Chapter 211: Yan Jiecheng Wants to Marry Qin Huairu

As for Qin Huairu.

Shazhu genuinely looked at her with admiration a few times.

I won't say anything else.

This act of crashing into a pillar to seek death right before our eyes.

Then it exceeded Shazhu's expectations; the ruthlessness and decisiveness of smashing headfirst into the pillar—if it were another woman, whether she would dare to do it, how she would do it, would all be unknown.

Qin Huairu carried it out.

She also exerted all her strength, smashing her own head until it bled profusely.

If it weren't for this deeply ingrained, bone-deep pillar-smashing act, Qin Huairu could never have cleared her own scandalous reputation.

All the suspicions.

Including the accusations by Jia Zhangshi and the deaf old lady that Qin Huairu lacked womanly virtue and did things unbecoming of the Jia family, etc., all flowed away like river water with Qin Huairu's this collision.

By relying on this collision,

The collision forged a new journey.

People would suspect there are insider secrets unknown to outsiders—for example, Yi Zhonghai leveraging his position as Head Steward of the Siheyuan and his status as a Level 8 Technician at the Yagangchang to manipulate and threaten Qin Huairu, forcing her to swallow her anger. Moreover, letting one's imagination run wild, one might wonder whether there are also matters concerning Jia Dongxu, such as, in order to protect Jia Dongxu, agreeing to Yi Zhonghai's unreasonable demands.

Everyone knows Qin Huairu is a country girl.

She lacks experience.

This exactly also became evidence that Qin Huairu was easily manipulated by Yi Zhonghai.

But it only caused suffering for Yi Zhonghai.

He must take the blame for Qin Huairu.

Out of respect for Huaihua.

Yi Zhonghai wants to avoid taking the blame but cannot.

One sentence.

High.

Qin Huairu, who originally might have been kicked out, also kept her job at the Yagangchang thanks to this collision.

On Shazhu's face, a hint of solemnity appeared.

The drama of the Siheyuan.

Increasingly worth watching.

He also needs to be careful.

Don't stage a big drama of capsizing in a gutter.

……

The Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi gazed at the memorial photo of Jia Dongxu on the wall with an expression of expectation.

Her heart was a mix of five flavors.

She also didn't expect that Qin Huairu would publicly stage the act of crashing into a pillar to seek death.

Everything, everything.

All came to nothing.

Not only clearing her name, but also taking on the label of being forced to submit to Yi Zhonghai for the Jia family's sake, Qin Huairu instantly elevated her persona considerably.

From the identity of being denounced for cavorting with Yi Zhonghai, she became a victim, and moreover gained the impression of willingly sacrificing for the Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi secretly groaned.

As someone who has been through it, she knows all too well what this means for Qin Huairu and the Jia family.

Chickens fly, eggs break.

The dream of letting Qin Huairu widow herself for Jia Dongxu for life was shattered.

The Jia family cannot do without Qin Huairu.

If Qin Huairu truly abandoned everything before her and remarried without hesitation, Jia Zhangshi's objections to her would be nothing but a joke.

Try to stop one.

The hat of reversing history.

Then it made Jia Zhangshi unable to bear it.

The Jia family that the old bitter woman cared about also declined accordingly.

The Jia family will, because of Qin Huairu's departure, become no longer the Jia family.

Bangeng and Xiao Dang, as the Jia family's bloodline.

Even if Jia Zhangshi were lazier, she still has to grit her teeth to work, earn money to support the Jia family's two children.

Jia Zhangshi, who has long enjoyed Qin Huairu's benefits, has developed the bad habit of loving to eat and loathing to work; truly letting her abandon this life of being raised like a pig, she still feels somewhat reluctant.

Must keep Qin Huairu.

Jia Zhangshi rushed out of the house with teary eyes, carrying a few eggs, hurrying toward the hospital.

To show outsiders.

To show Qin Huairu.

……

If I had known today, why bother back then!

This is Yan Fugui's eight-character evaluation of Jia Zhangshi running out of the courtyard after the fire.

As one of the three elders of the courtyard.

There are some matters.

He still understood.

Just like the Qin Huairu pillar‑collision incident.

Outsiders likely thought Qin Huairu had joined the Jia family and, for Jia Dongxu's sake, felt compelled to submit to Yi Zhonghai.

Only Yan Fugui knew the truth.

This woman was clearly acting.

She was harsh even on herself.

That collision just now.

Scared, Yan Fugui drew a sharp breath of cold air; even now he still has residual fear, terrified beyond endurance, and this also drove the Yan family into utter chaos.

Yan Jiecheng resented Yan Fugui's constant scheming, turned his own marriage into a weapon to retaliate against the Yan family, and bravely brandished a knife at Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui had his eye on a fine young woman, but Yan Jiecheng refused her.

Just now.

Lao Kou, out of spite, questioned Yan Jiecheng.

"Boss, I ask you, do you insist on marrying a heavenly fairy or nothing? In life and conduct, we must set our attitudes straight and honestly seek a maiden from an ordinary family to live a simple, plain life."

Dad also knows you're fond of Yu Li, but the problem is you two have fate without destiny—you're just pining unrequitedly; back then Dad was worried about money, wanting to delay, to wait.

You think Dad didn't care?

Dad told you, he worried about your marriage, you, and the next day he went around asking people—guess what he heard?

Before you saw her, Yu Li had already exchanged glances with Shazhu.

Dad said something you don't want to hear: Yu Li has no impression of you, and even if Dad sent a matchmaker to propose, they'd refuse.

Yan Jiecheng glanced at Yan Fugui.

Lao Kou's words.

He didn't want to hear a single word.

"I know my limits; a heavenly fairy is beyond what our Yan family deserves."

A smile appeared on Yan Fugui's face.

This unlucky child.

At last we got him to accept the idea.

Originally we were going to take Yan Jiecheng out for a matchmaking today or tomorrow, but an incident occurred in the courtyard; going now would surely be unwelcome to the girl's family.

Wait until the matter of the deaf old lady in the rear courtyard is settled.

Pick a good day.

Matchmaking, marriage, all in one go.

"If you take a liking to that family's daughter, speak up; as long as you find her pleasing and see her as someone to share your life with, Dad won't object."

Third Aunt also quickly voiced her stance.

"Mom doesn't object either."

Yan Jiecheng's smile grew wider.

He paused.

Toward his two smiling parents, he slowly revealed the truth.

"Dad, Mom, the woman I've taken a liking to—you both know her."

Yan Fugui and his wife exchanged a glance, their imaginations running wild; they pictured the women they knew—Miss Dong, Miss Li's daughter, Miss Zhang's sister—all around Yan Jiecheng's age, all fine young ladies with learning, jobs, and kind natures.

If they actually married one of these three ladies home,

it would be a blessing for the Yan family.

"The Dong family's daughter is educated, the Li family's daughter has a job, the Zhang family's daughter is filial."

"Dad, Mom, they just live in our siheyuan."

Yan Fugui and his wife's smiles vanished instantly.

There's not a decent person in the siheyuan!

Among the women in the courtyard suitable for marriage, after thinking it over there are only a few: Shazhu's sister He Yushui and Xu Daming's sister Xu Xiao Mei.

Given these two families' circumstances, if they became in‑laws, it would also be a good match for the Yan family.

The problem is He Yushui is still in school; according to Shazhu, she might go to university, which would take another four or five years back and forth.

Yan Jiecheng can't afford to wait.

Whether Shazhu is willing or not is a matter for later.

Xu Daming's sister Xu Xiao Mei, given the Xu family's style, even if she married into the Yan family, would still not be enough for the Xu relatives to scheme over.

"Rest assured, it's not He Yushui; I'm a mortal enemy of Shazhu, and certainly not Xu Daming's sister Xu Xiao Mei."

Yan Fugui's eyes stared wide and round.

He seemed to already know which woman Yan Jiecheng's words referred to.

In the courtyard, there are only three women suitable for marriage; setting aside He Yushui and Xu Xiao Mei leaves just the Jia family's widowed daughter‑in‑law, Qin Huairu.

Marry Qin Huairu.

You're trying to follow in Jia Dongxu's footsteps.

Is Qin Huairu a good woman?

After working half a year at the Yagangchang steel plant, she earned the reputation of being the Yagangchang pretty widow.

Besides, there's Jia Zhangshi—can she let Qin Huairu remarry easily?

Even if we convince Jia Zhangshi, Bangeng and Xiao Dang will still kick up a fuss.

The petty thief Bangeng became my adopted grandson.

Damn your grandpa!

"You!" Yan Fugui, after huffing and puffing for a while, finally spat out a harsh remark: "You unfilial child, you're going to drive us old folks to our graves!"

Third Aunt looked at Yan Fugui with confusion, not understanding what he had come up with; the smile on her face vanished, and she even pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose and started scolding angrily.

He who tied the bell must untie it.

We have to ask Yan Jiecheng.

"Boss, which girl are you talking about? How come your father's face changed too?"

Qin Huairu!

Yan Jiecheng shouted Qin Huairu's name, word by word.

He is also a filial child.

Afraid that Yan Fugui and his wife might not hear him clearly, he even deliberately raised his voice.

Third Aunt was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Marry Qin Huairu!

He thought he had misheard, that it was an auditory hallucination, and, uneasy, he asked again.

"Boss, don't be stubborn; tell Mom properly—who is the girl you've taken a liking to?"

Yan Fugui was so angry his nose seemed to twist.

She's already a mother of three and a widow, yet you still call her a maiden? Ask the neighbors—can the words 'Qin Huairu' and 'maiden' even go together?

"Who else? Qin Huairu, the widowed daughter‑in‑law of the Jia family, mother of Bangeng, Xiao Dang, and Huaihua, the Qin Huairu who's been messing around with Yi Zhonghai."

"Boss, is what your father said true? Do you really have feelings for Qin Huairu?"

Third Aunt's voice.

Everyone was trembling.

This shows just how great a shock Yan Jiecheng's intention to marry Qin Huairu dealt to the old couple.

Yan Jiecheng said, "Mom, what Dad said is right; the woman I've taken a liking to is the Jia family's daughter‑in‑law Qin Huairu; I want to marry Qin Huairu." He then repeated verbatim the comforting words Yan Fugui and his wife had just given him, word for word, without changing a single character, and threw them back at them: "What you just said— as long as I take a liking to a girl, you won't object; the words you just spoke, you can't now deny them— I haven't taken a liking to anyone else, only Qin Huairu, and I think Qin Huairu is not bad."

Third Aunt felt her bones turn to water.

Qin Huairu gave the Jia family such a massive green hat.

How can you not see that?

And yet you insist on marrying Qin Huairu.

If Qin Huairu remarries into the Yan family, the Yan family remains the Yan family—but will they still have any face to speak of?

What will become of Jia Zhangshi, Xiao Dang, and Bangeng then?

Given Jia Zhangshi's troublemaking streak, she'll have to drag Bangeng and Xiao Dang over to the Yan house every day to stir up trouble.

"I disagree—unless I'm dead."

Yan Fugui declared his stance with righteous conviction.

His stance was extremely firm.

They even brought up the word 'death'.

Third Aunt also objected to Qin Huairu marrying into the Yan family.

As Yan Jiecheng's mother,

She tried to persuade Yan Jiecheng with gentle words.

"There are so many fine girls in the capital— they have jobs, education, they're well‑read and reasonable, and they're still unmarried blossoms. What poison have you taken, to pass up all those good girls and insist on marrying Qin Huairu, who's hardly a person? You're going to drive me to my death!"

"What's wrong with Qin Huairu? As a wife, she looks after the Jia family, cooks, does the laundry— in the depths of winter she washes clothes outdoors in the snow, her hands turning bright red from the cold, enduring the scolding from Jia Zhangshi without complaint."

After Jia Dongxu's death, she took his place at the factory, acting as both mother and father, bearing hardship to raise the Jia children and care for Jia Zhangshi.

As for that 'beautiful widow of the steel mill' title— think about it, she's an uneducated, rootless country woman; is it easy? After a day's work she comes home and still has to cook, and still has to be watched by Jia Zhangshi— yet Qin Huairu never uttered a single word of complaint. Seeing her, I feel pity; I want to care for her, I want her to be my woman, your daughter‑in‑law.

A dizzy, spinning sensation.

He sought out Third Aunt.

Her already stimulated, soft body grew ever weaker, so she simply leaned her powerless form against the pillar behind her.

Yan Fugui, being a man, has a somewhat greater endurance than Third Aunt.

He stared silently at Yan Jiecheng, who had declared his intention to marry Qin Huairu.

The expression on his face.

The look in his eyes.

Neither had been abandoned by Yan Fugui.

From Yan Jiecheng, he sensed a feeling of revenge.

A helpless thought rose in his mind.

They raised sons, raised sons, yet in the end turned their son into an enemy.

To take revenge on him, they wagered the Yan family's face, dignity, and their own marriage, shamelessly insisting on marrying Qin Huairu.

After a long while.

Yan Fugui sighed, looked at Yan Jiecheng, and began to ask in all seriousness.

"Boss, tell me the truth— are you really taken with Qin Huairu, or are you resentful that I didn't fork out money for a matchmaker, which kept you from meeting Yu Li for a match?"

Yan Jiecheng didn't panic.

But Third Aunt panicked.

Marry Qin Huairu out of spite!

That won't do.

"Son, tell Mom the truth—is what Dad said right or not?"

"So what if it's right? So what if it's wrong? Is it useful? Anyway, I'm going to marry Qin Huairu, whether you acknowledge it or not, I've decided to marry Qin Huairu. Think about it: marrying Qin Huairu means I've achieved everything in one step—my father is always wishing for a grandson, and Mom, you keep saying you'll help me raise the kids. That's great: all of a sudden we'd have four grandsons, two boys and two girls. Bangeng will call my father grandfather, Xiao Dang will call my mother grandmother, and Huaihua and the stick will satisfy your desire to look after the kids—killing two birds with one stone. Why would you oppose such a win‑win situation?"

"All in one step."

"Who the hell needs you to do it all in one step?"

"Yan Fugui was furious to the extreme."

"He waved a big slap."

"He slapped Yan Jiecheng's face hard."

"Yan Jiecheng, however, laughed."

"It seemed as if this slap hadn't landed on his face, but on the face of someone irrelevant, and his hand rested on the face that had been slapped."

"He grinned and said, 'Hit me—you'd better kill me; if you don't kill me, I really will marry Qin Huairu.'"