I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

Seeing Lin Feng's vehement denial, the master craftsman didn't press the issue. Considering the money, the master craftsman was quite lenient, giving him a set of molds and a dry pot, and even thoughtfully providing some borax and charcoal for free.

"These things aren't worth much on the black market or the secondhand market, but if you buy them all at once, you'll easily attract attention! Someone will report you!"

As the experienced craftsman helped Lin Feng wrap the cigarettes, he casually gave him instructions. Lin Feng blushed and quietly left most of the pack of cigarettes on the counter.

"These alone aren't enough. To melt that thing, you'll need a blower! If the airflow isn't strong enough, it won't melt! You'll have to figure that out yourself!"

Lin Feng readily paid 53 yuan. "What's your surname, sir?"

The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and pointed to the business license above his head. "Sir, would you like your surname written on the knife? If so, it'll cost an extra 4 yuan!"

"Yes, absolutely! Lin Feng paid another 4 yuan. My surname is Lin, the surname of the Wood element..."

"Okay, I've got it! Here's the receipt, please keep it safe." The old craftsman gave Lin Feng a meaningful look. "When buying a blower, just go to a large state-owned store. You're a beginner, so if you don't have experience, buy a hand-cranked cast iron one, not a leather one! You won't be able to use that thing properly!"

Lin Feng reluctantly pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes. "Okay!"

After this incident, Lin Feng hurriedly left. Looking at his remaining assets of over 40 yuan, Lin Feng was on the verge of tears! This place is too dangerous to come here!

"Making money is a long and arduous task!" Taking advantage of the absence of others, Lin Feng threw the items into his spatial storage and walked into a state-owned hardware store not far away. He quickly found a second-hand blower under the guidance of the salesperson.

Fortunately, this thing wasn't expensive, just over 5 yuan plus an industrial coupon. The salesperson wasn't even interested in asking about it if you only bought this. With everything ready, Lin Feng rode his bicycle back to the courtyard house with excitement.

As long as the gold is melted down, he will have money. Currently, his assets have fallen to a very dangerous level, but the black market is being cracked down on lately, so he dares not go there. Lin Feng is worried about this.

Without Uncle San guarding the gate, Lin Feng entered the courtyard without any hindrance, pushed his bicycle back to his house, and was just about to close the gate when Aunt San hurriedly came to his door.

"Lin Feng, you're back just in time! Come quickly and help!"

"What's up?" Lin Feng was busy smelting gold and didn't have the patience for this.

"Qin Huairu from the Intermediate People's Court is probably about to give birth. Everyone's at work now, and there's no one in the courtyard. Luckily you're here! Can I borrow your bicycle?"

Lin Feng was speechless. "You're making a midwife who's about to give birth ride a bicycle! Are you out of your mind? Hurry up and drag her to the hospital on a cart!"

The three women paused, taken aback. "Yes, yes, then go find a cart!"

"There's a 'Wobo' (a type of local snack) right outside the yard. Can't you go call it yourself? I have things to do! It's just a penny or two, don't bother me!"

"Why are you like this?"

"You have time to argue with me? I've already called everyone back!" Lin Feng said, closing the door without hesitation. He was too busy to deal with this nonsense. Those two widows from the Jia family were a pile of shit; whoever got involved with them was doomed. It was easy to call a car, but who would pay for it? Lin Feng didn't care about a penny or two, but the thought of those two widows taking advantage of such a thing made him feel disgusted.

"You...you..." The third aunt pointed at the door as Lin Feng closed it, unable to speak for a long time. As the shouts from the middle courtyard grew louder, the third aunt finally came to her senses and hurriedly left the courtyard.

Soon, a young and strong man parked the cart at the gate of the yard. There was a high threshold at the gate, so the cart could not get in!

The strong and robust second aunt helped Qin Huairu, while the first aunt carried a quilt behind her. They could only awkwardly place Qin Huairu on the cart covered with the quilt!

"You need to send someone with you. The pregnant woman will be on the cart, so someone needs to help her. The road is difficult to walk on, so you need to tell me immediately if anything happens!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you!" The first auntie watched as the second and third aunties disappeared into the distance, and Jia Zhangshi was nowhere to be seen either, so she could only reluctantly agree!

They dared not pull the cart too fast, and it took more than 10 minutes to get to the hospital. Qin Huairu was lying on the cart, her water had broken. As soon as the cart arrived at the hospital entrance, an old woman shouted anxiously. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw several nurses carrying Qin Huairu into the hospital.

"This lady has 2 yuan!"

The middle-aged woman's face darkened upon hearing Wei Bo's words. "Isn't it 1 cents? Why is it so expensive?"

The tow truck driver immediately turned hostile. "When I called the truck, I made it clear beforehand that she was pregnant! Any mishap would be a serious matter. If it weren't for me, no one would have picked me up! Now you want to back out? Look at my truck!"

The older woman, seeing the water stains on the car after the blanket was removed, and the blanket stuck to her neck, was speechless. "Fine, fine, two yuan it is!"

After entering the hospital, the elderly woman had barely caught her breath and had just put down the blanket when a nurse came to her side.

"The pregnant woman was brought in too late; her water had already broken. What are you family members doing here?"

The older woman was so humiliated she didn't dare utter a sound. "How is she now?"

"The pregnant woman is doing well! She's in the operating room now. Go and pay the fees!"

Looking at the payment slip in her hand, the elderly woman was on the verge of tears.

Inside the cafeteria, Director Ma had just finished his assigned cooking duties and was leisurely sipping tea in his office, preparing to end his pleasant day as it approached the end of the workday, when Liu Lan rushed over in a panic.

"Director Ma, something terrible has happened!"

Hearing the woman's voice, Director Ma frowned. "What's with the panic! What kind of behavior is this? Is the sky going to fall?"

"Shazhu, Shazhu, he's run away!" Liu Lan ran over, breathless.

With a crash, Director Ma's cup fell to the ground. "He ran away! What about the special meals? The leaders are almost at the table, isn't this a disaster? Why did he run away?"

"A widow in his courtyard gave birth!"

"What the hell? What does a widow giving birth have to do with him? That's outrageous, utterly absurd!"

"How should I know?" Liu Lan rolled her eyes. "Yi Zhonghai from the workshop called him away, why are you taking it out on me? What do you think we should do now?"

Director Ma felt a surge of anger rise from the soles of his feet and rush to the top of his head, washing away a few more of the already sparse hair on his head.

"I know what to do, but I don't know how to do it either!" Director Ma felt his mouth was dry. He loosened a button on his collar and looked at Liu Lan when he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Come with me to see Director Li, we'll go together to report the situation!"

"I'm not going. I'm not stupid!"

"One pound of grain coupons!"

"This has nothing to do with me!"

"Five catties!"

"make a deal!"

Director Ma...