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

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With a pained expression, he handed Wan Ping'an two hundred yuan.

Wan Ping was quite surprised; the Jia family had lost money?

Given Jia Zhangshi's personality, taking out even a penny from her pocket felt like cutting off her own flesh. This was two hundred yuan, how could she possibly bear to part with it?

"This money probably doesn't belong to Jia Zhangshi!"

"Is it Yi Zhonghai's?"

Wan Ping'an had doubts.

Jia Dongxu turned and left.

"Wait, could you please pass on a message to your mother?"

"Tell her that I really welcome her to come and cause trouble, I really, really hope she comes and causes trouble again."

"Two hundred yuan once, two hundred yuan again, the money comes too fast and too easily, I really like it!"

Wan Ping'an held up the two hundred yuan in his hand.

Jia Dongxu was so angry his nose almost crooked!

He didn't dare say anything and turned to go home.

Jia family.

"what?"

"He dares to say that?"

When Jia Zhangshi heard what Jia Dongxu brought back, she was furious.

He slammed his hand on the table!

Wan Ping'an is so hateful!

A bowl of hot water was placed on the table.

She had just poured it out; it was still steaming hot. She planned to let it cool for a while before drinking it, so it wouldn't be too hot to drink.

She slapped the bowl.

Hot water splashed onto Jia Zhangshi's hands and arms.

Hey!

Jia Zhangshi jumped up in pain.

She knocked over the table.

She fell down along with the table.

The thermos on the table had just been filled with hot water when it was smashed on the ground and exploded with a loud bang.

Early thermos flasks were made with vacuum-sealed glass liner. When they exploded, the sound was so loud that everyone in the courtyard could hear it.

oooooooo!

Jia Zhangshi jumped and skipped around.

When the thermos exploded, most of the hot water in it spilled onto her.

Jia Dongxu was dumbfounded.

Jia Zhangshi is so unlucky!

"Jia Zhangshi, what happened?"

Why was there such a loud explosion at your house?

As an elderly man, Yi Zhonghai rushed to the scene.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui arrived shortly afterward.

When they saw the scene, all three of them were stunned. The thermos had exploded, and Jia Zhangshi was jumping and shouting on the TV, her cries louder than a pig's.

"quick!"

"Soaking it in cold water makes the pain go away!"

"It's all red from the burn, it's quite serious, Dongxu, hurry up and take your mother to the hospital."

Yi Zhonghai was the first to react.

Jia Dongxu and his mother went to the hospital.

The people in the courtyard were talking about it. Many people had been scalded by hot water, but Jia Zhangshi was the first in the courtyard to be scalded so severely.

finally.

The group came to a conclusion.

retribution!

Jia Zhangshi is too much of a troublemaker.

Old Jia's death was largely Jia Zhangshi's fault. How could someone like her not suffer retribution?

That night.

Yi Zhonghai set off quietly.

He arrived at a dilapidated courtyard in 053. As soon as he reached the outside of the courtyard, he heard a series of noises coming from inside, and smelled alcohol. People inside were drinking.

Bang bang bang!

Yi Zhonghai knocked on the door.

Before knocking, he put on a hat, covered his face with a cloth, leaving only his eyes visible, and wore old clothes from a long time ago.

He doesn't plan to wear it again after this one time.

"Who, uh, what are you doing?"

Their men were stunned when they saw Yi Zhonghai.

Is this because I'm too ashamed to show my face?

"I'm looking for Brother Wumao; I have something to discuss with him."

Yi Zhonghai deliberately changed his tone.

"Who's looking for me?"

A chubby little boy with thinning hair staggered to the door, his eyes half-closed. He was drunk and smelled of cheap liquor.

"who are you?"

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Take the cloth off your face!"

The chubby guy is a 50-cent party member.

He was very dissatisfied and reached out to tear the cloth off Yi Zhonghai's face.

"Brother Wumao, I need to talk to you."

"If you insist on tearing the cloth off my face, then I won't look for you anymore, I'll go find someone else."

Yi Zhonghai took a step back.

"what's up?"

The 50-cent party member didn't persist.

"Help me spread rumors!"

"I'll give you a ten-yuan deposit first, and then I'll give you twenty yuan after it's all done!"

Yi Zhonghai is here to spread rumors about Wan Ping'an.

He wore a hat, covered his face, and deliberately made his voice heard, all to avoid being recognized.

He was afraid of Wan Ping'an's retaliation!

"I want fifty!"

"A deposit of twenty, and another thirty after completion."

The 50-cent party member shook his head.

Yi Zhonghai hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Take out twenty yuan.

At the same time, explain the content of the rumors.

"Speedy, follow him! You know what to do!"

The 50-cent party member called out a skinny guy.

The skinny man nodded, glanced at Yi Zhonghai who was walking further and further away, and did not go out immediately.

After Yi Zhonghai had walked far away and turned a corner, the skinny man nicknamed "Swift Legs" suddenly darted out, moving with incredible speed and agility.

The next morning.


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