A rich man suffered from an eye disease and went to the hospital for an operation and put on a fake eye. The operation was so successful that even the rich man's wife could not see which of his eyes was fake.
On this day, the rich man came to his farm and said to a group of working farmers: "I'll make a bet with you, who can guess which eye is false to me, I will double his wages this year; if so If I can’t guess, his wages won’t be paid.”
A young farmer walked out from the farm: “I’ll try it. If I guess right, as long as you pay 50 yuan to buy some wine for everyone; If you guess wrong, all my wages will be yours." The rich man laughed excitedly when he heard it. At this time, the farmer said calmly: "The one next to your real eye is just a fake eye, and the one next to your fake eye is just a real eye." The rich man jumped into a rage when he heard it, "You kid, this is shameless!" The farmer smiled apologetically and said, "It was a joke just now. Your left eye was fake."
This time it was the rich man's turn to be surprised. His left eye was indeed fake. Because there were so many people to testify, he didn't dare to go back, so he had to pay out 50 yuan, and then walked away angrily.
The crowd surrounded the farmer and asked him how he guessed it. The farmer smiled slightly: "I changed my bet, and his right eye immediately showed greed; I teased him, and his right eye immediately showed fierceness. But his left eye did not change twice. That’s why I guessed that the left eye was fake.”
The suites of Mr. and Mrs. Jones were full of packages, furniture and boxes. They were so busy that they suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
When Mrs. Jones opened the door, she saw a middle-aged woman standing outside. She said she was the neighbor who lived next door. Mrs. Jones invited her in and apologized to her that the room was too messy and there was no place to sit.
The middle-aged woman said, "Oh, it’s okay. You don’t have to be polite. I’m here to welcome you to move here. You have to know that in some parts of the city, neighbors are not friendly, and in some residential buildings, neighbors don’t communicate with each other. I don’t even know the person next door. But in our building, everyone is very friendly and harmonious. We are as happy as a family. I believe you will live here happily.” The
Jones and his wife looked at each other. , I was surprised. At this time Mrs. Jones said: "But, Madam, we are not new here. We have lived here for two years, and we will move out tomorrow."