Siheyuan: The Whole Courtyard Is Starving, So I Feed My Clan Meat

With a one-yuan instant-purchase System, I can have meat and fine grain every day, and live better than anyone!

The courtyard’s vultures want to grab my family’s property? Sorry, I’ll go straight back to the village and rally the troops!

Three hundred tough clansmen, armed with hoes and carrying poles, line up in the courtyard. Let’s see who dares lecture me about morals now!

Zhang Xiangdong returns to the capital after completing his military service. All he wants is to quietly inherit the job his second uncle left him in the steel mill’s security department, then enjoy good food and drink with his wife and younger sister.

But as soon as he reaches the mouth of the alley, he discovers that Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family have stolen the compensation money and are driving him and his family into a leaky side room.

Zhang Xiangdong doesn’t make a scene. He returns to the village in the middle of the night, grabs his great-granduncle by the sleeve, and wipes away his tears. “Great-Granduncle, the city folk are bullying us because we’re orphans. My second uncle can’t have shed his blood for nothing!”

The next day, colorful flags flutter along the main road as three hundred furious members of the Zhang clan surge into Nanluoguxiang. The neighborhood office is stunned, the steel mill is thrown into chaos, and Jia Zhangshi is scared stiff!

After reclaiming his inheritance and securing the security department chief’s position, Zhang Xiangdong begins living like an immortal.

Outside, three hundred clansmen are ready to answer his call. At the mill, he has the security department’s guns at his disposal. And at home, he has an endless supply of high-grade goods from the “one-yuan instant purchase.”

When the Jia family is reduced to chewing tree bark, watching longingly as the smell of braised pork and steamed white-flour buns drifts from Zhang Xiangdong’s home every day,

Qin Huairu bites her lip and tries to freeload. Zhang Xiangdong slaps her right across the face, then sends her son Bang Geng to spend a few days in the security department’s lockup.

Xu Damao wants to cause trouble? Let’s see if the security department’s bullets agree!

The Jia family wants to play the victim again?

Zhang Xiangdong claps his hands, and three hundred strapping men from Zhangjia Village appear at the mouth of the alley. “Go ahead, keep talking. We’re listening.”