Chapter 11

"Do you mean our family was hit by Wan Ping'an for nothing?"

Jia Zhangshi stared at Jia Gensheng with triangular eyes, looking unkind.

"You two big men were bullied by a little brat, and you don't dare to retaliate; tell me, are you two cowards?"

Jia Zhangshi was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the Jia family.

She was the one in charge.

Old Jia didn't dare to resist her ideas, and Jia Dongxu had been poisoned by Jia Zhangshi since childhood, so of course he dared not resist even more.

"I was hit by Wan Ping'an's little brat."

"You two big men, one is my man, one is my son, but you can't get justice for me; why is my life so bitter?"

"God, why did I marry such a coward like Jia Gensheng?"

"I might as well be dead!"

Jia Zhangshi wailed.

Jia Gensheng's face was red and his neck was thick, but he had no way at all.

After Jia Zhangshi married into the family, all the big and small things in the Jia family, including money, were managed by Jia Zhangshi, and people laughed at him for being henpecked every day.

"Stop crying, it's not good for the neighbors to hear!"

"I promise you, I won't let Wan Ping'an have an easy time, okay?"

"Stop crying!"

Jia Gensheng was very helpless.

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

"What's not good about it?"

"If the neighbors hear it, it's you who are embarrassed, not me!"

"I'll only give you three days."

Jia Zhangshi stopped crying.

Glaring at Jia Gensheng angrily.

"Three days?"

"A bit short."

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you don't cry anymore, three days is three days."

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

Jia Dongxu on the side tried to lower his presence as much as possible, for fear of being noticed by Jia Zhangshi and being scolded, and no one could stop it.

Opposite door.

First Elder Yi Zhonghai's home.

The Yi family and the Jia family were separated by the middle courtyard, with life facilities like sinks in the courtyard, not directly door-to-door.

"Jia Zhangshi is making trouble again."

The First Elder's wife glanced in the direction of the Jia family.

"Jia Gensheng is too unlucky to marry such a wife as Jia Zhangshi; I estimate that if Old Jia doesn't manage it, the Jia family will be finished."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head.

"Not that serious, right?"

The First Elder's wife didn't quite believe it.

"Old saying goes, marrying the wrong woman ruins three generations; Jia Zhangshi is a woman who can ruin three generations; I'll put my words here, if you don't believe it, just watch."

Yi Zhonghai was very convinced.

Back courtyard.

Wan Ping'an returned home, didn't kill the three wild ducks, tied them with a rope to raise them; eating pork was enough.

"Make a braised pork!"

"Add some potatoes, no need to steam corn buns; potatoes are high-quality staple food."

Wan Ping'an started cooking.

Cut all two jin of pork belly.

If Jia Zhangshi saw it, or Yan Fugui saw it, they would definitely curse him for being a spendthrift; which family eats two jin of pork belly in one meal?

Material scarcity in the fifties.

For a whole family, eating half a jin of meat in one meal was a very extravagant behavior.

In most cases, the so-called meat dishes were just adding a little meat residue to the vegetables, and when served on the table, there was no solid meat to be seen.

When Wan Ping'an went out, the Jia family ate meat, and the family of three only ate half a jin of meat!

Half a jin!

Soon.

Braised pork with potatoes was out of the pot.

The rich fragrance enveloped the back courtyard, flowed to the middle courtyard, and spread to the front courtyard.

The animals were no longer calm.

In the Liu Haizhong family in the same back courtyard, Liu Haizhong stood by the window, looking in the direction of Wan Ping'an's house, and the Second Elder's wife swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Sigh, Wan Ping'an's parents died early, he doesn't know how to be sensible at all."

"Making such delicious meat, he doesn't know how to send us a portion; no wonder he is isolated by people in the courtyard, he deserves it!"

"Why do I feel like it's even more fragrant than the braised pork made by He Daqing?"

Liu Haizhong also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I thought I was the only one who thought so."

"The braised pork made by Wan Ping'an is really more fragrant than what He Daqing makes!"

The Second Elder's wife looked at Liu Haizhong in surprise.

Then she nodded, agreeing with Liu Haizhong's idea.