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

How did my jade pendant break?

Fan Jinyou felt so sorry for him.

The jade pendant hanging around his neck was given to him by his grandfather, who repeatedly instructed him to keep it safe, as it could be exchanged for a three-courtyard house.

Broken!

A three-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) is gone!

"Brother Jin, I'm innocent! I was drinking with you, and I don't remember anything. I don't know how it broke."

The one-eyed man feigned innocence, but inwardly he was laughing heartily.

The angrier and more concerned Fan Jinyou is, the more valuable his predictions become, and the happier he is. This is just the first step in his revenge against Fan Jinyou.

"You really didn't break it?"

Fan Jinyou doesn't remember anything; he just wanted to bluff.

The one-eyed man's reaction was normal; he couldn't see anything wrong with it.

"Brother Jin, why don't you take it to get it repaired?"

"Perhaps we can still fight back!"

One-Eyed Dragon suggests.

"roll!"

Fan Jinyou was furious.

A jade pendant isn't a mechanical watch. If a mechanical watch breaks, you just replace a part and it's as good as new.

If a jade pendant is broken, it's broken. Even if it's pieced back together, it will still leave traces. At best, its value will be reduced to one-tenth of its original value.

"Brother Jin, how's my job search going?"

"You'd better find me a better job. The better my job, the more help I can provide you, don't you think?"

The one-eyed man did it on purpose.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find you a good job."

"You can't be too hasty; good jobs aren't easy to find."

Be patient, I won't forget you.

Cai Quanwu tried to appease the one-eyed man.

"Thank you, Brother Jin!"

One-Eyed Dragon was very compliant, but he had no hope. He thought he would escape after his injuries healed, otherwise he would definitely fall victim to Fan Jinyou's poisonous hands.

at this time.

Something happened on the six acres of land.

Wan Ping'an had just arrived at Liu Mu Di when he received a report from Cai Quanwu.

The two arrived at the pumpkin patch. Seven pumpkins had been gnawed on, and the roots of three pumpkin vines had been bitten off, meaning they were sure to wither.

"When did this happen?"

Wan Pingan inquired.

He examined the gnawed areas carefully and could tell at a glance that it wasn't done by a person, but by an animal, and a small one at that.

"It must have been last night."

“I patrolled the area before dark and found nothing unusual.”

“When I was on my rounds this morning, I discovered the incident. It’s currently only happening in the pumpkin patch, but I’m worried it might spread to other areas.”

Cai Quanwu's face was full of worry.

"Ping An, I recognize it, it's a field mouse!"

“Only field mice could make bite marks like that. I suspect there are field mouse burrows nearby. Let’s look for them together and see if we can find them.”

Han Dahe is the oldest and has seen the most.

"No need to look."

"Big Black, come here, take a sniff, and follow the scent to find it."

Wan Ping'an called Dahei over.

Dogs have a keen sense of smell.

The dog he bred, Dahei, surpassed ordinary dogs in every way, and its sense of smell was especially keen.

Big Black sniffed the bitten spot on the pumpkin, then turned and trotted away. The others followed, and soon they arrived at a patch of grass not far from the six acres of land.

Big Black barked at the bushes.

Han Dahe walked over, parted the grass, and found a hole.

Wan Ping'an squatted down to examine the hole carefully and found a few short hairs around the entrance.

Han Dahe took a look and told Wan Ping'an with great certainty that it was the short hair on a field mouse.

"How about we have someone work the night shift?"

Cai offered no suggestions.

day.

With many people busy on the six acres of land, the field mice certainly wouldn't dare to come out.

They only dare to cause damage at night.

Wan Pingan shook his head.

Field mice are about the same size as rats, but their colors are not bright. They come out at night, so even if someone is on night duty, it is difficult to spot them.

"I'll figure out a way to handle the field mice; everything is fine for you all!"

Wan Ping'an came up with a simple, unconventional solution.

If a cat catches a mouse, can it also catch a field mouse?

If we raise a group of cats on six acres of land, the field mouse problem will be solved, right?

He then shook his head, thinking it wasn't very realistic. Cats don't only eat field mice. What if other small animals are easier to catch? What if the cat gets full?

Fortunately, the number of field mice doesn't seem to be high yet, so there's no rush!

When he left Liu Mu Di, he saw Sha Zhu, who looked somewhat haggard.

"Is it because you're too tired?"

"No, his workload is the same as everyone else's. If we don't let him go home, will he not be used to living there?"

Wan Ping'an shook his head, trying to stop thinking about Sha Zhu.

Even if he doesn't like living there, it's He Daqing's problem. It was He Daqing who strongly insisted that Sha Zhu live on Liu Mu Di and not allow him to go home at will.

noon.

Steel rolling mill.

During the meal, Yi Zhonghai approached Jia Dongxu.

"Dongxu, I've found you a blind date. I'm sure you'll like her. She's very beautiful and virtuous. She'd definitely be a good wife."

Yi Zhonghai transforms into a matchmaker.

Is it really that beautiful?

"Then why hasn't she gotten married yet?"

Jia Dongxu still had some self-awareness.

"Well, there's one downside: like Qin Huairu, she's from the countryside, doesn't have an urban household registration, and doesn't have a job."

"If you marry her, your salary alone will be enough to support three people. Once you have children, you might even have to support four or five people."

Yi Zhonghai told Jia Dongxu.

No matter how beautiful or virtuous a girl is, she can't compare to someone with an urban household registration, let alone someone with an urban household registration, a job, or an average-looking girl.

Jia Dongxu nodded; he understood.

No wonder it was his turn; he's from the countryside, but he also has an urban household registration.

"Go back and discuss it with your mother. If she agrees, I will arrange for you to meet as soon as possible."

Yi Zhonghai gave instructions.

Jia Dongxu nodded.

That evening, he went home and told Jia Zhangshi about it.

"Another one from the countryside?"

Jia Zhangshi was very dissatisfied.

He wanted to find Jia Dongxu a woman from the city who had a job, was obedient and capable; looks didn't matter, the important thing was that she listened to him.