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

Jia Zhangshi took a deep, blissful breath of the pumpkin's aroma.

"No wonder they sell for one yuan each. The pumpkins grown by Wan Ping'an have a completely different aroma compared to those grown by others!"

Jia Zhangshi sighed.

She had to admit that Wan Ping'an was absolutely unbeatable when it came to farming!

"are you done?"

"Not okay yet?"

"How long will it take?"

The water has boiled.

Madam Jia became even more anxious.

Jia Gensheng was helpless. Jia Zhangshi was lazy, gluttonous, and had a foul mouth. If he had the chance to choose again, he would rather choose an ugly woman than marry Jia Zhangshi!

"Stop rushing me, it's cooked!"

Jia Gensheng lifted the pot lid.

Before he could even take the pumpkin out...

Jia Zhangshi reached out and snatched the largest piece of pumpkin.

"Ouch, it's burning me!"

"Jia Gensheng, do you want to scald your old mother to death and then marry a new wife?"

Jia Zhangshi started cursing and jumping around!

Jia Gensheng was speechless. The freshly steamed pumpkin was hot and needed to be taken out and cooled before eating. Did Jia Zhangshi not have this much common sense?

Not without.

I'm so hungry!

You're too impatient!

"It's all that little bastard Wan Ping'an's fault. If it weren't for his pumpkin, would I have gotten burned?"

Jia Zhangshi put the pumpkin down.

He waved his hand while cursing Wan Ping'an.

Jia Gensheng breathed a sigh of relief; as long as he wasn't scolded, that was good.

Jia Dongxu swallowed hard, looking at the fragrant pumpkin. Learning from Jia Zhangshi's experience, he didn't rush to snatch it.

While waiting for it to cool down.

The three of them felt like each day was an eternity.

"It's ready to eat!"

Jia Zhangshi picked up the largest piece of pumpkin and took a big bite.

"good to eat!"

"Really delicious!"

"Soft, chewy, and sweet!"

"No wonder it's a pumpkin that sells for a dollar!"

With her mouth stuffed full of pumpkin, Jia Zhangshi's voice was muffled and barely audible.

Jia Dongxu also took a piece, took a bite, and nodded.

Jia Gensheng took the smallest piece. He wanted to take a bigger one, but he was afraid of being scolded, so he could only take the smallest one. He took a bite, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The three members of the Jia family cursed Wan Ping'an, yet they were frantically gnawing on Wan Ping'an's pumpkin.

The wind and the remaining clouds.

Soon, the family of three devoured more than half of the large pumpkin.

"Jia Gensheng, are you a reincarnated starving ghost?"

"Who told you to eat so much?"

Jia Zhangshi got angry when she saw that there were only a few pieces of pumpkin left!

He unleashed a torrent of attacks on Jia Gensheng.

Jia Gensheng felt wronged because Jia Zhangshi ate the most!

Jia Zhangshi ate far more pumpkin by herself than he and Jia Dongxu ate together!

"That little rascal Wan Ping'an, he eats such delicious pumpkin every day, isn't he afraid of overeating?"

"Even if you don't die from overeating, you'll definitely choke to death!"

Thinking about how Jia Zhangshi could eat delicious pumpkin every day, Jia Zhangshi felt resentful. After scolding her husband, she began to curse Wan Ping'an frantically.

"Do you think there will be any rotten pumpkins left tomorrow?"

Jia Zhangshi thought of a possibility.

Her eyes were bright as she stared at Jia Gensheng.

"Mom, when they found the rotten pumpkin, they must have dealt with it immediately. The rotten pumpkin they brought back to the courtyard was just one that slipped through the net."

"The place with the most rotten pumpkins is definitely Wan Ping'an's six acres of land."

Jia Dongxu slapped his thigh.

"My eldest son is still the smartest."

"Jia Gensheng, go to Wan Ping'an's six mu of land tomorrow and pick up rotten pumpkins!"

Jia Zhangshi nodded frantically.

Jia Gensheng nodded as well.

After eating Wan Ping'an's pumpkin once, he felt addicted.

I simply can't eat any other pumpkin.

It's not that there aren't good products, it's that you're afraid of comparing them!

The same goes for pumpkins!

Just as they were planning to collect rotten pumpkins, the deaf old lady from the backyard happened to go out to use the toilet.

She passed by the Jia family's gate.

"The whole yard smells of real pumpkin stir-fried with pumpkin."

"That little beast Wan Ping'an, he deserves to die, he deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell. It's one thing that he won't give me the pumpkin, but why won't he sell it to me?"

"Everyone else eats pumpkin, but I can only smell it."

"Isn't he deliberately trying to tempt me?"

The deaf old woman was cursing and swearing.

"Oh no, I must eat the pumpkin that Wan Ping'an grew."

"Tomorrow, have Zhonghai find someone else and buy one at a high price. If Wan Ping'an won't sell it to me, I'll buy it from someone else!"

The deaf old lady made up her mind.

The pumpkins grown by Wan Ping'an smell amazing!

She wanted to resist, but she didn't have enough willpower!

"Huh, why does the Jia family's house smell like the pumpkin Wan Ping'an grew?"

"Wan Ping'an said he wouldn't sell it to the Jia family, so could it be that he bought it at a high price?"

"I remember now. Just now, Jia Dongxu went to the backyard suspiciously and seemed to be bending down to pick up something. It must have been the pumpkin that Wan Ping'an dropped."

"What's the difference between this and stealing?"

The deaf old woman approached the door of the Jia family's house.

She was greedy.

I want to eat pumpkin right now!

Chapter 47 The deaf old woman snatches a pumpkin, and Jia Zhangshi spews feces.

The deaf old lady pushed open the door and entered the Jia family home.

The Jia family of three was preparing for a final, thorough sweep, stuffing the few remaining pieces of pumpkin on the table into their stomachs.

"This pumpkin is truly a gift from Wan Ping'an!"

The deaf old lady reached out and took a piece.

Just eat it!

"Grandma, that's not right. This is our pumpkin. How could you eat it?"

Jia Zhangshi was suppressing the food.