My happy life in a courtyard house with triplets.

Chapter 327: Qin Huairu Wants a House

Qin Huairu wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, tears streaming down her face. She cried until she almost fainted, repeatedly muttering, "I don't want to live anymore... I can't face anyone anymore..."

He Daqing had been beating for a long time, but his strength was gradually exhausted. Looking at his son who was dying on the ground, and then at Qin Huairu who was crying her heart out, he felt both angry and pained. But he also understood that things had come to this point, and it would be useless to beat Sha Zhu to death.

He was panting heavily when he suddenly noticed the noise at the door and shouted sharply, "Who's out there!"

He Yushui was so frightened that she scrambled back to her room, buried herself under the covers, and trembled all over, forcing herself not to think about what she had just seen.

He Daqing walked to the door, glanced inside, and seeing no one, slammed the door shut, plunging the room into a deathly silence.

He grabbed the liquor on the table, tilted his head back and gulped down several mouthfuls, then lit a cigarette and smoked one after another, his face frighteningly gloomy.

After Qin Huairu slowly finished dressing and walked up to him, He Daqing glanced at Sha Zhu, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and sighed deeply.

"Come with me to the backyard."

Without saying a word, he grabbed Qin Huairu's hand and walked towards the backyard, leaving Sha Zhu alone on the floor inside the house.

Back in the back room, after closing the door, He Daqing said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry you had to go through with this today. But he is still my own son, and I couldn't really kill him."

Qin Huairu could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face: "He Daqing, are you even human? He treated me like this, and you're just going to let it go like this?"

He Daqing also lost his temper, growling, "Then what can I do? Beat him to death?"

Qin Huairu was startled by the shout, but she calmed down—she knew that He Daqing would never really kill Sha Zhu.

After a moment of silence, Qin Huairu wiped away her tears, looked up at He Daqing, and said in an unusually calm tone, "I can keep quiet, but I want to make amends."

"you say."

"I want those two rooms that Sha Zhu has."

He Daqing paused for a moment, looked at her, and then, considering the messy situation, finally nodded: "Okay, you can have it. But Sha Zhu still has to stay there; we can't let the people in the courtyard notice anything amiss."

"I agree." Qin Huairu nodded, "But from now on, we'll live separately in the backyard and the middle yard. We'll build our own stove in the backyard and eat our own food. We won't be involved with Sha Zhu anymore."

He Daqing thought about it and agreed.

It was midnight, and the room was pitch black.

He Daqing tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while Qin Huairu beside him also stared blankly with her eyes open.

After tonight's events, He Daqing felt extremely awkward, and even getting close to Qin Huairu felt embarrassing.

Qin Huairu remained silent for a long time before suddenly speaking softly, her voice so low it was almost inaudible: "I wasn't dirty... he didn't... he didn't actually go in..."

He Daqing felt a surge of irritation and didn't want to say another word. He suddenly turned over, covered his head with the blanket, and refused to make a sound.

Qin Huairu stared at the dark roof, tears silently streaming down her face. Her heart felt icy cold, and she kept asking herself: What terrible things have I done to deserve this...?

The next morning, He Yushui quietly opened the door of the main house in the middle courtyard. When she saw He Yuzhu lying on the ground, she was startled.

She quickly knelt down and shook He Yuzhu anxiously, "Brother, wake up, wake up!"

After shaking for a while, He Yuzhu didn't make a sound. He Yushui was terrified and ran all the way to the backyard, banging on He Daqing's door: "Dad, open the door! Dad!"

Upon hearing his daughter's voice, He Daqing quickly opened the door: "Yushui, what's wrong?"

He Yushui forced herself not to think about what happened last night, pretending she knew nothing, her voice trembling: "Dad, my brother is lying on the ground and won't get up, no matter how much I call him, it's no use."

He Daqing's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!" He was so angry last night that he had left Sha Zhu on the ground and ignored him.

He rushed to the Intermediate People's Court immediately, and when he touched He Yuzhu, he found he was still breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to He Yushui and Qin Huairu, who had followed him, urgently saying, "Quickly find a cart and get him to the hospital!"

The commotion at the He family's house immediately alerted everyone in the courtyard. Seeing He Daqing's flustered state, someone stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, what happened to your family?"

He Daqing tried to remain calm: "Zhu Zi drank by himself last night and lay on the ground all night. I was afraid something might happen, so I took him to the hospital to get checked out."

All eyes turned to He Yuzhu on the cart, and immediately someone with sharp eyes exclaimed, "Grandpa, what happened to Shazhu's face? It's swollen like he's been beaten up!"

He Daqing didn't have time to explain in detail, so he casually brushed it off, saying, "He probably fell because he was drunk last night."

After saying that, he picked up the cart and hurriedly rushed to the hospital.

In the hospital corridor, He Daqing was filled with mixed feelings. He was afraid that something might happen to Shazhu, but he didn't know how to explain it to He Yushui, and he didn't know how to face his son when he woke up.

Qin Huairu glanced at the tense atmosphere between the two and said softly, "I'm going home first."

He Daqing didn't speak, he just nodded. He Yushui didn't ask any more questions, and waited quietly to the side.

Not long after, the doctor came out of the examination room, glanced at He Daqing, and said with displeasure, "What's wrong with your family? They only brought him here after he'd been beaten like this?"

He Daqing's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Doctor, how is he? Is he in serious condition?"

The doctor sighed, "He's fine, but he needs proper care. He'll need to be hospitalized for observation."

He Daqing was finally relieved—if he had really beaten his son to death, he would never have been able to live with himself. He Yushui, who was standing next to him, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the news that Sha Zhu had been sent to the hospital spread throughout the courtyard.

When Xu Damao heard that Sha Zhu had drunk himself into a stupor and ended up in the hospital, he was beaming with pride, smiling at everyone he met. He couldn't have been happier.

Liu Haizhong, standing to the side, looked at Xu Damao and slowly said, "Damao, what do you think happened to Shazhu? He drank too much and ended up like this."

Xu Damao, his face full of schadenfreude, lowered his voice and said, "Second Uncle, don't you understand? Sha Zhu is getting his comeuppance. He's done too many bad things, and even God can't stand it anymore."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong immediately chimed in with a laugh: "You're right! The He family has probably done countless underhanded things behind the scenes, but no one dares to say it."

Seeing this, Xu Damao quickly took out a cigarette and offered it to him, taking the opportunity to ingratiate himself: "Second Uncle, if you ask me, the position of the eldest uncle in this courtyard should rightfully belong to you. He Daqing hasn't been in the courtyard for so many years and hasn't contributed anything to it, so why is he occupying this position?"

Liu Haizhong was overjoyed and patted Xu Damao's arm: "Damao, you're the only one in the whole courtyard who sees things clearly! We're on the same page; everyone else has been kept in the dark by He Daqing."

Xu Damao pressed his advantage: "Second Uncle, look at He Daqing and Shazhu, they're both cooks, they're so busy they don't have time to care about things in the yard. I think we should join forces with Third Uncle, we absolutely can't let the He family keep putting us down."

Liu Haizhong immediately became interested: "Da Mao, tell me in detail, how exactly do you plan to form an alliance?"

"It's not convenient to talk about this here. Let's go to the front yard and find Uncle San, then we can talk behind closed doors."