconds. What did he mean by two hundred yuan?

"What...what nonsense are you talking about? I'm talking about how you bullied He Yuzhu and the others! What are you talking about money?"

"Look!"

Zhou Feng shrugged at Yi Zhonghai opposite him: "He Yuzhu accused me of pulling down his pants without any evidence, and you rushed to confront me. I said you stole money, why don't you admit it? Aren't I also the victim?"

This guy is probably getting old; he doesn't understand the concept of changing the subject, so it didn't generate any emotional value for him, which disappointed Zhou Feng.

But don't worry, we have other ways to gather his emotions. With so many options, there's bound to be one that suits him!

"Let me put it another way: whether it's the Ministry of Justice in the previous dynasty or the local police officers today, arresting people and judging cases all require evidence!"

"Throughout history, the only ones who could convict someone without evidence were the old emperors of the past!"

"Are you about to ascend the throne in our courtyard? From now on, we can't call you 'Grandpa' anymore, we have to call you 'Emperor'! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Zhou Feng appeared to be bowing, but he didn't even bend his waist; his eyes and expression were full of mockery.

These theatrical-like words were understood by all the neighbors present, and all eyes turned to Yi Zhonghai.

The old man's face flushed red instantly, especially when he saw the neighbors secretly pointing and whispering about him. He was so angry that his finger trembled as he pointed at Zhou Feng, his throat making gurgling noises, and he couldn't utter a single coherent word.