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Yi Zhonghai watched Qin Huaimei enter the house, feeling both envious and relieved. Having such a good wife is a blessing from his previous life. Inside the house, the old fool was lying on the bed with his shoes on. He tried his best to get some water, but he was powerless.

Qin Huaimei walked in and complained when she saw this: "Old fool, how did you lie down? Do you know how hard it is for me to take care of you?" The old fool looked at her gratefully and said, "Sister Qin, you are so kind. I am just thirsty and want to drink some water."

Qin Huaimei heard this and reluctantly poured a bowl of water to the old fool. The old fool took the bowl and was very grateful.

Qin Huaimei ignored all this and said, "How come you are such a loser that you can't even beat Wang Dapao. What if he bullies us in the future?"

The old fool immediately patted his chest and said, "Meizi, don't worry. I was careless this time and didn't prepare for him. When I recover from my injury, I will definitely avenge you."

Qin Huaimei smiled sweetly when she heard this, which made the old fool fascinated. However, she left early and went back to her room to rest.

Yan Sangou was about to turn off the lights and rest when Yi Zhonghai came to his door. Yi Zhonghai said straight to the point: "Third brother, you have to think about this seriously. As long as Wang Dapao is still here, we can't live in peace. Why don't you take it to heart?

Wang Kun didn't pay attention to the trivial matters in the courtyard. After taking care of his daughter Xiaoxue, he concentrated on studying his secret space. He hadn't used this space for a long time, and it must have accumulated a lot of usage times. He planned to take out some daily necessities and prepare to settle down.

As he explored the space in depth, he discovered a problem he had always overlooked: although the area looked large, there were only more than 200 cubic meters of usable space. This was not a small number, but he was still a little unwilling. After all, the space could be expanded, and one cubic meter of space could be added for every nine transport tasks completed. On the other hand, one cubic meter of space could only be used once. This exchange seemed a bit unfair, but it didn't matter to him. He didn't plan to move an aircraft carrier in, so 200 cubic meters of space was enough.

So Wang Kun stopped caring and started to pick out daily necessities and food. This time, the items taken from Japan seemed a little unusual, and looked like military supplies from the Japanese during World War II. No wonder the quality was so good, these were originally supplied to the Japanese stationed in Japan.

After receiving these high-quality items, Wang Kun went to bed contentedly. At dawn, he was awakened by the sound of washing clothes outside the door, and cursed in his heart: "What a weird person, why wash clothes so early."

When he opened his eyes and saw the empty room, his sleepiness disappeared completely. Looking at Xiaoxue who was still sleeping, Wang Kun got up quietly, went outside to exercise, and looked around. The environment nearby was not too bad, probably because it was close to the steel mill. There were breakfast stalls on the street, and Wang Kun found a place with few people, took out two lunch boxes from the space, bought some buns and porridge, and then returned to the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he ran into Xu Damao at the door, and the two almost bumped into each other. Xu Damao looked at Wang Kun for a few times, then hurried to the toilet. Entering the courtyard, he saw Yan Bugui watering the flowers, looking up at Wang Kun, and even stretched out his hand as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Wang Kun ignored him and pushed the door open. At this time, Xiaoxue had woken up and curled up in bed. When she saw Wang Kun coming back, she poked her head out and called him "brother" in a sweet voice.

"Hurry up and get up. Brother bought you some meat buns."

"Okay." Xiaoxue responded happily and started to put on her clothes.

Yan Bugui watched Wang Kun enter the house, and then turned back to his own home. Seeing that he looked unhappy, the third aunt asked, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui looked back at Wang Kun's room and licked his lips, "It's because that kid didn't bring me any of the meat buns he bought. I was so lucky to even look at him a few times."

The third aunt and Yan Bugui complained for a few words, and then said: "You clearly agreed to drive him away, so why are you still giving you buns to eat?"

Yan Bugui was so angry about this, "If he sends me buns, I will tell him what Lao Yi thinks. Isn't that enough?"

The three aunts suddenly realized, but also regretted missing the opportunity. Now they didn't have the courage to knock on Wang Kun's door. If they were discovered by Yi Zhonghai, they couldn't afford the consequences.

As a result, Yan Bugui and his family had no choice but to hold their steamed buns and stare at the fragrance wafting from Wang Kun's house.

After Xu Damao returned home, he also stared at Wang Kun's house for a while before returning home. "Ezi, isn't Qin Huairu's family living in the front yard? How come I saw someone else inside today?"

Lou Xiao'e didn't sleep well last night and was woken up by Xu Damao, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. However, when she heard Xu Damao mention Wang Kun, her anger was instantly suppressed and she described in detail everything that happened last night.

Every time she talked about Wang Kun, Lou Xiao'e's eyes sparkled with admiration. Xu Damao didn't notice these details, as his mind was focused on the news that Sha Zhu was beaten.

Hearing that he had missed the excitement, Xu Damao felt extremely regretful and blamed Lou Xiao'e, "Why didn't you wake me up!"

Lou Xiao'e felt a little guilty and refuted with her eyes wide open: "Who knew you drank so much last night? If it weren't for Wang Kun's help, you might still be sleeping at the door of the Third Uncle's house."

Xu Damao also felt a little guilty and explained, "I drank with the leader yesterday. How could I drink less? I have to drink more than the leader to appear important. Forget it, I won't say it. I was in pain all over this morning. Do you know what happened?"

Lou Xiao'e lowered her head and said, "Maybe you were kicked by Sha Zhu. I heard from Uncle San that there were a lot of footprints on you and Lao Yi last night."

Xu Damao raised his head and looked towards Sha Zhu's house. "I knew this brat had bad intentions. He deserves it."

Lou Xiao'e hurriedly stopped him, "Keep your voice down. The deaf old lady lives not far away. She treats Sha Zhu as her own grandson. If she hears you scolding him, she will definitely take revenge on us."

Dayong didn't notice Meimei's presence. He said, "I just ran into him. He looked pretty energetic, but the scar was really scary."

After all, Dayong is Meimei's husband, and there is still some emotional bond between the two. "I tell you, be careful of Yunfeng. He can even beat up an old man, he is not an easy person to deal with."

Dayong, however, seemed nonchalant: "Don't worry. He helped us the last time he attacked Zhuzi. I am only grateful to him. How could I possibly provoke him again?"

Meimei thought of the news she heard last night, and couldn't help but worry that Yunfeng would be kicked out of the courtyard, and at the same time she felt a little scared.

"Don't go see him. He has not only offended the old man, but also the old lady. He will definitely take revenge. It's even a question whether he can continue to live here. If you go to see him at this time and are discovered by the old man and the old lady, they will definitely not let you go."

Meimei's dissuasion was timely, and Dayong immediately gave up the idea of ​​contacting Yunfeng immediately.

"Meimei, I'm going to the countryside to show a movie today. Please keep an eye on him at home. If Yunfeng can stay here, we can get along well with him."

After hearing Dayong's words, Meimei remembered what happened last night and her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

"Meimei, why is your face red?"

In order to cover up her inner turmoil, Meimei shouted at Dayong, "What kind of logic is this? How can I keep an eye on a single young man every day? If people talk about us behind our backs, won't we be criticized?"

Dayong smiled and said, "As long as you are honest and upright, I have confidence in you. Why should I be afraid of gossip?"

In fact, Dayong was thinking: the old lady has always been very good to Meimei. If Meimei can get along well with Yunfeng, the old lady will not be angry with him, and she will have one more friend, and she will no longer have to worry about Zhuzi's fists and feet. As for the gossip, Dayong didn't take it to heart. After all, Yunfeng was young and had that scary scar on his face. Women would stay away from him, not to mention the spoiled Meimei.

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Meimei naturally had no idea what Dayong was thinking, and she looked at him with her head tilted.

"You really don't care about other people's gossip?"

"How can I not trust you? If Yunfeng lives in our courtyard, his sister will need someone to take care of her. Please help her. If anyone says anything, I will help you solve the problem."

Although Meimei was confused, she had no choice but to nod her head, which was considered as her agreement.

"How many days will you be in the countryside this time?"

"About a week. I have to go to several places and the journey is long. It does take some time."

Meimei nodded, knowing full well: the reason why Dayong took so long was that he wanted to take advantage of the business trip to secretly meet his lover.

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In the morning, after Xue'er finished washing up, she ate the meat buns with gusto, laughing as she ate, "It's delicious!"

Suddenly, Wang Kun felt a little boy standing outside the door. He turned around and saw that it was Xiaoyong, the son of Qin Huai next door. Seeing Wang Kun looking at him, Xiaoyong turned around and ran back home in fear.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat buns. The new sister who moved in yesterday ate a big meat bun. It was so delicious." Xiaoyong said coquettishly to Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang loved Xiaoyong very much. She took him in her arms and comforted him, "Where can I buy you meat buns so early in the morning? Here, these are the white flour buns that grandma prepared for you."

Xiaoyong was even more sad when he heard this and started crying: "I don't want steamed buns, I want meat buns. Yesterday, that ** sister ate a meat bun with one hand, I want one too!" His two sisters Xiaolan and Xiaomei also started crying: "We want meat buns, too!"

Seeing the children crying non-stop, Jia Zhang immediately shouted: "What a sin! That kid deserves to be so ugly. He even bought meat buns and was not filial to his elders."

This time her voice was not loud, and she covered her face with her hands, obviously remembering the beating she was given by Yunfeng a few days ago.