Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

Qin Huairu is Jia Zhangshi's fault. She enjoys the good things herself, but blames Qin Huairu for all the bad things.

In order to keep the sewing machine in the house, Jia Zhangshi had no choice but to have Qin Huairu humbly and pitifully plead for money and tickets.

As for who Qin Huairu borrowed the money from, Jia Zhangshi didn't care and didn't intend to interfere. What did it have to do with Jia Zhangshi what Qin Huairu borrowed, and how she repaid it was Qin Huairu's business.

For a mother-in-law to be this shameless, Jia Zhangshi must be quite experienced and adept at managing her daughter-in-law.

The birds had seen shamelessness before, but never one as shameless as Jia Zhangshi, and they all felt sorry for Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu started to cry, and said to Wang Lin in a pitiful tone, "Wang Lin, we misunderstood you, we're sorry, but we really can't come up with the money and the tickets."

First cry, then wipe away tears, then play the victim – don't these beasts ever get tired of Qin Huairu's tactic?

"Wang Lin, this widow has had a hard life. It's not appropriate for you to ask for money like this."

"Exactly, if it were me, I would just say no directly."

A bunch of beasts have started to sympathize with Qin Huairu again.

Wang Lin felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, which made him very unhappy. To cheer himself up, Wang Lin brought up the old topic again: "Hey, hey, hey, you guys don't actually believe Qin Huairu's words, do you? Did you see her pay slip when she received her salary? You're here supporting her, but she only makes 27.5 yuan a month. What about you?"

Twenty-seven yuan and fifty cents seems to have become an insurmountable hurdle.

Qin Huairu's carefully constructed composure crumbled. Wang Lin was too good at picking the nail on the head; he'd prick her with needles at the slightest provocation! And what he said was actually true.

Liu Haizhong looked at Qin Huairu and asked, "Qin Huairu, is this salary real?"

"Grandpa! Wang Lin has never worked at the factory. He's just spreading rumors on purpose." Qin Huairu certainly couldn't admit it. If she did, who in the compound would be willing to donate money to her family in the future?

Liu Haizhong warned Wang Lin, "Wang Lin! This matter concerns the factory, so you can't say anything carelessly."

Wang Lin grinned. Seeing that Qin Huairu showed no remorse, he focused on the key point and said, "This is simple! Just have her show us her pay stubs and the truth will be revealed."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu thought to herself, "Oh no." She had forgotten about the pay slip. To get by, she continued to play the victim, saying, "I threw away the pay slip. Everyone gets such low wages, it's so frustrating to look at. To improve my skills, I go to an old man every day to ask him for advice on fitter techniques, hoping to get promoted and get a raise as soon as possible."

"I didn't expect Qin Huairu to be so hardworking. I misunderstood her."

“A woman, and a substitute at that. Fitters have to take exams, and with her level two fitter skill, her salary couldn’t possibly be that high.”

Fitters are divided into eight levels, each with a different salary. The lowest level is fitter, and the highest is level eight. Above that is engineer, which is divided into junior, intermediate, and senior levels.

Those who had previously doubted Qin Huairu now thought of her as an inspiring and ambitious widow after hearing this.

Qin Huairu successfully weathered the storm by playing the victim and feigning ignorance to change the subject.

It has to be said that this widow is quite skilled; otherwise, she wouldn't have been willing to suck blood from He Yuzhu for so many years.

Qin Huairu was not a reserved person at the factory. In order to ensure that her family could eat well and have nutrition, she often sneaked into the warehouse with others, but she was never caught. That was her cleverness.

Wang Lin wasn't about to let her resolve things so easily, and brought it up again: "Then let's go to your house and take the sewing machine to pay off the debt. I know where it is, so don't try to play the victim and get away with it."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu looked at Wang Lin with a face full of surprise. Her sewing machine was hidden very well, and Wang Lin had never been to her house. How did he know?

Chapter 43: A great pun, a finishing blow to the big guy!

Could it be that Qin Jingru told Wang Lin? But that doesn't make sense, since Qin Jingru didn't know her family had a sewing machine.

Seeing Qin Huairu's horrified expression, Wang Lin knew she must be wondering how he knew such a secret.

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Upon hearing that the sewing machine was going to be taken away again, Jia Zhangshi shamelessly sat on the ground and started crying and making a scene like a child, shouting, "Old Jia! Come up and see! Someone is bullying a widow and her child! Take him away! We can't live like this!"

Wang Lin pointed at Jia Zhangshi's behavior and said to Liu Haizhong, "Second Uncle, Jia Zhangshi's behavior is feudal superstition. If you don't care, I'm going to report her to the neighborhood committee."

In those days, the neighborhood committees had a lot of power. They could arrange housing, jobs, and even the later educated youth going to the countryside could all be related to the neighborhood committees.

"Wang Lin, why don't you spare Jia Zhangshi for the sake of her age?" Liu Haizhong had just become a grandpa, and Wang Lin had given him such a big problem. Jia Zhangshi's behavior could indeed be considered as engaging in feudal superstition, which was unacceptable and would result in her being arrested, paraded through the streets, and criticized.

"What? Does a bad person stop being a bad person just because they get old?" Wang Lin retorted.

“This…” Liu Haizhong looked at Qin Huairu and said sternly, “Qin Huairu, control your mother-in-law. If she continues to engage in feudal superstitions, I will handle this fairly and send her to the neighborhood committee.”

"Second Uncle, I'll persuade him right away!" Qin Huairu was so frightened that she immediately reached out to pull Jia Zhangshi up, her face full of tears as she pleaded, "Grandma, please get up. Second Uncle will uphold justice for us. Don't mention our deceased father-in-law anymore. If he's watching from heaven, he'll definitely not let such a villain run rampant."

Qin Huairu's advice was fine, but the way she offered it—using veiled insults—was utterly inhumane.

Wang Lin immediately set off to leave, wanting to see just how tough Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi could be.

"What is Wang Lin doing? Is he really going to report us to the neighborhood committee?"

"No way, is Wang Lin really that tough?"

The residents began to whisper among themselves.

Wang Lin started walking towards the front yard. Qin Huairu sensed something was wrong, so she immediately let go of Jia Zhangshi and started to pester Wang Lin, reaching out to grab his arm: "Wang Lin, what do you want to do?"

Wang Lin sped away from Qin Huairu's tugging, turned around and replied with a smile, "What do you want? Of course, I want to make you two, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, fight to the death! Didn't you say you didn't have a sewing machine? Well then, let's go to your house and take a look."

"Oh no! He really knew!" Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu realized that Wang Lin indeed knew where her sewing machine was. Terrified, she abandoned her image as a good wife and rushed to hug Wang Lin, trying to delay him as much as possible. She absolutely could not let Wang Lin go to her house in the front yard.

"Trying to bother me? No way! Dodge, dodge!" Wang Lin moved with the agility of a monkey, easily dodging the attacks. He then shouted to the birds, "I'll take you all to see Qin Huairu's sewing machine."

"A sewing machine? Does Qin Huairu's family really have one?"

"That's unlikely, but Wang Lin has mentioned it several times. Could it be true?"

"Let's go, let's go take a look, this is a big deal."

The group arrived quickly and left quickly.

Unable to catch Wang Lin, Qin Huairu could only stop the onlookers and say, "Don't believe Wang Lin's words, we really don't have a sewing machine at home."

Seeing Qin Huairu like this, a woman frowned and said suspiciously, "We're just going to check if anyone's watching. There's no point in you stopping me!"

After exchanging a glance, the two women tacitly grabbed Qin Huairu from either side, determined to see if she had been lying to them all along.

Qin Huairu was restrained, and she immediately shouted to Jia Zhangshi, "Mother-in-law, save me."

"Let go of my daughter-in-law." Jia Zhangshi stopped calling for her soul and got up, unleashing her rampage as she charged directly at the two women holding Qin Huairu.

The two women were no match for Jia Zhangshi's size; a single charge sent them both flying.

"Oh dear! Jia Zhangshi, have you gone mad?"

"My back... who knows what kind of serious mental illness Qin Huairu and her family might have."

Qin Huairu seized the opportunity to quickly chase after Wang Lin; she couldn't let Wang Lin reveal the sewing machine to the public.

This sewing machine is Qin Huairu's fig leaf. If this fig leaf is removed, it will be difficult for Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu to "suck blood" by playing the victim in the courtyard.

Like a shrew, Jia Zhangshi acted arrogantly in the crowd, saying, "Anyway, this old woman is sick and has to take medicine every month. Come on! If you touch me, I'll lie down and rely on you."

It has to be said that Jia Zhangshi's shamelessness is truly terrifying.

"Come on! Anyone who dares to touch me!"

Her hair was disheveled, her big eyes were wide open, and her head was lowered, like a mad bull. I don't know how Jia Dongxu's father could have taken a liking to Jia Zhangshi back then. Marrying her home will definitely not bring him a good life.

"Second Uncle, no, First Uncle, look at this Jia Zhangshi, aren't you going to do anything about her?" Xu Damao was waiting to see a good show, how could he let Jia Zhangshi continue to go crazy?

"Even if you call me 'Grandpa,' I can't control Jia Zhangshi who's gone mad right now." Liu Haizhong was trying to avoid her as much as possible; he didn't want to go up and invite trouble. It seemed he had suffered a lot at the hands of Jia Zhangshi when he was young.

"Let's ignore her and go straight to Qin Huairu's house," Xu Damao shouted.

"Right, right, right, if we can't afford to offend them, we can at least avoid them."

"Let's go, let's go."

A group of people started playing games with Jia Zhangshi. They would look at her and not move, or they would run away if she didn't look at them. The main point was to play!

It was too much for Jia Zhangshi to keep an eye on so many people by herself, so she simply went to the courtyard gate and blocked it.

Qin Huairu and several neighbors from the compound caught up with Wang Lin, but unfortunately, Wang Lin ran too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. By the time they arrived at Qin Huairu's door, Wang Lin had already taken the sewing machine he had hidden out of Qin Huairu's house.

Banggeng sat on the sewing machine, looking completely bewildered. It seemed like someone had broken into his house and ransacked it. He jumped up and shouted, "Thief!" Then he got a big punch to the face. He was stunned. He only heard the thief say, "Found it." Then he carried the sewing machine to the yard and the thoughtful thief even put him on the sewing machine to sit on.

"It's over." Qin Huairu looked at the sewing machine and the stick, and she felt that something big was about to happen.

Wang Lin's unconventional approach made Qin Huairu feel very uncomfortable, as if she were punching cotton.

Banggeng jumped down and ran to Qin Huairu, pointing at Wang Lin and complaining to her, "Mom! He broke into our house and took our sewing machine out. Let's call the police and have him arrested! Let him go to jail and eat in jail! From now on, all the good food in his house will be ours, and even the house will be ours."

Those neighbors who followed were like calves pulling knives, their eyes opened to a whole new world.

"I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like sons!" Wang Lin was worried that no one would explain, but this guy was indeed Qin Huairu's good eldest son, even Qin's mother added insult to injury! One word: ruthless!

Good heavens! Qin Huairu's family actually has a sewing machine, and Bang Geng even wants to report Wang Lin, want Wang Lin to go to jail, and want to seize everything from Wang Lin's family?

Chapter 44 Unveiling Qin Huairu's Shameful Mask

"Qin Huairu, aren't you going to give us an explanation?"

"Exactly, I always thought your family was really struggling to make ends meet, but I never expected you to have such a big item as a sewing machine."

"I thought Qin Huairu's family was the poorest in our compound, but now I realize that I can't even afford the legs for my sewing machine."

"It's over... Everyone knows now..." Listening to the condemnations from the neighbors in the surrounding compound, Qin Huairu's head was buzzing, she felt a little short of breath, and the world was spinning.

"Bastard!" Seeing that his mother was not speaking and looked like she was about to faint, Jia Banggeng didn't know where he got the courage, so he directly imitated the characters in the comic book and gave Wang Lin a running kick.

Wang Lin moved gracefully to the side to avoid the attack.

Banggeng used too much force and did a split in front of Wang Lin. Because the road was a bit slippery in winter, Banggeng's split was quite powerful, and he let out a heart-wrenching howl.

Wang Lin looked at Bang Geng doing the splits and commented with a smile, "Not bad! You've got a bit of a professional touch."

Qin Huairu exclaimed "Bang Geng!" and ran over to help Bang Geng up.

Banggeng clutched his groin, tears streaming down his face, and glared at Wang Lin, shouting angrily, "You have no sportsmanship! You actually dodged! You can't take a joke!"

Wang Lin shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Seeing you get your comeuppance makes me feel good. Time to go home and have breakfast!"

"Wang Lin! Are you determined to destroy our family and bring us to ruin?" Qin Huairu wailed, as if she were the victim.

Wang Lin, who had only taken two steps, turned back to look at Qin Huairu, as if he were an all-knowing "god" who saw through her thoughts and said, "Qin Huairu! How you suck Sha Zhu's blood is none of my business, but don't expect me, Wang Lin, to give you a single grain of rice!" After saying that, he left.

Such a direct statement made Qin Huairu's heart tremble. Did Wang Lin know something?

Why does he understand her so well? Does he know her true nature?

After Wang Lin finished speaking, he didn't care whether Qin Huairu would restrain herself or not. As long as she didn't provoke him in the future, he could ignore her. But if she still didn't repent and insisted on using her status as a widow to take advantage of him, then sorry! She would regret being born.

"Qin Huairu, explain yourself, what's going on with the sewing machine?"