My happy life in a courtyard house with triplets.

Chapter 385: Jia Dongxu Chokes to Death While Eating a Date

Courtyard No. 95.

Everyone had left for work, so Sha Zhu quietly slipped into the backyard, found Qin Huairu, and anxiously asked, "Qin Huairu, what's wrong? Why did you have to find me now?"

Qin Huairu glared at Sha Zhu and said angrily, "Sha Zhu, if you don't do what I asked you to do today, don't ever come looking for me again. Do you know that He Daqing forced himself on me last night?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu immediately panicked: "What? He dares?"

Qin Huairu immediately raised her voice: "What is there for him not to dare to do? Besides, don't you know who you are and who he is? I'll say it one last time—it's either him or me, you choose."

Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu and nodded firmly: "I understand."

Watching Sha Zhu's departing figure, Qin Huairu thought to herself: Not yet, I need to prepare for both possibilities.

She turned and went back into the house, opened the money box, took out several dozen yuan, and stuffed it into her pocket. After waiting for a long time and making sure no one in the courtyard was paying attention to her, she secretly left the courtyard.

Sha Zhu returned to the steel mill's canteen, holding a cleaver, and chopped several times in the air above the cutting board. Those around him were stunned, because there wasn't a single vegetable on his cutting board; he was essentially cutting the air.

Someone kindly reminded him, "Hey Sha Zhu, what are you doing? There's nothing on the cutting board, what are you chopping?"

Sha Zhu then snapped out of his reverie, realizing he had been lost in thought, and quickly covered it up by saying, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

These past few days, he had already figured out He Daqing's usual route home every night. At this moment, he was very conflicted, wondering whether he should do it or not. But when he thought of Qin Huairu crying so hard she couldn't catch her breath, he steeled his heart and made up his mind.

Now let's talk about Zhang Lei.

After leaving Yang Maixiang's house, he intended to visit the He family to see if he could run into He Wenhui. However, he didn't see He Wenhui; instead, he encountered He Wenyuan first.

As soon as He Wenyuan saw Zhang Lei, he excitedly blocked his way: "Zhang Lei! I did exactly as you said. When Liu Hongchang came to see my sister, I stopped him!"

Zhang Lei reached out and patted her head: "Well done."

He Wenyuan proudly raised his head: "I told you I could satisfy you."

After she finished speaking, she stared at Zhang Lei with bright, sparkling eyes.

Zhang Lei looked at her and asked directly, "Tell me, will your sister marry me?"

He Wenyuan's eyes widened, and he paused for a moment, stunned: "You really want to marry my sister?"

Zhang Lei nodded: "Yes. If you marry your sister, your life will be much better. I have plenty of money. Besides, I can help cure your mother's eyes."

He Wenyuan couldn't believe it: "Zhang Lei, are you serious?"

"Is that a lie? Didn't I give your sister ten yuan before so she could take your mother to get her eyes checked? As long as your sister marries me, we'll be family, and I'll take care of everything for your mother's medical treatment."

Upon hearing this, He Wenyuan immediately grabbed Zhang Lei's hand: "Come on, come on, let's go back!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Your sister might not even like me yet."

He Wenyuan immediately patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry, my sister definitely likes you! You're so handsome, not to mention her, I like you too."

Zhang Lei said with a laugh, "How old are you to like me? I think you just like my money."

Wearing a skirt, He Wenyuan stood tall and proud: "I'm almost an adult, and besides, mine isn't young anymore." He even deliberately puffed out his chest as he spoke.

Zhang Lei looked speechless: "I was talking about your sister's business. Why are you meddling? If you want to get involved, wait until you grow up."

He Wenyuan was a little discouraged, but still earnestly assured her, "Don't worry, I'll definitely get my sister to agree to marry you!"

Zhang Lei laughed: "Okay, as long as you do me this big favor, I'll definitely treat you well."

As he spoke, he took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "This is for you first, take it and spend it."

Upon seeing the five yuan, He Wenyuan immediately exclaimed happily, "Thank you, brother-in-law!"

Zhang Lei was both amused and exasperated. The relationship was still far from being established, yet the other party was already calling him "brother-in-law."

He knew very well that with He Wenyuan as a helpful ally, and He Wenhui's determination to cure her mother's eyes, controlling He Wenhui would be a piece of cake.

Having figured all this out, Zhang Lei returned to the courtyard house with satisfaction.

He had just reached the entrance of courtyard house number 95 when he saw several wives waiting there. Zhang Lei felt a little embarrassed and quickly explained what had happened the night before.

Chen Xueru looked at him and teased with a smile, "You're so lucky. You made us sisters worry all night for nothing."

Zhang Lei quickly apologized to each of them and coaxed them for a while before he finally calmed them down.

He breathed a sigh of relief, moved his own recliner over, lay down in the yard, and prepared to take another nap.

After buying her things, Qin Huairu tucked them tightly into her bosom and quietly walked into the courtyard.

But as soon as she reached the middle courtyard, she bumped into Jia Zhangshi. Qin Huairu felt a little strange. Jia Zhangshi should be cleaning at the factory gate at this time, so why was she at home? She didn't bother with her and just wanted to quickly take her things home and hide them.

To everyone's surprise, Madam Jia flew into a rage the moment she saw Qin Huairu, blocking her path and shrilly shouting, "Qin Huairu, you little slut, why don't you greet me when you see me?"

Qin Huairu's face darkened, and she said angrily, "Jia Zhangshi, what is the relationship between our two families? Why should I have to greet you?"

Enraged by her retort, Madam Jia Zhang retorted, "Qin Huairu, you little slut! You used to be my daughter-in-law, but now you think we're poor and you're divorcing my son! You gold-digger!"

Qin Huairu immediately retorted, "Jia Zhangshi, don't spew nonsense! Everyone in the courtyard knows your character and your family's situation. Do I need to tell you?"

The two argued more and more fiercely, and Jia Zhangshi raised her hand as if to hit her.

Qin Huairu immediately shouted angrily, "Jia Zhangshi, you dare to lay a finger on me today! When He Daqing and Shazhu come back tonight, let's see if I can get them to beat you to death!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Jia froze on the spot. She knew very well that Qin Huairu now had He Daqing and Sha Zhu backing her, and she couldn't afford to offend her at all.

Her momentum instantly deflated, and Jia Zhangshi retorted stubbornly, "Who said I was going to hit you? Can't I just raise my hand?"

Seeing Jia Zhangshi's angry but speechless expression, Qin Huairu felt extremely smug. Jia Zhangshi spat angrily on the ground, turned around, and left.

Just then, Qin Huairu smelled a pungent stench wafting from the Jia family's house. She glanced at the Jia family's door and immediately understood—it turned out that Jia Dongxu had soiled his pants, and Jia Zhangshi was at home cleaning him up, which was why she hadn't gone to work.

Lying in bed, Jia Dongxu vaguely saw someone at the door and called out in a hoarse voice, "Who's standing there?"

Qin Huairu simply walked in without any hesitation.

When Jia Dongxu saw her, he was taken aback: "Qin Huairu, what are you doing here?"

Qin Huairu looked down at him, her tone cold and sarcastic: "Jia Dongxu, why can't it be me? Look at the state you're in now, you might as well be dead."

Jia Dongxu exclaimed in disbelief, "Qin Huairu, do you know what you're saying? How dare you curse me?"

Qin Huairu sneered, "So what if I curse you? Come and hit me if you dare! Can you?"

Jia Dongxu was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't move at all. He could only grab a date from the table and stuff it into his mouth to vent his anger.

Seeing his state, Qin Huairu cursed even more fiercely: "Jia Dongxu, you're such a waste! Your mother has to bathe you first thing in the morning. A grown man like you, making me serve you every day, why don't you just die!"

Just as he finished speaking, Jia Dongxu was about to retort in anger when his expression suddenly changed. The jujube was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

His face flushed red instantly, and he struggled wildly with his hands and feet.

Qin Huairu was startled and instinctively wanted to step forward to help, but the image of Jia Zhangshi verbally abusing her just now flashed before her eyes. She stopped abruptly, a cold smile slowly curling at the corner of her lips.

"Jia Dongxu, you really are a good-for-nothing. You can even choke to death while eating a date."

She stood there, motionless, watching Jia Dongxu struggle desperately.

Jia Dongxu looked terrified and reached out his hand to her, but Qin Huairu just watched coldly.

A few minutes later, Jia Dongxu's body went limp, and he lay stiffly on the bed, motionless.

Qin Huairu, instead of being afraid, felt a surge of secret joy upon seeing this scene.

This is what happens when you offend her.

When Jia Zhangshi returns and finds Jia Dongxu dead, she will surely be so angry that she will die.

With that in mind, Qin Huairu quietly left the Jia family home, gently closing the door to ensure that no one would discover Jia Dongxu's presence beforehand and save him.