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

This is what it means to have a fulfilling life.

As everyone chattered, they felt a sense of peace when they thought of Hao Jianguo and his father's actions.

A few days later, an unexpected visitor came to the courtyard.

As the residents of the courtyard were chatting in the yard as usual, they suddenly saw a figure appear in front of the door.

The person who came was Qin Huairu.

The moment she appeared, the laughter and chatter in the courtyard ceased abruptly.

Everyone looked at her with complicated expressions.

No one expected that Qin Huairu would come back at this time.

Liu Guangfu frowned and muttered to himself, "She's alright now?"

"The police officers have already come. Since they let her come back, it should mean that she has nothing to do with the case, right?"

If she really committed a crime, how could we let her come back?

People in the courtyard gradually gathered around.

In just a few days, Qin Huairu looked much more haggard, and fine lines appeared around her eyes and mouth.

After listening to the police's explanation, everyone understood what had happened.

Old Wang's death was indeed unrelated to Qin Huairu, just as she had said before.

But this only made many people look at her more strangely.

Another man died beside her.

Could it be that Qin Huairu is truly cursed by fate?

Qin Huairu's face was pale, and her gaze swept blankly around her.

Looking at her neighbors pointing and whispering about her, she knew in her heart that her reputation was completely ruined.

Once her reputation for bringing misfortune to men spreads, who would dare approach her in the future? They would probably all stay far away.

But she no longer cared about any of that.

For Qin Huairu now, this is already considered lucky—Old Jin is gone, the house belongs to her, and she can finally stay in the city legitimately.

Having experienced so much, she seemed to have suddenly seen through many things, and even had a sense of enlightenment.

Having a house means having something to rely on.

What does reputation matter? It doesn't matter anymore.

Although she married a decrepit old man, she didn't suffer any loss.

The man died before he could even touch her, and he ended up with a house for free.

It's like getting a bargain for free.

She used to resent Liu Haizhong and the others for giving her bad advice, feeling that they were deliberately making her look bad.

But I don't think that way anymore.

Qin Huairu was even somewhat grateful to Liu Haizhong.

If it weren't for his efforts to bring us together, I wouldn't have had such good luck.

However, Qin Huairu's return disrupted the brief peace of the courtyard.

The day before she returned, she heard that Yu Li was about to give birth.

This news nearly drove Qin Huairu mad.

In her opinion, if Hao Jianguo hadn't interfered, she might still be able to be with Sha Zhu; Xu Damao had also been interested in her, but Hao Jianguo ruined it all.

In her heart, Hao Jianguo was the most hateful stumbling block in the world.

Now, her desire to remarry is nothing but wishful thinking; she is destined to live the life of a widow, burdened by stigma.

He himself had fallen to such a state, but Hao Jianguo was living a better life every day.

Qin Huairu felt a surge of bitterness welling up inside her, and she wished she could rush up and kick Yu Li a couple of times.

"What's there to be proud of? So what if she got pregnant? She's just a shameless woman, and the child she gives birth to will be a bastard."

"Comparing childbirth? I've had three, what makes you think you can compare?"

"Just wait and see. All men are the same. Once you have a child and your appearance becomes haggard, Hao Jianguo will get tired of you sooner or later."

"Pah! What kind of trash is this!"

She stood by the door, cursing one sentence after another, her voice shrill and sharp.

Hearing the noise, the neighbors in the courtyard all frowned.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to argue, but Qin Huairu had already lost all pretense of civility and wasn't afraid of being criticized. Instead, she became more and more aggressive in her insults, scratching and clawing at people, and even hurling insults at those trying to mediate.

Seeing her fierce and unruly nature, and knowing that neither scolding nor beating her had any effect, the crowd could only shake their heads and back away.

"What a crazy woman! If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have tried to set her up with Old Man Jin in the first place. I should have just kicked her out of the yard and given everyone some peace and quiet!"

Some people in the crowd couldn't help but complain.

"Exactly! When she wanted to stay, she was all smiles and bowing to us. Now that she's established herself, she's showing her true colors."

As he spoke, several cold gazes swept over Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong.

It was Yan Bugui who initially suggested that Qin Huairu marry Old Man Jin, and it was Liu Haizhong who took charge of the arrangements.

Now that things have turned out this way, the two of them have naturally become the targets of everyone's complaints.

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong exchanged a bitter glance.

They originally intended to use this incident to curry favor with Hao Jianguo and humiliate Qin Huairu, but unexpectedly, Old Man Jin died young, shortly after his marriage.

The two of them are currently facing a huge headache.

The only person left in the courtyard who could still exchange a few words with Qin Huairu was Aunt Er.

Liu Haizhong had no choice but to urge his wife to go and persuade her.

Aunt Er approached with a stiff upper lip, coughed lightly, and said, "Huai Ru, I understand you're angry, but things have already come to this. Say less, it won't do you any good to make a scene."

Qin Huairu was still angry, but she managed to lower her voice a little in front of Aunt Er.

"No benefit? What am I afraid of? I'll just keep yelling! Let him try to mess with me if he dares! I have nothing now, why should I be afraid of him?"

Aunt Er sighed inwardly. If it weren't for everyone in the courtyard blaming Old Liu, she really wouldn't want to get involved.

"You're new here, you don't know the situation."

Everyone in this courtyard can gossip, but you absolutely cannot mess with Hao Jianguo.

I'm telling you...

She then recounted in detail how the deaf old lady, Sha Zhu, and others had plotted against Hao Jianguo and were subsequently punished, even mentioning "Old Hao."

The miraculous appearances also added a touch of mystery to the story.

"So, never make a mistake."

Think about what happened to the deaf old woman and the others later. Is Hao Jianguo someone to be trifled with? His ancestors are protecting him from heaven.

Aunt Er spoke in such a mysterious way that I felt a chill run down my spine.

Although the Liu family had always tried to curry favor with Hao Jianguo, they hadn't even dared to approach that house these days. Who knew "Old Hao"?

Have they left yet?

Qin Huairu was stunned after hearing this and remained silent.

She never expected that during the days she was away from the hospital, this courtyard house would be the site of such an event.

After a moment of silent contemplation, a sneer of contempt appeared on Qin Huairu's lips.

Right now, she doesn't believe any of these claims.

"Ha, what nonsense are you talking about? Old Hao is here? You actually believe something like that?"

She glanced at the second-aged woman sideways, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Auntie Er, have you forgotten about that Taoist priest Wang? You're an experienced person in the courtyard, how can you be so superstitious? If you ask me, Hao Jianguo must be behind this, and you've all been fooled by him."

Having never witnessed Sha Zhu and the others' disheveled state firsthand, Qin Huairu refused to believe it no matter what.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Er could only shake her head repeatedly.

"Sigh, Qin Huairu, you... just listen to my advice. If you keep being so stubborn, you'll run into trouble sooner or later."

Some things are better taken seriously than completely ignored.

No matter how much Aunt Er pleaded with her, Qin Huairu wouldn't listen to a word.

"I refuse to believe it!"

This remains her stance.

Aunt Er was speechless for a moment.

She didn't want to waste any more words.

Everything that needed to be said and could be said has been said. If Qin Huairu insists on jumping into the pit herself, who can she blame?

When she really gets into trouble, she will know fear and regret it.

Just as Aunt Er had predicted, bad luck struck at the door in no time.

Qin Huairu had only rested in Old Man Jin's house for one night when trouble knocked on the courtyard gate early the next morning.

A chubby young man, followed by three or five idlers, barged into the courtyard.

"What are you doing? This isn't a place to run wild."

Grandpa San immediately spoke up—as the person in charge of the courtyard, there was someone he couldn't ignore.

Uncle Er, with his usual air of authority, pouted and ordered, "Liu Guangfu, go report to the police! Humph, daring to cause trouble in our courtyard, they're simply lawless."

The chubby boy's face immediately turned ugly.

He had barely entered the courtyard, and before he could even say a word, this group of people were already suspicious and wanted to call the police.

That's utterly absurd.

"Are you all crazy or what? Just because I came here doesn't mean I'm here to cause trouble. I have important business to attend to."

The chubby boy raised his voice in rebuttal.

Upon hearing this, the people in the courtyard frowned and looked at him with suspicion.

"Important business? What important business?"

Liu Haizhong stepped forward, putting on airs, and said, "I'm in charge of the department. If there's anything, just tell me, and I'll handle it."

At this point, he naturally had to act like the person in charge.

"My name is Jin Jianshe. Jin Dafu lives in this courtyard, right? I am his nephew."

My uncle has passed away, so I need to take this house back.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

No one expected that the chubby boy was actually Jin Dafu's nephew, and that he had come to collect the house.

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong stopped trying to stop him.

He wouldn't interfere as long as the fight didn't take place in the yard.

He pointed in a direction, signaling Jin Jianshe and the others to go and confront Qin Huairu.

Liu Haizhong actually had another plan in mind behind his actions.

These days, Qin Huairu has caused chaos in the courtyard. If we can get Jin Jianshe to help us get rid of her, the courtyard may be able to return to peace and quiet.

At least, the people in the courtyard won't keep complaining about him anymore.

"Let's go check out the excitement."

Xu Damao peeked out and followed.

Liu Guangfu also got excited: "That Qin Huairu is always cursing and swearing, she deserves to suffer a bit, it would be best to have her beaten up to vent our anger."

The group exchanged glances, their faces showing anticipation for a good show.

Qin Huairu was standing by the door, muttering something to herself, when she looked up and saw a large group of people surging towards her room.

When Qin Huairu saw this group of people surrounding her menacingly, her heart tightened.

"What...what are you trying to do?"

Her voice trembled as she glanced at the unfamiliar faces before her.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened in the front yard, the current situation was enough for her to understand that these people were clearly coming for her.

Jin Jianshe didn't intend to waste any more words and went straight to the point: "Old Jin is my uncle."

Now that he's gone, the house should naturally belong to me.

You must be Qin Huairu? I recognize you.

Pack your things and get out of here. This isn't a place for you.

He glanced at Qin Huairu sideways, his tone full of ruthlessness.

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, and Qin Huairu's face instantly turned pale.

She knew in her heart that if she really lost this house, she would probably have a hard time making a living in the future.

Moreover, she used to be arrogant and domineering in this courtyard. If she falls on hard times, who knows how the cold-eyed neighbors will laugh at her.

"Nonsense!"

At first, she was hesitant, but the more she spoke, the more confident she became, "What right do you have to take my house?"

The reason is simple—she was Mr. Jin's lawfully wedded wife, and the inheritance should rightfully belong to her.

"Since you know me, you should know that Old Man Jin and I are husband and wife."

His inheritance belongs to me, of course; you have no right to take this house!

Qin Huairu straightened her back, her eyes revealing a venomous glint.

Anyone who tries to touch her inheritance is essentially taking her life.

At this point, Qin Huairu was almost insane.

But Jin Jianshe was a hoodlum who was used to running rampant in the city, so he wasn't afraid of a woman.

"You won't hand it over, huh? Fine—get it done!"

Too lazy to say anything more, he waved his hand and gave the order, and the few followers around him immediately pounced on him.

Before Qin Huairu could even argue, she was pinned to the ground and subjected to a barrage of punches and kicks.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream tore through the air, but even as she was being beaten, Qin Huairu continued to hurl insults intermittently.

Enraged, one of the thugs grabbed her from the ground and slapped her hard across the face several times.

"Slap! Slap!"

A burning pain shot through her cheek, and Qin Huairu cried out in agony as half of her face quickly swelled up.

But the slap did bring her to her senses.

Looking at the group of men with ferocious faces in front of her, she finally felt real fear.

"Help! Someone, please help!"

She cried out for help desperately, her gaze frantically drifting towards the residents of the courtyard houses in the distance.

To her despair, however, those people just stood far away, watching the spectacle with expressions of amusement. No one came forward to help, and no one said a word for her.

Qin Huairu knew in her heart that she had already offended everyone in the hospital, so why would anyone be willing to help her now? Thinking of this, despair overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

After the beating, Jin Jianshe slowly walked up to her and slapped her again.

"Hmph, weren't you so arrogant just now? You even dared to talk back to me? Why are you so quiet now?"