Courtyard House: My Hidden Wheat Seeds Caused a National Sensation

Yi Zhonghai cast an approving glance at Jia Dongxu, "Your idea came at just the right time."

The pillar thus escaped unscathed.

In his opinion, Jia Dongxu's move was indeed brilliant.

He had also heard that the disease could be contracted through other means besides indecent behavior.

For example, wearing the clothes of someone who is sick, or getting dirty.

As for taking a bath in a cesspool—that could also lead to infection.

Therefore, they all felt that this move was extremely clever.

However, if Li Jianye heard these words, he would probably shake his head and mutter: Ignorance is truly terrifying.

Unfortunately, Li Jianye did not hear the conversation between Yi Zhonghai and the others.

At that moment, he was at Xu Damao's house, inquiring about He Yuzhu.

"You don't know why they fell into the cesspool either?"

"you do not say!"

Xu Damao shrugged helplessly. "They were already inside when we went in."

"I guess he slipped."

"Perhaps."

Li Jianye frowned in thought, and suddenly a possibility came to mind.

"Could it be that He Yuzhu thought he could get syphilis by bathing in a cesspool? Theoretically it seems possible, but in reality it's almost impossible."

For a person to be infected with syphilis, a sufficient number of spirochetes must enter the body.

But in such a large latrine, even if there were pathogens, they would be diluted to a negligible level.

The probability is even lower than swimming in the same pool as a patient.

If you really want an excuse, you might as well say you were pricked by a needle; the probability of transmission through blood is much higher.

Li Jianye couldn't understand He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu's intentions, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Da Mao, remember to come to the wedding banquet on the 2nd."

Li Jianye gave the instructions again.

His wedding was simple; only Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e were invited to the courtyard.

The main reason for inviting them was that Lou Xiao'e was a rare kind-hearted person in the courtyard who had helped Li Jianye before.

Inviting only Lou Xiao'e wouldn't be appropriate, so Xu Damao was invited as well.

Perfect timing! Li Jianye also needed Xu Damao, a man skilled at flattery, to help him take a few photos.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely get there."

Xu Damao readily agreed.

He knew that Li Jianye knew many influential people and wanted to take this opportunity to build more connections.

……

It's already October 1st.

This day marks the tenth anniversary of the founding of the new nation.

People in Beijing flocked out of their homes, eager to witness the magnificent military parade of their motherland.

However, Jia Dongxu seemed rather listless.

"Achoo!"

He sneezed loudly and lay back down on the bed.

He already had a cold, and now he felt even more dizzy.

Jia Dongxu was dragged by He Yuzhu to the stinking cesspool again.

How can an ordinary person stay in such a filthy place for long?

Everything was fine when I left, but then, late at night, I suddenly developed an acute illness.

He suffered from nausea and vomiting, diarrhea, and high fever, and was quickly taken to the hospital.

He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai also suffered the same fate.

At first, the two felt no problem and could even sit together and discuss the day's events in hushed tones.

But as soon as night fell, nausea, diarrhea, and high fever struck at the same time.

Yi Zhonghai followed closely behind Jia Dongxu and also lay down in the ward.

In those days, workers didn't have to pay for their own medical treatment; all medical expenses were covered by the government.

While it saved money, the pain was unbearable—vomiting uncontrollably and having a fever of 40 degrees Celsius that wouldn't subside.

He Yuzhu, in particular, refused to be hospitalized in order to conceal his unspeakable ailment. He only asked Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu to bring back more medicine and endured the suffering alone at home.

As a result, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu gradually recovered and were discharged from the hospital one after another, but He Yuzhu was still suffering from a high fever and was paralyzed in bed, unable to move.

"What a torture... A perfectly good holiday wasted here."

Jia Dongxu blew his nose, sighed, and fell back onto his pillow.

He reached out and touched the well-worn copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" by the bedside, which brought him some comfort.

"Well, at least I have it to keep me company."

The previous attempts to accomplish things failed because the strategies were not refined enough... I need to read them a few more times and learn more methods.

He was lost in thought, unaware of the cold glance Qin Huairu cast at him from not far away.

She had never thought Jia Dongxu was so bad before, but ever since Li Jianye led Dilisilin into this courtyard, her regret had grown stronger day by day.

"Comparison is the thief of joy... Why did I ever marry him? I wish you'd just fall ill and never recover!"

Qin Huairu bit her lower lip, her gaze sharp as a knife.

If given the chance, she really wanted to give this "Jia Dalang" a chance.

She was forced to drink a bowl of laced medicinal soup—unfortunately, she hadn't yet met a "Ximen Qing" to team up with.

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"I want to see a big [expert]! I want to eat something good!"

Suddenly, Banggeng rolled to the ground, kicking and crying, "The White Rabbit milk candy that Li Jianye mentioned is on sale! Li Daya next door is already eating it! I want some too!"

The crying was piercing, but Jia Dongxu on the bed seemed not to hear it, still holding his book and laughing to himself.

Qin Huairu looked at her son, then at her husband, and remembered that she still had to visit He Yuzhu, who was delirious with a high fever. Meanwhile, the other neighbors in the courtyard had already gone out to join the festivities. A wave of despair suddenly gripped her heart.

"When will this end? I truly regret it..."

Li Jianye was completely unaware of the commotion in the courtyard.

He took Delilah and left the courtyard early in the morning, heading towards the square.

The two did not ride bicycles, but walked slowly.

Pedestrians lined the road, some holding balloons, others waving small flags, all beaming with joy as they headed in the same direction.

The faces, bathed in the morning sun, radiated a simple yet vibrant joy.

"This is a rare era."

Li Jianye gazed at the crowd, sighing silently in his heart.

"Although supplies are scarce, our spirits are strong."

There were no filthy temptations, no begging on the streets, and while there were kidnappers and thugs, they were few and far between.

Most people are simple and warm-hearted; a single piece of candy can bring them joy for days. Their eyes sparkle, and they possess boundless energy.

As his thoughts drifted, he had already led Delilah to the viewing area.

Wearing bright red badges bearing the words "Guests of the Ceremony," they entered the heavily guarded square entrance.

The guard's gaze lingered on the badge for a moment before he stepped aside to make way.

The viewing platform was already filled with people from all directions, all representatives nominated by various industries.

The venue was filled with lively conversation as people excitedly shared the new look of their community over the past decade, and order flowed amidst the hustle and bustle.

The solemn ceremony commenced amidst the great anticipation of the crowd.

The first to pass the reviewing stand was a formation composed of meritorious generals.

They had personally experienced the flames of war, and the weathered faces of battle bore the marks of their experiences.

Amidst the majestic military music, the synchronized footsteps echoed like thunder, and a solid and powerful aura of killing intent swept over them, causing Li Jianye, who was standing nearby, to feel his heart surge.

He had never felt the awe of a military parade so vividly before, and he quickly raised his camera to faithfully record these scenes on film.

Formations from different regions and different branches of the armed forces marched in succession.

Following them, military vehicles towing the latest artillery rumbled past.

In the sky, fighter jet formations streaked across the sky, leaving trails of silvery white.

"At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, we had very few planes that could take off."

Li Jianye turned his head slightly and whispered to Diliresh, his voice containing a barely perceptible emotion, "For the sake of the ceremony's effect, only a few fighter jets had to fly around the field repeatedly."

That's no longer necessary.

Delilah gazed at the sky, her eyes shining with pride.

Seventy-two Jiefang brand trucks carrying imposing soldiers moved slowly forward, the cold gleam of their steel guns flashing in the sunlight.

Following closely behind was the tank formation, with thirty-two Type 59 tanks resembling mobile steel fortresses. Their tracks rolled across the ground with a steady and majestic presence, eliciting waves of cheers from the reviewing stand.

"Those tanks...they're really spectacular."

Delisilin couldn't help but sigh softly, her elegant neck tilting slightly forward as her gaze followed the steel behemoths.

"yes,"

Li Jianye replied, his tone full of respect, "They are living legends."

He knew that these tanks would write an epic chapter in their service.

After the flood of weapons came a sea of ​​mass demonstrations.

People held aloft placards bearing the distinct marks of the era, chanting impassioned slogans as they marched with unwavering steps.

Colorful balloons slowly rose into the sky, transforming into joy floating everywhere.

The children's team then took the stage, their red scarves and flower wreaths complementing each other. Their tender voices recited chapters of the times, and their little hands waved, creating a vibrant sea of ​​red flowers.

One formation after another marched forward.

The leaders waved frequently from the Tiananmen Rostrum.

Finally, amidst nationwide jubilation and colorful balloons flying everywhere, this grand celebration came to a successful close.

"let's go,"

Li Jianye gently touched Dilisilin's arm. "There's a fireworks display this evening. We'll come back then."

He knew in his heart that this magnificent ceremony before him might be the last glorious moment in the years to come.

Next year, due to changes in the situation and many considerations, such celebrations will be suspended, and the established rules will also be changed from once a year to once every five years.

Several years later, new variables prevented it from taking place, and then came a more complicated period of time, making such a grand event increasingly distant.

"What a great era... truly a great era."

Looking at the countless unfamiliar faces around him, brimming with happiness and anticipation, recalling the heart-stirring scene just now, and thinking about the even more arduous years to come, Li Jianye quietly clenched his fist, a surge of heat rushing through his chest.

"For the sake of national rejuvenation, we must move forward!"

Instead of returning to their residence, the two went straight to a Moscow restaurant.

In a charmingly exotic atmosphere, they enjoyed a refined dinner, as if they had temporarily entered another tranquil world.

After the meal, they strolled through the streets, weaving through the not-too-crowded crowds.

Delilah's gaze lingered on the various shop windows, but in those years of scarcity, it was hard to find the once abundant food stalls on the streets. The two simply walked side by side, feeling the pulse of the city.

Afterwards, they went into the cinema and watched the color film "Five Golden Flowers," a tribute to the tenth anniversary celebration, amidst the interplay of light and shadow. The pure love and beautiful scenery in the story added a touch of gentleness to this extraordinary day.

Before the morning light had even reached the windowpane, Li Jianye had already gotten up.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, Zhang Wen had been waiting outside for a long time. Upon seeing him come out, he immediately took two steps to greet him.

"Big brother, are we setting off now?"

"Yeah, let me lend a hand."

Li Jianye turned around and led him into the house.

There were some things on the floor inside the house: a wild rabbit caught a few days ago, a goat that was hunted by chance, and two brightly feathered pheasants, all of which had been cleaned up.

The two of them carried the items one by one onto the cart parked at the door.

Today is his wedding day with Delilah.

Given the current situation, the wedding was kept simple, with only three tables set up for the banquet, and the guests were mostly familiar colleagues and friends from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

He only invited Xu Damao and his wife, who were his neighbors in the courtyard.

He felt that others didn't need to share in this joy.

Even Xu Damao was only invited because of Lou Xiao'e's influence.

Just as they were loading the mountain goods onto the truck, Xu Damao happened to push the door open and come out.

Li Jianye straightened up and dusted off his hands.

"Da Mao, remember to come early."

The venue is the Agricultural Research Institute's guesthouse; please be sure to bring the invitation.

"Don't worry, I won't forget!"

Xu Damao responded, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to the meat on the cart, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Although his in-laws are wealthy, in this day and age, some things cannot be obtained simply by having money.

Moreover, his father-in-law was "Lou Bancheng".

With such a reputation, one must be extra careful in all actions.

Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since he had enjoyed a hearty meal of meat.

"I'll pack my things and then go with Xiao'e."

After saying that, he turned and went to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley.

After Xu Damao finished washing up, he woke up Lou Xiao'e. The two of them quickly ate some porridge and steamed buns and then went out to catch the bus.

The train carriage swayed, and Xu Damao leaned closer to his wife, lowering his voice, unable to hide his excitement.

"E'zi, the feast today is sure to be excellent."