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

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"Mrs. Jia, you have such a high fever, are you feeling unwell?"

"Should we call a doctor for you?"

Wan Ping'an deliberately delayed the process.

He wanted to see how long Jia Zhangshi could carry a teapot full of hot water.

"no need!"

"You don't need to worry about me, you can go!"

Sweating appeared on Jia Zhangshi's forehead.

His expression grew increasingly anxious.

Wan Ping'an was certain that she couldn't hold on any longer and wouldn't last much longer!

"Ouch, it's burning me!"

"Ouch!"

Jia Zhangshi jumped up and threw off the quilt.

Snapped!

The teapot was thrown out by Jia Zhangshi and fell to the ground.

Crush!

Hot water was spilled on the ground, and a burst of steam rose!

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"Jia Zhangshi, how dare you feign illness?"

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale.

Pretending to be sick is fine, but you have to keep it up and not let them find out!

"Ping An, how did you figure out that Jia Zhangshi was faking illness?"

Xu Fugui was very curious.

"It's simple, temperature!"

"The human body is very fragile. Even if you have a fever, your body temperature will only be one or two degrees higher than others, maybe three or four degrees higher at most!"

"Saying that someone has a fever and feels hot to the touch is just a way of describing a slightly elevated body temperature; it's impossible for them to actually feel hot!"

"The fact that Jia Zhangshi's forehead burned an old woman's hand can only mean one thing: it's fake, and she used an external object to heat her forehead!"

"Jia Zhangshi, let me teach you a trick. Next time you're pretending to be sick, don't make your forehead so hot. Just make it a little hot!"

Wan Ping'an explained the basis of his judgment.

Everyone nodded.

Looking back, that really is the case.

Saying someone has a fever, or that it's burning hot, is just an adjective. It's impossible for someone to actually have a fever that's burning hot. If it were really that hot, the person would be cooked!

"Jia Zhangshi, stop jumping around, stop yelling!"

"Put on your shoes, let's go to the six acres of land!"

Yi Zhonghai gave orders to Jia Zhangshi.

Director Wang instructed that he would lead the team in this labor reform, and he would be held solely responsible for any problems that arose!

"It hurts!"

"I'm burned!"

Jia Zhangshi's screams grew more and more miserable.

"Jia Zhangshi, you pretended to be sick and had a fever, but you were exposed. Now you're pretending to be burned?"

"No one will believe you anymore. Put your shoes on and go to labor reform."

"Don't embarrass yourself!"

The crowd erupted in sarcastic remarks.

Jia Dongxu thought Jia Zhangshi was faking it, but Jia Zhangshi was his mother, so he couldn't say anything and could only remain silent, hoping that Jia Zhangshi would stop making trouble.

"You bunch of bastards, I'm really burned."

"Uncle, Yi Zhonghai, don't you believe me either?"

Are you trying to force me to take off my clothes so you can see?

Jia Zhangshi panicked and started unbuttoning her clothes as soon as they parted.

"stop!"

"I don't want to see a naked, fat pig, I'm leaving!"

Wan Ping'an called a halt and rushed out.

The others also realized what was happening, especially the men. They rushed out and waited for Jia Zhangshi to take off her clothes before accusing them of indecent behavior.

Yi Zhonghai is definitely in trouble.

He was leaped over by Jia Zhangshi and grabbed tightly.

"Grandpa, I'm telling you the truth, I've really been burned, it hurts so much, please take me to the hospital!"

Madam Jia's face turned deathly pale.

His voice was trembling.

"You're really burned?"

“Jia Zhangshi, I’m reminding you, Director Wang has been keeping a close eye on this labor reform. If you continue to pretend, the consequences will be very serious.”

Yi Zhonghai didn't know whether he should believe it or not.

Do not believe?

Jia Zhangshi's face was pale and her expression was ferocious, but it didn't seem like she was faking her pain.

letter?

Just now, Jia Zhangshi pretended to have a fever; she has a history of doing so!

"I know, I really got burned. Didn't you see the teapot I threw on the ground?"

"It was filled with boiling water. I held it in my arms for ages. How could I not get burned?"

Jia Zhangshi was furious.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the teapot on the ground, which had long since been broken into pieces. The hot water was still steaming, but it wasn't as hot as before.

He nodded.

The fever was fake; the burns were real!

"Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."

Yi Zhonghai has made his decision.

Tell Jia Zhangshi to put on her shoes and go to the hospital.

"and many more!"

Wanping South Road.

"Today is the day for the four of you to undergo labor reform. If one of you has a problem, it can't be that all four of you don't go."

“Jia Zhangshi has a son, Jia Dongxu. Jia Dongxu is an adult, not a child. Can’t he accompany Jia Zhangshi to see a doctor?”

Wan Ping'an smiled coldly.

"Jia Dongxu, are you a piece of trash?"

"Can't you even help by accompanying your mother to the doctor?"

After stopping Yi Zhonghai, Wan Ping'an opened fire on Jia Dongxu again.

Jia Dongxu's face turned red immediately.

"Grandpa, you should go to labor reform!"

"I'm going to the hospital with my mom!"

"I'm an adult, I can take care of my mom!"

Jia Dongxu has made a statement.

Everyone nodded. Although the Jia family consisted of an orphan and a widow, Jia Dongxu was an adult and at that age, he should be able to take charge of the family.

"Wan Ping'an, how can you be so cold-blooded?"

"Yes, Jia Dongxu is an adult now and should shoulder the responsibilities of the family."

“He is still young and lacks social experience. We, as his neighbors, should help him and take care of the orphans and widows.”

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