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Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, let alone someone who isn't a hero, so he's even less likely to succeed!
"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you talk to him, I won't blame you whether it works out or not, as long as you do your best!"
The White Widow is very clever.
She knew very well that it was okay to push He Daqing a little, but she absolutely couldn't push him too hard, otherwise He Daqing might find someone else.
Siheyuan.
The three aunties and others gathered together again to gossip.
"Have you noticed?"
"Jia Zhangshi has changed. She no longer curses at people casually, she can sweep the floor now, and she can even cook!"
The three women spoke to the crowd.
If she hadn't lived in the same courtyard for over a decade and been very familiar with Jia Zhangshi, confirming it was indeed Jia Zhangshi, she would have suspected that Jia Zhangshi was a different person.
"I noticed it too, and it totally shocked me!"
“Since marrying Jia, Zhangshi has never done any housework or cooked. But these past two days she has been doing all sorts of chores. Has she changed her ways?”
Another middle-aged woman then voiced her opinion.
Everyone was surprised; Jia Zhangshi's change was too sudden.
It's like he became a completely different person overnight.
Just like Wan Ping'an!
"Haha, I don't know why, but I know!"
An older woman stepped forward.
It's Aunt Li from the next courtyard. She loves gossip and is quite famous in the neighborhood.
"Aunt Li, stop being so mysterious, what exactly happened?"
Everyone pressed for more information.
"Okay, I'll satisfy your curiosity."
"My eldest grandson told me about this."
“A few days ago, when my eldest grandson went out to play, he ran into Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu chatting.”
"Jia Dongxu complained that Jia Zhangshi made it impossible for him to find a partner, and he had no hope for the future. He was ready to give up and didn't want to work hard or make progress."
"Yi Zhonghai came up with an idea for him: to get some fake rat poison."
“Take it home and say you want to drink rat poison and die together with Jia Zhangshi. If Jia Zhangshi is really afraid of death, maybe things will change.”
Aunt Li revealed the truth.
Neither of them noticed that in the corner, one of them was livid with anger.
It was Jia Zhangshi.
She heard every word that Aunt Li and the others said, without missing a single one.
"No wonder Dongxu, who has always been as timid as a mouse, dared to drink rat poison. It turns out it was all a lie. He was just deceiving me."
"Jia Dongxu went too far."
"Yi Zhonghai deserves to die! How could he come up with such a despicable idea?"
Jia Zhangshi went home in a huff.
I thought about it.
She took out some wood ash and some soil to see if she could concoct a convincing fake rat poison.
After more than an hour of effort, she actually succeeded.
From its appearance, it doesn't smell like real rat poison. But once you smell it, it's obviously fake; it doesn't have the pungent odor of real rat poison.
"Dongxu, you threatened me with fake rat poison, now it's my turn!"
"I'll use fake rat poison too, let's see if you dare to drink it?"
Jia Zhangshi wrapped the fake rat poison in a paper packet, and it looked just like the real thing!
Chapter 184 Jia Zhangshi Stewed Chicken, Yi Zhonghai was uneasy...
"Wait, why would I make fake rat poison?"
"What I want is revenge against Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai!"
Madam Jia realized that she had been so angry that she had lost her temper.
I've figured it out.
Jia Zhangshi went straight out to the vegetable market.
When I came back, I was carrying a big rooster. There weren't many hens for sale; they were kept to lay eggs. Hens were relatively easier to buy.
"Jia Zhangshi, do you want to improve your life?"
The three women were quite surprised.
“It’s not that I’m improving my life, it’s to nourish Dongxu. He’s lost weight recently, and it breaks my heart to see him like this, so I’m stewing a chicken for him to help him recover.”
Jia Zhangshi responded with a smile.
The three women were dumbfounded. Was this really true?
Is Madam Jia really going to give Jia Dongxu some nourishing medicine?
Has Jia Zhangshi truly reformed?
In the past, Jia Zhangshi would only eat for herself. Even if she shared with Jia Dongxu, it would only be the leftovers and scraps that she didn't want to eat.
By the time the three women came to their senses, Jia Zhangshi had already gone home.
The three women shook their heads.
When Yan Fugui came home from get off work, his third aunt told him about it.
"It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature. I don't think Jia Zhangshi will change. She's definitely buying chickens to eat herself!"
Yan Fugui simply didn't believe it.
“But Jia Zhangshi has indeed been different these days.”
"She's started doing housework and cooking, and she doesn't swear as often anymore. Doesn't that mean she's changed?"
The three women questioned it.
"He was frightened by the rat poison and hasn't recovered yet. He'll be back to normal after a few days."
Yan Fugui still didn't believe it.
A person's habits are formed over a long period of time.
It's not impossible to make a complete change in the short term, but it's as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Unless there is a profound lesson, coupled with a complete change in thinking, it is impossible for things to change. Has Jia Zhangshi undergone such a change in thinking?
No!
She was just scared.
Yan Fugui and the three aunties took turns.
He guarded the gate, while the third aunt went home to do housework and cook dinner.
Not long after, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu returned to the courtyard house together.
"Dongxu, congratulations, your mother has become better."
"Just now, your mother bought a chicken, saying it would help you recover and that you'd have a good life from now on."
Yan Fugui congratulates Jia Dongxu.
Whether you believe Jia Zhangshi will change for the better or not, it's always good to say nice things.
"Did my mom buy me a chicken to help me recover?"
Jia Dongxu was stunned.
He definitely wouldn't believe it if it were someone else.
But Yan Fugui was different. He always considered himself a scholar and was a very proud person. He wouldn't joke about such things.
"Smell this, it smells like chicken, and it's coming from your house."
Yan Fugui took a deep breath.
Yi Zhonghai also took a breath and nodded. It was indeed the aroma of stewed chicken, but the cooking skills were a bit lacking.
He is not as good as He Daqing.
It's not even as good as Wan Ping'an.
"Dongxu, congratulations, your good day has arrived."
Yi Zhonghai was very happy.