Chapter 561: No, No, No – Daily Life of the Delicate Aunt in the Courtyard

Chapter 561 No, No, No—

The Sickly Young Aunt’s Daily Drama in the Compound

Jin Jianhua arrived just in time. As everyone made way for him, the sharp ones seized the opportunity to slip away.

Lin Qing was one of them.

The moment she received her mother’s signal, she immediately retreated from the crowd without hesitation.

Lin’s father and mother also weaved through the crowd and reunited with Lin Qing.

“Let’s go home. Nothing worth sticking around for,” Mother Lin said.

Father Lin and Lin Qing nodded in agreement.

They weren’t the only ones—many others drifted off as well.

The three of them walked home, passing Zhou Qin on the way, who was still making his way home.

Just as they stepped into the courtyard, they heard Jin Jianhua shouting from behind, “Someone, help!”

Hmph! Good thing they left quickly.

No, no, no—others didn’t want to get involved either. They pretended not to hear and took off like a shot.

The once-crowded street emptied in a flash, leaving only Jin Jianhua, Jin’s mother, and Zhou Qin, who was about to enter the courtyard.

A glint of hatred flashed in Jin Jianhua’s eyes as he clenched his fists tightly.

Why had Jin Jianhua come out in the first place?

It was Mother Li who had called him. She didn’t want to deal with it herself, but since Jin’s mother strictly speaking didn’t belong to their street, it fell to Jin’s relatives to deal with the matter. So, on her way back, she notified Jin Jianhua and his wife.

After delivering the message, Mother Li left it at that.

Jin Jianhua and Zhang Mengyun didn’t feel like stepping out, but Zhang Mengyun beat him to it by faking a stomachache. “Ow!”

“What’s wrong?”

“My stomach hurts a little,” Zhang Mengyun said, grimacing.

Jin Jianhua was suspicious—how convenient!

But he didn’t dare take the risk. Besides, the one clashing with his mother was Zhou Qin, the man he loathed. He feared that if Zhang Mengyun went out, Zhou Qin might seize the chance to hurt the baby.

No, absolutely not.

At that thought, he stopped debating whether to go. He immediately got out of bed.

Seeing him leave, Zhang Mengyun’s heart leapt—Brother Jianhua really did care about her.

Step by step, Jin Jianhua walked out of the courtyard gate and stood toe-to-toe with Zhou Qin. The two exchanged venomous glares.

Zhou Qin clenched his fists, while Jin Jianhua recoiled, not daring to make any sudden moves.

The next second, Jin Jianhua chose to sidestep Zhou Qin.

Seeing this, Zhou Qin gave a cocky, sideways grin—Tch! Jin Jianhua dug his nails into his palm. He wasn’t chickening out—he just had bigger fish to fry!

Yes, that's it!

Jin Jianhua told himself.

Jin Jianhua tried dragging, tugging, and lifting, but none worked. Finally, he had no choice but to try waking her so she could walk herself.

Jin Jianhua checked her over, then decided to pinch her philtrum.

He crouched down and pressed hard with his thumb.

"Ahhh!!!"

Mother Jiang woke up with a shriek from the pain.

"Mom, mom, mom, you're finally awake!"

"Eldest, my eldest! You’ve got to get back at him for me! It was that Zhou Qin—he was the one who beat me up like this, boo-hoo..." Mother Jiang sobbed.

Did Jin Jianhua not want revenge on Zhou Qin?

He just didn’t have the guts. He was terrified that Zhou Qin, that lunatic, would come after him even harder!

Jin Jianhua’s face darkened. "Mom! But I heard you were the one who provoked him first."

"Are you blaming me? I was avenging you! He did this to me—I was avenging you!"

"He beat me up like this and still wants me to pay him money!"

"And that neighborhood manager of yours takes his side too! Bunch of no-goods, the lot of them! They saw how badly I was beaten and didn’t even come to help."

Mother Jiang unloaded on Jin Jianhua.

"Enough already—let’s just go home!"

Mother Jiang opened her mouth, wanting to keep complaining, but seeing his impatient expression, she immediately shut it again.

When the mother and son returned to the courtyard, everyone else was still minding their own business, unwilling to engage with them.

Auntie Zhou and Lin Shu were at the sink, doing laundry.

Lin Shu was stuck washing their family’s laundry—over an hour in and she still hadn’t finished.

Auntie Zhou was washing the clothes Zhou Qin had just changed out of.

Both looked downright fed up.

Lin Shu was done with Mother Jiang—the woman was hopeless.

Lin Shu stewed over it.

Would this misery ever let up?

Work all day, chores all night, and that damned old woman wouldn’t lift a finger to help. The longer she dwelled on it, the hotter her anger burned.

The thought of splitting the family apart gnawed at her.

Lin Shu had meant to wait until after her month-long recovery, since she still needed Mother Jiang, her mother-in-law, to help during that time. But here she was, eight months along, and that damned old woman still wouldn’t help. She had zero faith the old hag would lift a finger after the birth.

She seethed until she was gasping for air.

Auntie Zhou looked over in surprise. What the heck is happening?

Perhaps set off by her look, Lin Shu was so mad she refused to keep washing clothes. She threw them all into the basin, then carried it back to the west wing room. Right at the doorway, she slammed the basin onto the ground.

BANG!!!

Lin Qing poked her head out from the window. Holy cow! She's really boiling mad!

Mother Jiang and Jiang Da Sao came running out of their rooms at the loud noise.

Mother Jiang was heartbroken at the sight of the chipped ceramic basin and the clothes scattered all over the ground. Pointing at Lin Shu, she yelled angrily, "You damn fool! Look what you've done! A perfectly good basin ruined like this!"

Lin Shu, already fuming, was breathing hard and snapped back, "You’re the wretched one! The sinner! Lazing around inside while forcing a woman eight-months-pregnant with an eight-month belly to do all the work!"

"You—you—since when did anyone not go through this?"

"Well, I don’t care! I’m done! Let someone else do it!"

"If you won’t work, then get out!"

"Hmph! I’m carrying your grandchild, and you dare tell me to get out?"

"I can live without this grandson!"

Lin Shu’s chest heaved with rage.

True to her word, she marched into her room and refused to do anything else.

Mother Jiang was equally furious at her attitude. She thought to herself, once Jiang Yang gets back, she’d definitely tell him all about this.

Jiang Da Sao had stayed silent the whole time, quietly keeping to herself.

Auntie Zhou watched in stunned silence. So… Lin Shu’s earlier outburst meant she was rebelling? No wonder she'd had that look in her eye earlier!

Lin Qing and her family of three also watched from the window. Hmm...wonder if she'll get away with this.

Honestly, the Jiang family was completely in the wrong here. Who makes a woman eight months pregnant do all the housework every day? And washing clothes—what if she slipped? That’d be extremely dangerous!

People had spoken up before, but Jiang Yang, her own husband, had said it was no big deal. Besides, Lin Shu herself never protested, so others didn’t want to stir trouble. They could only watch helplessly, worried sick, day after day.