Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

"Hey, isn't this Jia Zhang? Why, she's here again so soon?" Erpang's voice was full of provocation and sarcasm.

Jia Zhang's heart sank suddenly. She knew that she would probably not be able to escape this time.

I tried to stay calm, but my body started shaking uncontrollably.

"What...what do you want to do?" Jia Zhang tried hard to maintain her dignity, but she couldn't hide the fear in her heart.

Erpang laughed, walked closer to Jia Zhang, and stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

Jia Zhang stepped back in horror but was grabbed by Erpang.

"What for? Of course, it's to teach you a lesson, you ungrateful old thing!" Erpang said, and then slapped Jia Zhang hard.

Jia Zhang was hit so hard that she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He covered his burning cheeks, his eyes filled with anger and humiliation.

"Why are you hitting me? I didn't do anything wrong!" Jia Zhang shouted loudly, trying to resist Erpang's brutality.

Er Pang was unmoved. He sneered and said, "What did you do wrong? You made me suffer a lot in the trading hall last time. You still want to have an easy time this time? Dream on!"

As he said that, Erpang started punching and kicking Jia Zhang again.

Jia Zhang groaned in pain, but she knew that in this place, no one would come to save her.

If you want to survive here, you must have your own means.

So, she decided to start exercising to build up her strength.

As the days passed, Jia Zhang's health gradually became stronger.

Her weight also increased sharply, far exceeding that of Erpang.

Whenever Erpang wanted to bully her, Jia Zhang would use her fat body to knock him to the ground.

Erpang began to feel uneasy and no longer bullied Jia Zhang as he did before.

I began to pay attention to my words and actions, for fear of angering this once weak person.

However, Jia Zhang did not let him go.

Always looking for an opportunity to avenge previous humiliation.

Finally one day, the opportunity came.

That day, Erpang had an argument with another prisoner over a trivial matter and the two of them fought.

When Jia Zhang saw this, she was secretly delighted.

He took advantage of the chaos to sneak up on Erpang, ready to give him a surprise attack.

Just when Erpang was about to be knocked down by the opponent, Jia Zhang suddenly rushed forward and knocked Erpang to the ground with her fat body.

Erpang was totally unprepared for this move and fell to the ground.

Jia Zhang didn't give Erpang any chance to breathe. She quickly rode on Erpang's body and tightly grasped his neck with both hands.

Erpang struggled in fear, but Jia Zhang was too strong and he could not resist at all.

"Aren't you very powerful? How did you become like this now?" Jia Zhang said coldly.

Erpang finally tasted the pain he had once inflicted on others.

He tried desperately to break free from Jia Zhang's control, but it was too late.

Erpang has always been a domineering person in the trading room. No one dares to mess with his strong body.

However, today he fell into the hands of Jia Zhang, a seemingly insignificant old woman.

Jia Zhang was originally a thin woman, but after her last experience, she made up her mind to change herself.

Every day, she exercises silently in the cell, tirelessly.

Now, her weight has far exceeded that of Erpang, and her strength is also amazing.

Erpang fell to the ground, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

He never thought that this old woman who had been bullied by him at will could now subdue him.

Jia Zhang looked at Erpang coldly, her heart filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered in the past and the unscrupulous ridicule and bullying by Erpang, the anger in his heart burned fiercely.

He pinched Erpang's neck hard, as if he wanted to vent all his hatred.

Erpang struggled, but his strength seemed so insignificant in front of Jia Zhang.

Seeing this, the surrounding prisoners all came over.

Some of them were surprised, some were curious, and some were gloating.

But without exception, they were all shocked by Jia Zhang's actions.

At this moment, Jia Zhang suddenly let go of her hand.

Erpang collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

He looked at Jia Zhang in horror, as if he saw a devil.

Standing up, Jia Zhang glanced coldly at the prisoners around her, her eyes full of warnings and threats, as if to say: "Whoever dares to provoke me again will end up like him!"

With an unquestionable attitude, Jia Zhang became a person that everyone had to look up to.

Erpang, a burly but gentle young man, never thought that he would deeply experience the weight of the word "strength" in this way.

Erpang knelt on the ground, his eyes full of awe and gratitude.

He finally realized how superficial what he had previously thought of his strength was.

After this contest, he was willing to put aside all his pride and completely obey this seemingly ordinary yet extraordinary elder.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang smiled slightly, turned and walked towards the room.

There, a beam of sunlight just happened to shine through the window and shine on the most conspicuous position.

She bent down to pick up Erpang's quilt cover and gently placed it on the ground. Then she spread out her own quilt and occupied the place with the most sunlight.

This action silently declares who is the real master in this small world.

Erpang followed Jia Zhang, feeling both ashamed and full of hope.

Jia Zhang sat on the kang in the room with a smug look on her face, and everything around her was quiet.

The former Erpang, the woman who always acted bossy, is now nowhere to be seen, and has been replaced by the new overlord, Jia Zhang.

There was a strange atmosphere in the room, as if even the air was cheering for Jia Zhang's victory.

Jia Zhang no longer needed to do the busy chores of washing clothes, fetching water, and cooking herself, so naturally someone else rushed to do it.

Jia Zhang smiled with satisfaction, as if admiring her own masterpiece.

Her eyes fell on those busy figures, and an inexplicable pleasure surged in her heart.

"It seems that I, Jia Zhang, will be the king of this room after all." She said to herself, with a sense of complacency and pride in her voice.

However, just as she was immersed in her victory, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the room.

Erpang ran in panting, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

"Why do you treat me like this?" Erpang asked loudly, her voice echoing in the room.

Jia Zhang was slightly stunned, then sneered and said, "Why? Because I am the new king of this room! Do you think you are still the same fat guy? Now, I have the final say here!"

Erpang's face turned pale in an instant, and he clenched his fists, as if he wanted to rush forward and fight Jia Zhang to the death.

However, just as she was about to take action, she suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang felt even more proud, thinking that she had completely defeated Erpang and became the absolute ruler of the room.

Jia Zhang enjoyed all of this and felt it was more fun than living in a courtyard house.

However, she didn't know that this victory was only temporary, and a bigger storm was quietly brewing...