Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

I was stunned!

Before he transmigrated, he had read many fanfictions about courtyard houses where Qin Huairu had to go out to beg for meat. How come it was Jia Dongxu instead?

Is this a tradition of the Jia family?

Or was it a skill developed by Jia Zhangshi?

"Jia Dongxu, have you ever seen a beggar begging for food?"

"Want some meat? No problem, I'll give it to you. First, say a few nice things and call me Grandpa."

Wan Ping'an smiled.

"You think I'm a beggar?"

Jia Dongxu glared at Wan Ping'an.

"Aren't you a beggar?"

"I'm eating meat, and you're using a bowl to stir-fry it? What are you if not a beggar?"

Wan Ping'an coldly retorted.

"I'm not a beggar, I just came to ask for some meat."

Jia Dongxu clenched his fists, glared at Wan Ping'an, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"We're not related, yet you come begging for meat when I eat it—you're a beggar!"

"You're just a beggar!"

Wan Ping'an reiterated this point.

“I’m not a beggar. If you dare call me a beggar again, I won’t be polite to you.”

Jia Dongxu pointed at Wan Ping'an.

"If you come begging for meat, you're a beggar."

Wan Ping'an deliberately provoked them.

The sound was very loud; it could be heard throughout the entire backyard.

Some people even left their homes to come and see what was going on.

"You still dare to say that?"

"I'll beat you to death."

After being repeatedly called a beggar, Jia Dongxu's eyes turned red.

It was shameful to come begging for meat, and after being humiliated repeatedly, he finally became enraged and, with a fit of anger, grabbed the bowl and lunged at Wan Ping'an.

Bang!

Wan Ping'an kicked out.

Jia Dongxu flew backwards into the yard.

"Look, they've started fighting."

"Great, I haven't seen any excitement in days."

"Haha, this is hilarious! Jia Dongxu is actually begging for food with a bowl in his hand."

Seven or eight people from the backyard gathered around.

Pointing at Jia Dongxu on the ground, they were all very excited.

Entertainment options were extremely limited in the 1950s.

Chatting, gossiping, and watching the excitement are the most common forms of entertainment.

Many people would rather go without food or sleep than miss out on a good show.

"Wan Ping'an, I'll fight you to the death."

Surrounded by onlookers and publicly humiliated, Jia Dongxu became even more furious.

He smashed the bowl in his hand at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an turned to the side.

The bowl smashed against the wall and shattered!

"With your frail little body, you think you can fight me?"

"Come on, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Wan Ping'an waved dismissively.

Jia Dongxu lunged forward.

When Wan Ping'an kicked him away, he realized that he couldn't beat Wan Ping'an.

With so many people watching, if he runs away, he'll be laughed at, called a coward and a spineless coward, and he'll never be able to face anyone again.

I'd rather be beaten than run away!

Bang!

As soon as Jia Dongxu rushed forward, he was kicked away again.

He clutched his stomach, his face deathly pale!

More and more people.

At first it was only people in the backyard, then people in the middle yard, and later even people from the front yard came to watch the spectacle and see Jia Dongxu being beaten.

"It used to be the Jia family that bullied Wan Ping'an, how come it's the other way around today?"

"It's definitely a rebound after hitting rock bottom. Wan Ping'an was bullied too badly, he woke up and started fighting desperately, so the Jia family is no match for him."

"Look at Jia Dongxu, his face is deathly pale, he looks so pitiful!"

"I think he deserves it. He bullied Wan Ping'an before, and now Wan Ping'an is fighting back. It's just a matter of retribution!"

"Let's fight and see who can kill whom!"

Those who are just watching the spectacle are afraid that things won't turn out well.

They kept stirring up trouble.

"Why isn't a single one of these bastards trying to break up the fight?"

"I can't beat Wan Ping'an, and I can't run away. It's too embarrassing. If no one comes to break up the fight, won't I just keep getting beaten up?"

"Or should I just pretend I was knocked unconscious?"

Jia Dongxu was very anxious.

"stop!"

"You're all from the same compound, why are you fighting?"

A male voice came from inside.

A middle-aged man with a square face walked in.

His face looked honest and kind, but his eyes revealed a hint of cunning.

Yi Zhonghai makes his appearance!

Chapter 10 Punching Yi Zhonghai and Kicking Sha Zhu

"Dongxu, are you alright?"

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yi Zhonghai immediately expressed his concern for Jia Dongxu.

Wan Ping'an frowned slightly. Jia Gensheng was still alive, and Yi Zhonghai had already set his sights on Jia Dongxu.

"Could Yi Zhonghai have been behind Jia Gensheng's death?"

"He has his eye on Jia Dongxu and wants Jia Dongxu to support him in his old age. Jia Gensheng is the stumbling block that must be eliminated."

"With Yi Zhonghai's fitter skills, it wouldn't be difficult for him to tamper with the machine tool and make it appear as if Jia Gensheng died in an accident."

Wan Ping'an thought of a possibility.

The stronger it is, the greater the possibility!

"Wan Ping'an, you've gone too far."

"We all live in the same courtyard, how could you be so cruel?"

It has been confirmed that Jia Dongxu is alright.

Yi Zhonghai gave Wan Ping'an a stern rebuke.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price."

“Apologize to Dongxu, compensate him with ten yuan, and never do it again.”

Yi Zhonghai has started to take sides.

"Yi Zhonghai, is Jia Dongxu your son?"