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

The Jia family had bullied his predecessor quite a bit, and he wanted to recoup some of the losses. However, the real reckoning with the Jia family had only just begun, and the best was yet to come.

"Jail?"

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Why aren't you calling the police and having me arrested?"

"Old man, you just rushed out and stole my wild ducks. That's highway robbery. Call the police, do you think the police will arrest you or me?"

"Go call the police!"

"I'm just waiting at home to get arrested!"

Wan Ping'an laughed heartily as he passed by the Jia family of three.

Just as Jia Dongxu sat up, he was kicked back down.

The neighbors burst into laughter.

The Jia family is so pathetic. The three of them were dealt with by Wan Ping'an all by himself. If word gets out, they'll be too ashamed to show their faces!

Wan Ping'an has passed away.

The three members of the Jia family fled home, their faces flushed and necks red with embarrassment. It was too shameful!

"Dongxu, go call the police. We must arrest that little brat Wan Pingyang."

Jia Zhang couldn't swallow this humiliation.

"Wait, don't go!"

Did you just steal someone's wild duck?

Old Jia called out to Jia Dongxu.

"His wild ducks were definitely stolen, so what if I took them?"

Jia Zhangshi did not think she was wrong at all.

"You're being silly. What if he bought it, or what if he arrested someone? Wouldn't we be making a false police report?"

"Don't rush to call the police. First, find out where he got the wild ducks. If they were stolen, it's not too late to call the police and arrest him."

Old Jia was more composed.

You can't just call the police carelessly, or you might get yourself into trouble.

Chapter 6: Greedy Enough to Make Beasts Crave It, Time to Go Farming

"You mean our whole family was beaten by Wan Ping'an for nothing?"

Madam Jia stared at Jia Gensheng with her triangular eyes and an unfriendly expression.

"You two grown men got bullied by a little brat and you didn't even dare to retaliate. Tell me, aren't you two cowards?"

Jia Zhangshi was no pushover.

At Jia's house.

She is the one in charge.

Old Jia dared not defy her ideas, and Jia Dongxu, having suffered from Jia Zhangshi's torment since childhood, was even less likely to resist.

"I got beaten up by that brat Wan Ping'an."

"You two grown men, one my husband and the other my son, can't even get justice for me? Why am I so unlucky?"

"God, why did I marry such a good-for-nothing as Jia Gensheng?"

"I might as well just die!"

Jia Zhangshi burst into tears.

Jia Gensheng's face turned red and his neck bulged, but he was completely helpless.

After Jia Zhangshi married into the family, she took charge of all the affairs of the Jia family, including money, and people mocked her for being henpecked every day.

"Stop crying, it won't be good if the neighbors hear!"

"I promise you, I won't let that little brat Wanping get away with this, okay?"

"Stop crying!"

Jia Gensheng was helpless.

After Jia Zhangshi married him, she often forced him to do things he didn't want to do.

"What's wrong?"

"If the neighbors hear this, it's you who will be embarrassed, not me!"

"I'm only giving you three days."

Jia Zhangshi stopped crying.

He glared angrily at Jia Gensheng.

"Three days?"

"It's a bit short."

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you stop crying, three days it is."

Jia Gensheng wanted to use delaying tactics, but Jia Zhangshi was about to cry again, so he quickly agreed.

Jia Dongxu, standing nearby, tried his best to keep a low profile, afraid of being noticed by Jia Zhangshi and getting scolded as well, and no one could stop him.

Opposite door.

The home of an elderly man named Yi Zhonghai.

The Yi family and the Jia family lived in a large courtyard separated by a central courtyard, which contained living facilities such as water troughs; they were not directly opposite each other.

"Jia Zhangshi is up to her old tricks again."

An older woman glanced in the direction of the Jia family's house.

"Jia Gensheng is so unlucky to have married a wife like Jia Zhangshi. I reckon if Old Jia doesn't take care of things, the Jia family is finished."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head.

"It's not that serious, is it?"

The older woman was a little incredulous.

"There's an old saying that marrying the wrong woman can ruin three generations. Jia Zhangshi is a woman who can ruin three generations. I'm telling you this now, you'll see."

Yi Zhonghai, however, firmly believed it.

backyard.

When Wan Ping'an returned home, he didn't kill the three wild ducks; instead, he tied them with a rope and kept them, knowing that pork would be enough for them.

Let's make some braised pork!

"If we add some potatoes, we won't need to steam cornbread anymore. Potatoes are a high-quality staple food."

Wan Ping'an started cooking.

Cut up all two pounds of pork belly.

If Jia Zhangshi or Yan Fugui saw this, they would definitely scold him for being a spendthrift. Who eats two catties of pork belly in one meal?

In the 1950s, there was a shortage of supplies.

For a large family to eat half a pound of meat in one meal is considered a very extravagant act.

In most cases, so-called meat dishes are just vegetables with a little bit of meat scraps added. When they are served, you can't see any chunks of meat at all.

When Wan Ping'an left, the Jia family ate meat, and the three family members only ate half a catty of meat!

Half a jin!

soon.

The braised pork belly with potatoes is ready.

The rich aroma enveloped the backyard, flowed into the middle yard, and spread to the front yard.

The beasts were all in an uproar.

In Liu Haizhong's house, which was also in the backyard, Liu Haizhong stood by the window, looking in the direction of Wan Ping'an's house, while his second aunt next to him swallowed hard.

"Sigh, Wan Ping'an's parents died young, and they were so immature."

"He made such delicious meat, but he didn't even send me a portion. No wonder he's ostracized by everyone in the compound. He deserves it!"

"I think it smells even better than He Daqing's braised pork."

Liu Haizhong also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I thought I was the only one who thought that way."

"Wan Ping'an's braised pork is even more delicious than He Daqing's!"

The second aunt glanced at Liu Haizhong in surprise.

He then nodded in agreement with Liu Haizhong's idea.