Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

He couldn't help but recall that he had once coveted Qin Huairu's beauty and had considered taking her in and taking advantage of her.

If Hao Jianguo hadn't stopped him, Xu Damao thought to himself, he might have been the one to die this time.

The thought sent a chill down his spine, and his fear deepened.

He secretly resolved: from now on, he must stay away from this woman; if he got involved with her, disaster would surely follow.

As for whether his own life was tough or not—he dared not gamble.

Xu Damao was filled with gratitude towards Hao Jianguo, whom he considered to be a second father.

"The Jia family has been plagued by one misfortune after another, probably because of Qin Huairu."

Liu Guangfu chimed in from the side.

"The arrival of such a jinx in the courtyard is truly unlucky. I must stay away from her from now on, and never go near any place she has been, lest I be tainted by bad luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people who had been gathered in the room dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Now, wherever Qin Huairu goes, everyone avoids her like the plague.

……

Inside the Jia family's house.

Upon hearing the news, Jia Dongxu burst into laughter.

Qin Huairu had just divorced him, and then immediately married an old man who was on his deathbed. They were to consummate their marriage that very night, which made him extremely jealous. He secretly cursed her with countless hurtful words.

Now that he heard that old man Jin was dead, Jia Dongxu was overjoyed.

"Good riddance! A woman I, Jia Dongxu, don't want, no one else can touch! Qin Huairu, weren't you in a hurry to get married? Now let's see who dares to marry you!"

He got more and more excited as he cursed, his face beaming with satisfaction.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Jia Dongxu's expression suddenly changed.

As if suddenly remembering something, he slammed his fist on the bed.

"Damn it! I knew my legs were ruined! It's all your fault, you jinx! You're a jinx, a disaster!"

Thinking about his current disabled situation, Jia Dongxu blamed everything on Qin Huairu. He was so angry that he could hardly breathe.

In stark contrast to Jia Dongxu, He Daqing was overjoyed to hear of Old Man Jin's death.

For him, Old Man Jin was a ready-made negative example, perfect for teaching Sha Zhu a lesson.

As for Old Man Jin's life or death, He Daqing didn't care at all—in his opinion, it was purely the old man's own fault.

At his age, why insist on getting married? Isn't he just asking for trouble?

"Silly Zhu, do you see things clearly now? I advised you before not to provoke Qin Huairu and not to marry her, but you wouldn't listen."

Now that there are living examples right in front of us, shouldn't we believe it?

"That Qin Huairu is no good at all. She's cursed and destined to bring misfortune to her husband! Luckily you didn't marry her, otherwise you'd be the one lying there today."

"Not only will you suffer then, but the entire He family might also be dragged down with you!"

He Daqing deliberately made his words sound extremely serious.

Normally, Sha Zhu would never have believed his words, but now that the facts were right in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Sha Zhu turned pale upon hearing this, and as he recalled his past feelings for Qin Huairu, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Is...is it really that bad? Is she...is she really that cursed to bring misfortune to her husbands?"

Sha Zhu gasped, his voice trembling slightly.

He Daqing was extremely shrewd; just by looking at his son's expression, he knew that his words had taken to heart.

"Of course it's true! I'm your own father, would I harm you? I'm doing this all for your own good, son!"

In the end, Sha Zhu was completely persuaded.

At this moment, he felt only relief, thankful that he hadn't actually married Qin Huairu back then.

He Yushui, standing to the side, was extremely anxious.

She had long since decided that Qin Huairu was her sister-in-law, and seeing her brother being swayed by her father's words, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

She made up her mind that once He Daqing left, she would speak highly of Qin Huairu to Sha Zhu and try to win her brother back.

As for the present... she could only suppress the thought for the time being and look for another opportunity.

He Yushui knew very well that if she said even half a good word about Qin Huairu in this situation, she would only suffer the consequences in the end.

He Daqing couldn't help but let out another long sigh.

"Speaking of which, Jia Dongxu is really tough."

Even Old Jia was killed by Qin Huairu, but he's only left with hemiplegia, bedridden—his fate is just unbelievably tough.

He shook his head as he spoke, his face filled with complex emotions.

……

Hao Jianguo naturally heard about the commotion in the courtyard.

He found it somewhat absurd; Old Man Jin's joy had turned to sorrow. He hadn't accomplished anything yet, and he had actually died from excitement.

Although Hao Jianguo looked down on Qin Huairu, he knew her to some extent.

He believed that Qin Huairu might have considered making Old Man Jin disappear, but she didn't have the guts to actually do it.

Old Man Jin most likely died alone in his house.

Thinking about this, a strange idea suddenly popped into Hao Jianguo's mind.

"I wonder if Old Man Jin's way of dying counts as dying under a peony flower, even as a ghost..."

He muttered something under his breath.

Yu Li was right next to her and heard everything clearly, and immediately burst out laughing.

Laugh out loud.

She glanced at Hao Jianguo with a smile, never expecting her man to have such a mischievous side.

However, in Yu Li's opinion, these people are just making things difficult for themselves and don't deserve any sympathy.

"My dear wife, you have foresight. We really can't stay here any longer."

First there was the mess caused by Sha Zhu, and now this has resulted in a death. Who knows what other trouble will arise next?

Upon hearing Hao Jianguo's words, Yu Li immediately nodded in deep agreement.

She had long since lost any affection for the people in this courtyard.

If it weren't for the strict regulations these days, where people can't just move around freely, she really wanted to move away with Hao Jianguo right away.

Of course, Hao Jianguo could also stay at her parents' house, but that place was too far from the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Yu Li felt sorry for her husband and couldn't bear to see him working so hard every day.

The next morning, Hao Jianguo took Yu Li back to his mother-in-law's house.

When the two went out, many people in the courtyard had already gotten up.

Those going to work are rushing out the door, while those who are free gather in twos and threes to chat about everyday matters.

For these people who have nothing to do right now, the biggest topic of conversation is naturally the sudden death of Old Man Jin last night.

"So, what's the truth of this matter? Did Old Man Jin really die because of Qin Huairu's curse?"

Aunt Er pulled Aunt San aside and asked in a low voice with curiosity.

Aunt San nodded firmly, "Of course! Otherwise, how could a perfectly healthy person just suddenly disappear? I think Qin Huairu is a strange person; we should all stay away from her from now on."

She spoke with a wary expression, as if Qin Huairu were some kind of contagious plague.

"I don't think so."

Another middle-aged woman who wasn't working came over and plopped down on a nearby stone bench. "I think it might be a play that Qin Huairu wrote and acted out herself."

She had already planned it all out: kill Old Man Jin, then pretend he died of his own accord—that way she'd get the money and wouldn't have to take care of a cripple anymore, killing two birds with one stone.

She spoke very logically and persuasively.

Aunt Er and Aunt San looked at each other, their faces showing a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

"This... can't be, right? Even if Qin Huairu has a terrible reputation, she wouldn't have the guts to do something like this, would she?"

Aunt San gasped softly.

The person who had spoken earlier scoffed, "You can't see into someone's heart. How could you possibly understand her? In the past, would you have imagined that Qin Huairu would do those things? This woman is very cunning."

She paused, then lowered her voice, "Besides, if Qin Huairu really had no problems, the police would have released her long ago. Why haven't we seen her yet?"

Rumors are like knives, they can hurt people the most.

Seeing how serious the woman looked and how eloquently she spoke, the two neighboring women couldn't help but believe her a little, and their minds started to race.

The day after Sha Zhu regained his senses, he went straight to find the old man and the deaf old woman, sincerely apologized, and explained the whole story in detail.

Upon learning that Sha Zhu had truly made a full recovery, the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai felt a sense of relief.

Although he had punched her earlier, since there was a reason for it and it wasn't her intention, the two immediately expressed their understanding.

How could they not understand? If they continued to dwell on the past, and angered Sha Zhu, who would they entrust with their care in their old age and funeral arrangements? The deaf old lady felt this urgency even more. She knew better than anyone that she was getting old and her days were uncertain, and she couldn't do without Sha Zhu's care.

"Grandpa, Grandma, the most important thing right now is to help me resolve this trouble."

Sha Zhu hurriedly spoke his mind, "I... I can't just let things fall apart like this. I don't want to live with Jia Zhangshi anymore. This marriage must end."

Worries are like vines entwining my heart.

He had previously asked Jia Zhangshi for a divorce, and as expected, she refused outright, using harsh words and even storming into his room and causing a scene.

Left with no other choice, Sha Zhu had to ask Yi Zhonghai and the others for help.

Regardless, in this courtyard, even though Yi Zhonghai and the old lady's reputation is not what it used to be, in Sha Zhu's view, they still retain some influence and may be able to keep the scene in check.

"Uncle, Madam, I'd really appreciate it if you could take a closer look at my son's situation."

He Daqing also quickly chimed in from the side.

He naturally dared not neglect this important matter concerning the continuation of the He family line.

Yi Zhonghai pondered for a moment before finally speaking slowly: "There is a way, isn't there?"

In the end, Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady personally stepped forward to put pressure on Jia Zhangshi.

Despite Jia Zhangshi's crying, tantrums, and shrewish behavior, she ultimately couldn't withstand the combined strength of the two.

At the same time, Jia Dongxu also took advantage of this momentum to put pressure on his mother.

"Get out! Let me tell you straight, if you don't divorce Sha Zhu, you might as well go back to your hometown in the countryside!"

This time, Jia Dongxu was unusually firm: "This house belongs to the Jia family. If you're determined to stick with Sha Zhu, you won't get a single penny of the profits!"

Under pressure from several parties, Jia Zhangshi, despite her immense resentment, could only nod in resentment.

Moreover, Sha Zhu's attitude at this moment was unusually firm—this marriage had to be dissolved.

Of course, Sha Zhu also bore some responsibility for this, so He Daqing stepped in and paid Jia Zhangshi a sum of money in compensation.

Given Jia Zhangshi's usual temperament—she's greedy for money—she should have been overjoyed to receive such compensation.

But now, she seems to have fallen in love.

Even with such a large sum of money, she couldn't feel happy at all.

She gazed at Sha Zhu with a sorrowful and anxious expression, her eyes filled with reluctance—the influence of the [Blind Date Talisman] had seeped into her very bones, causing her to develop a genuine attachment to Sha Zhu.

On the way to process the divorce, Jia Zhangshi tried every means to please Sha Zhu, hoping that he would change his mind.

Unfortunately, Sha Zhu's mind was as firm as iron, leaving no room for negotiation.

Having finally regained his freedom, Sha Zhu's gloom vanished, and he regained his cheerful spirit.

However, Jia Zhangshi was completely different.

Back in the courtyard, she stood there like a shrew, pointing at Sha Zhu's window and cursing him with a string of foul language.

"Silly Zhu! I... I never want to see you again!"

After shouting those words, she turned around abruptly and rushed back into her room.

Seeing this, Jia Dongxu finally felt relieved.

He glanced menacingly in the direction of Sha Zhu, his heart filled with surging hatred.

"You idiot Zhu, just you wait. I'll get my revenge for the humiliation you've brought me..."

Sha Zhu naturally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the thoughts of the Jia family mother and son.

In his view, he was in this predicament entirely because of Jia Zhangshi.

He himself was a victim, so how could the Jia family have the nerve to blame him?

Today is a good day for Sha Zhu to regain his freedom. He specially prepared a table of delicious food at home to celebrate his divorce.

Yi Zhonghai and his group were naturally invited as well.

At the dinner table, Yi Zhonghai felt a mix of emotions—after all this commotion, it was rare for these people to be able to sit together again.

"Silly Zhu, you spoke too hastily before, and I didn't ask for details,"

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but speak up, "You said it was all Jia Zhangshi's fault, that she made you lose your mind... What methods did she use?"

He needs to figure this out so he doesn't fall into the same trap later.

Sha Zhu scratched the back of his head: "To be honest, Uncle Yi, I'm also confused."

During that period, whenever I saw Jia Zhangshi, I would feel dizzy and think I absolutely had to be with her... Ugh, don't even mention it, just thinking about it makes me sick.

He shivered as he spoke, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Before he could finish speaking, the old lady next to him suddenly frowned and slapped him.

He slammed his chopsticks down on the table.