signingbooks Chapter 220 Immortal and Mortal Kneel: Qin Huairu's Desperate Struggle for Survival, Lin Fan
Chapter 220 Immortal and Mortal Kneel: Qin Huairu's Desperate Struggle for Survival, Lin Fan
Xu Damao became mute overnight.
The impact of this incident on the courtyard house was devastating.
If Yan Bugui's ramming into the wall was merely a physical deterrent, letting people know that Lin Fan's yard was off-limits.
Therefore, Xu Damao's "words become law" directly rises to the level of divine punishment at the level of laws.
It completely shattered the last shred of hope held by everyone in the courtyard.
They finally admitted it from the bottom of their hearts.
Lin Fan and they are from completely different worlds.
He is God.
He is an immortal.
It is the supreme being that controls their destiny.
As a result, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard house underwent a complete 180-degree change.
No one dared to gossip behind their backs anymore.
No one dared to take advantage of others anymore.
No one dared to argue or bicker anymore.
The courtyard was eerily quiet.
Jia Zhangshi, the former tyrant of the courtyard, has now become completely invisible.
Aside from eating, she spends all her time hiding in her room, not even daring to go out.
She was terrified that if she said something wrong, she would end up like Xu Damao.
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, burned all of his little notebooks filled with calculations.
Now, what he thinks about every day is not how to earn an extra penny or two.
The question is how to avoid upsetting Lin Fan and live a peaceful life.
Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, also completely abandoned his official arrogance.
He is now very polite to everyone he meets, and he no longer dares to be bossy or domineering towards people.
Because he knew.
In this courtyard, there is only one true "official".
The old man, Yi Zhonghai, no longer mentions "unity and friendship" or "putting the overall situation first."
All he wants now is for everyone to be safe and sound, and for no more trouble to come.
The entire courtyard house seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force.
It was forcibly transformed into a "model civilized compound".
Everyone is humble and polite, and neighbors live in harmony.
just.
Beneath this facade of harmony lies a deep-seated fear.
And in this deathly silence.
The most painful and agonizing experience was undoubtedly that of Qin Huairu.
She watched helplessly as He Yuzhu changed every single day in Lin Fan's yard.
Not only did he become more energetic, but his cooking skills also improved by leaps and bounds.
Sometimes, He Yuzhu would bring back some of the snacks he made himself from Lin Fan's courtyard.
They were given to the children in the courtyard to eat.
The dessert was made with the most ordinary barley flour.
But to ordinary people, it is an unparalleled delicacy.
After eating it, the members of the gang became healthier and healthier.
He grew taller very quickly and became smarter than before.
Their academic performance has improved significantly.
Qin Huairu saw it all, and felt as if her heart had been scraped by a sharp blade.
She knew that this was He Yuzhu repaying her.
But this kind of repayment is more like charity.
A form of showing off.
In this way, he was telling Qin Huairu: Look, this is what you gave up back then.
Look, this is the life you can never have.
Qin Huairu's heart was in complete turmoil.
She is not reconciled.
She was truly unwilling to accept it!
She sacrificed her youth for this family.
They sacrificed their dignity.
She schemed and plotted.
She was like a wild grass, desperately trying to survive in this world and live a better life.
But in the end, what did she get?
Her husband died young, her mother-in-law is mean, and her child is still young.
Her only support, that silly Zhu who always listened to her, has also left her.
She watched helplessly as Sha Zhu rose to prominence overnight.
She stepped into the fairyland she had always dreamed of.
But she herself was forever confined to this mundane courtyard, filled with suffering.
This huge gap made it difficult for her to sleep at night.
She considered giving up, considered accepting her fate.
but.
When she saw the children's longing eyes, when she smelled the tempting aroma of food wafting from next door...
The fire in her heart will reignite.
She has to try again!
One last time!
This time, she didn't intend to use any tricks or schemes.
Because she knew that in the face of someone like Lin Fan, any scheming was laughable.
The weapon she was going to use was her last and only one.
A woman's vulnerability.
A mother's despair.
She wants to gamble.
It's a gamble whether Lin Fan's seemingly cold heart still retains a trace of human compassion.
That afternoon, Qin Huairu cleaned the house spotlessly.
She dressed her three children in their most presentable clothes.
Then, she brought Banggeng, Xiaodang, and Huaihua to the front of Lin Fan's courtyard house.
She didn't knock.
She knew that knocking would be useless; Fang Qingxue, that ice beauty, wouldn't let her in.
She knelt there, completely still, in front of the gate.
The three children also knelt down with her.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Banggeng asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Don't speak, kneel down." Qin Huairu's voice trembled slightly, but more so with a resolute determination.
She didn't say anything.
She neither cried nor made a fuss.
He just knelt there quietly.
She was making her final struggle in the most humble and silent way.
Her actions once again drew the attention of the entire courtyard.
Everyone watched this scene secretly through the windows and cracks in the doors.
They were all on tenterhooks.
They had no idea what kind of fury Qin Huairu would incur from Lin Fan this time.
Time passed, second by second.
The sun was setting in the west, casting long shadows on them.
Lin Fan's courtyard remained silent.
It was as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
Qin Huairu's knees were already numb from kneeling.
Her lips also became dry and cracked.
But she remained kneeling upright.
His eyes were fixed stubbornly on the tightly closed door.
She knew that Lin Fan was definitely watching her.
She was waiting.
We await his final ruling.
at last.
The heavy door creaked open slowly.
Lin Fan walked out of the door.
He still had that lazy look, wearing simple training clothes and cloth shoes.
He looked down at Qin Huairu and her three children kneeling on the ground.
His face was expressionless.
Qin Huairu's heart jumped into her throat instantly.
She was so nervous she could barely breathe.
Success or failure hinges on this one battle!
She looked up and met Lin Fan's deep, starry gaze.
She saw it.
There was no anger, no disgust, and no pity in that gaze.
There was only a patch of indifference, an inescapable chill.
In his eyes, the living people kneeling and begging were nothing more than insignificant dust.