You'll be so envious!

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!" He Yuzhu nodded vigorously. "It's like a fairy descending to earth!"

"Would you like to marry a wife like that someday?" Liu Dong asked, leaning closer.

He Yuzhu's face flushed red instantly, and he nodded his head like a rattle-drum: "I want to! I dream about it! Brother, if you could help me make a connection, I'd kowtow to you!"

"Leave it to me!" Liu Dong held up two fingers in a V-sign. "Your brother's affairs must be arranged perfectly!"

Just as the two were talking animatedly, footsteps came from outside the door—Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhangshi, Yi Zhonghai, and Old Jia's group had returned.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jia Dongxu was stunned.

Qin Huairu was squatting by the basin washing clothes. Her back was delicate and her hair was neatly tied up.

"Huai Ru? What brings you here?" he blurted out, his face immediately lighting up with a broad smile.

Qin Huairu turned around upon hearing the voice, her eyes immediately lighting up: "Brother Dongxu..."

She then lowered her head shyly, her ears turning red, and rubbed her hands together even harder.

Jia Dongxu was overjoyed.

Ah!

My woman came all the way to see me and even offered to do my laundry.

Virtuous!

So virtuous!

"What are you doing standing there?" Old Jia roared, blocking Jia Dongxu who was about to approach Qin Huairu. "Your mother is still lying outside! You've forgotten your own mother as soon as you see your wife?"

Jia Zhangshi also remained silent with a dark expression.

Jia Dongxu suddenly woke up with a start: "Right, right, carry my mom first!"

Several people hurriedly carried Jia Zhangshi into the house.

When Jia Dongxu came out again, the first thing he glanced at was Qin Huairu, his face full of smugness.

Then his gaze swept across the room and landed on Liu Dong and He Yuzhu.

Hey... these two guys are standing here, looking at my wife, aren't they?

Hehe... You guys are so envious!

I love seeing you all drooling but unable to take it away!

At that moment, the smugness in his heart was so overwhelming that it could practically burst the sky.

So he slowly walked to the locust tree and squatted down next to the two of them.

"See that?" he said with a smirk, "My wife, what do you think?"

He Yuzhu swallowed hard: "Beautiful... Sister Qin is really beautiful."

Jia Dongxu grinned, his eyes squinting with pleasure.

But when he turned to look at Liu Dong, his brows furrowed: What does this kid mean? He looks completely indifferent?

"Liu Dong, you give your opinion too!" he insisted.

Liu Dong glanced at him lazily: "It's alright."

"What do you mean 'not bad'?" Jia Dongxu protested. "Isn't my wife pretty enough?"

"She's pretty, that's all." Liu Dong nodded, "But marrying a wife is about living life together. Being pretty doesn't put rice and noodles at stake."

"Well said!" Jia Dongxu slapped his thigh. "So I married not only a beautiful woman, but also a virtuous one! She's so diligent right after arriving, immediately doing my laundry!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Dong's lips twitched, he silently touched his forehead, and lowered his head without saying a word.

He Yuzhu stood there with his mouth agape, unsure whether he should expose him.

But Jia Dongxu wouldn't shut up, continuing to gloat: "Tell me, someone who's good-looking and capable, how could they possibly have a bad life? Aren't you jealous? Aren't you envious?"

"Um..." He Yuzhu finally couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Dongxu, Sister Qin didn't wash your clothes at all."

"Of course I know!" Jia Dongxu flung his hand away. "If it's not mine, whose is it?"

"You misheard," He Yuzhu shook his head. "The blue underwear she's washing... that belongs to Brother Dong."

Boom!

Jia Dongxu's head exploded, and his blood pressure soared to the back of his head.

What the heck?!

My woman is washing Liu Dong's underwear?!

fart!

Why should she wash him?!

"Idiot Zhu, stop talking nonsense!" he roared.

"Why would I lie to you?" He Yuzhu shrugged. "If you don't believe me, look for yourself. Dong Ge's name is even on those briefs!"

Swah——

Jia Dongxu's gaze suddenly shifted to Qin Huairu.

I saw her with her head down, vigorously rubbing a pair of blue briefs with both hands, foam flying everywhere.

Jia Dongxu's eyes instantly turned bloodshot: "Fuck your ancestor Liu Dong! You actually made my girlfriend wash your underwear?! Ugh..."

call……

call……

Jia Dongxu was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode. His chest heaved, and he suddenly sprang up from the bench, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and lunged at Liu Dong.

The first punch!

Liu Dong sidestepped and easily dodged.

The second punch!

With a dull thud, my arm was forcefully pulled down.

He Yuzhu stepped forward, standing in the middle, his face long and drawn: "Jia Dongxu, what's wrong with you? Fighting in broad daylight, what kind of nonsense is that!"

Jia Dongxu's eyes were bloodshot: "Shazhu, get out of the way! Open your eyes and see for yourself! He makes my wife wash his underwear! My wife treats him like she's her own brother!"

"Tch!" He Yuzhu rolled his eyes, his face full of disdain. "What are you yelling about? Sister Qin helped willingly. Brother Dong said it's a 'friendship for life,' understand? A bond forged in life and death transcends gender!"

"What kind of filthy stuff is going on in your head all day long?"

Liu Dong sat on the tree stump with a cheerful smile, cracking sunflower seeds and watching the excitement as if he were watching a grand show.

Qin Huairu had just finished hanging up the clothes and came over. Seeing this situation, she quickly ran over to mediate.

"Dongxu, stop arguing. It's just washing a pair of pants, it's a simple thing."

"Brother Dong is so kind. He even poured me some water and said that we neighbors should help each other."

"Please, please don't do anything!"

"You even drank the water he poured?" Jia Dongxu almost choked on his breath, his face turning as purple as an eggplant.

"Liu Dong! I'll kill you!"

He was reckless, baring his teeth and claws as he charged again, only to be grabbed by He Yuzhu once more.

Who is He Yuzhu?

That guy is a formidable figure who will dominate the courtyard house in the future. He's as strong as three burly men. Jia Dongxu wants to fight him head-on? He's far from it!

The two were twisted into a pretzel, pulling and tugging at each other on the ground, locked in a fierce struggle, when Qin Huairu suddenly cried out, "Ouch!"

thump!

He plopped down in the mud.

It had rained last night, and the bluestone slabs were covered in wet moss, slippery as if they had been smeared with oil. The two of them pushed and shoved each other, treading on the ground, which was no longer firm.

Qin Huairu tried to climb up three times but couldn't get up; her skirt was covered in mud.

Liu Dong saw this, immediately stood up, and stretched out his hand: "Sister Qin, come on, let me help you!"

"Okay!" Qin Huairu didn't think much of it and reached out to grab it.

Hey!

With just a gentle tug, the person was lifted up.

"Thank you... Brother Dong!" Her face flushed slightly as she patted her pants.

Jia Dongxu nearly coughed up blood: "Damn it! How dare you touch my wife's hand? I've never held her hand so naturally before!"

"Liu Dong! I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!" He gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear the other man apart.

But He Yuzhu blocked his way, preventing him from getting through even half a step.

Qin Huairu was wearing blue and white checkered pants, and when she fell, a large patch of black mud was firmly imprinted on her buttocks.

Liu Dong glanced at her twice, then suddenly smiled: "Huai Ru, don't move, let me brush off the dust for you!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped her buttocks a few times.

Hey... it's pretty sturdy.

Qin Huairu's face instantly burned down to the tips of her ears.