Chapter 35.5: Little Games (After the Little Landlord Fell Into Poverty)

 

Chapter 35.5

"Then it's settled. You all go back and have a drink of water. I'll find time to run over this afternoon and wrap this up. Everyone should gather what needs to be gathered and plant what needs to be planted. Don't miss the season. Alright, disperse!"


Meng Fengchun waved his hand grandly, giving a preliminary direction to the matter, and everyone dispersed.


"It's all your fault, you stupid woman! Why do you have to get involved in other people's business? Now look at what you've done, having to pay out so much. You're going to starve us to death, you old fool!”


Meng Fengpo, in a fit of rage, began to speak without thinking.


"Can you blame me?" Even though Xu Laicui was in the wrong, she didn't back down, "Isn't it because you didn't raise your own son properly, causing him to get into trouble! And your good nephew, now has become so difficult to deal with. One after another, not a single good thing comes from your old Meng family!”


"And those two useless dead girls! If they were all boys, would our family be bullied like this?”


The two daughters are also unfortunate; it wasn't their fault, but their mother insisted on taking the blame upon them.


The two of them dared not voice their anger, walking behind with resentment, glaring at their parents and younger brother.


Especially Meng Xiangru, who was filled with immense rage. She had once coveted that person named Shen's physique, but today that scoundrel actually kicked her.


After all, she is a young lady and considers herself quite good-looking. You blind dog!


Zhao Xin is still better. Although it seems useless, he treats her well for real. He comforts her with gentle words, and not long ago, he quietly told her that he was almost saving enough money to buy a house. He promised that by then, he would come to propose openly and generously.


This is the only good news keeping her hanging on.


The crowd dispersed, but on the other side, there was no joy either. Meng Xiaoxi looked worried and asked, "Yao Kang, is there anywhere else that hurts? I mean, besides the superficial injuries."


The Yao father and son looked at him in confusion.


"That is to say, whether your stomach hurts, and your chest, get up and walk around, check carefully where your arms and legs are uncomfortable." Shen Qingzhou helped him clarify.


"Oh! Not really, except for my hands and face, I guess it's just some bruises." Yao Kang paced back and forth a few steps.


His experiences today can be described as a rollercoaster. When that family surrounded and beat him, he didn't dare to retaliate at all, fearing it would implicate his father and the boss. Unexpectedly, Butler Shen came up and fought without caring about the consequences, leaving everyone at a loss in the end. It was truly impressive! And it was incredibly satisfying.


"There's no need for the ox to plant seeds and cover the soil. Brother Shen and I can handle it here. Uncle Yao, you take the kids to the town first."


Meng Xiaoxi took out a handful of coins and a key from his pocket and handed them to him, saying, "Take this for now. If it's not enough, go to the box on my bedside in my room and get some more."


"No need, no need!" Yao Daocheng quickly declined, "The money from last time's clothes shopping hasn't been spent yet, young master! Using that is enough."


"No way!" Meng Xiaoxi forcefully shoved the money over, saying, "Don't let others take advantage of it. Remember to have the doctor prescribe some good medicine—if you can use it, don't waste it!"


Yao Daocheng couldn't push it away, so he accepted it hesitantly.


His son was injured, and he was naturally angry and upset, but in the end, these two from the East family did their best to vent their frustration, leaving no room for complaint.


"Also, if you encounter such situations again in the future, don't try to hold on by yourself. If you can fight back, go all out; if you feel you can't win, run. Run fast. In short, protect yourself to the maximum extent." Before leaving, Shen Qingzhou reiterated it once more.


Most people know that it's better to see a judge than a coroner; one's own life is the most important.


"Mm! I remember, Brother Shen." Yao Kang's nose felt a bit sour.


"Okay! Go ahead, after watching, go back and rest. Don't come to the fields these two days, we'll talk about it when you're better.”


In the afternoon, Meng Fengchun came over again, urging the family to pick all the damaged watermelons, weigh them, and compensate Meng Xiaoxi at the market price.


Yao Daocheng went through the medical fees, prescriptions, and medication costs he brought back, and calculated everything again. They didn't charge much for the lost work time, only three days' worth, but that was enough to infuriate Xu Laicui, who felt like she had been bled dry for no reason.


After the person left, Meng Xiaoxi handed over the compensation for the medicine and the lost wages, "Here you go! Uncle Yao."


"But he didn't do the work, so it's okay to not pay." Yao Daocheng continued to refuse.


"Just take it! Isn't he the one who suffered the consequences? These past couple of days, I've been trying to make him some good food to help him recover.”


"Hey! Thank you, young master! “

"It's nothing, there's still—" Meng Xiaoxi called out to Meng Fengchun again.


"Uncle Er! I know, if it weren't for you this time, things wouldn't have been resolved so smoothly. There aren't many good melons left in the field, not worth showing off. Once we're done with the busy days, you must come over to my house. I'll cook a few dishes, and you can have a drink with Brother Shen and the others.”


"There's no need for any small talk This is all part of my duties. Your uncle's family has always gone too far. After this, they should be able to tone it down a bit, knowing that you're not as easy to bully as before. I'll come by when I have time. I have to go now; there's still work to do in the fields!"


"Okay!" Take your time!


Finally, Meng Xiaoxi slowly exhaled a breath.


The result was okay; the land was reclaimed, but Yao Kang was bullied a bit, and it might leave a shadow on him in the future. There were hardly any of the watermelons he had been thinking about left, and the other side compensated, so it was actually a mutual loss.


The corn has been planted, but the wheat hasn't been harvested yet. The threshed wheat can be cleaned by the wind and dried in the sun for a day or two before being stored, which is faster than drying corn, but the threshing process is more labor-intensive.


There was a rainstorm with a little over half the time left. Before the rain, Meng Xiaoxi checked the forecast and specifically informed a few talkative aunts in the village. They spread the word, and once the villagers received the news, they made preparations. This time, there was almost no loss during the busy summer season.


Outside, the light rain was pattering down. The remaining wheat at the door was neatly stacked and covered. After finishing lunch, the father and son of the Yao family returned to their courtyard.


“After being tired for so many days, I can finally take a good rest.” Meng Xiaoxi snuggled up in Shen Qingzhou's room, playing mobile games.


Before long, Shen Qingzhou went out with an umbrella again.


"Why are you going? It's raining!” Meng Xiaoxi asked him.


"The little ducklings are still outside, I'll go round them up."


"They're born swimmers, they shouldn't be afraid of getting wet, right?"


"I see that it's very dark over there in the northwest; it looks like it's going to rain heavily soon." Shen Qingzhou was somewhat worried.


"Okay! Then you hurry up and come back quickly.”


Meng Xiaoxi continued to build his tower, but the alignment was off, and after a few dozen layers, signs of collapse began to appear.


"Sigh!" It's about to fall again, what a pity.


When reaching the hundredth floor, a small reward would pop up. He had seen Shen Qingzhou reach it, but he had never done so himself, and he was very envious.


A flash of lightning appeared outside, followed by a loud thunderclap.


It seems like it's really going to rain heavily. Brother Shen hasn't returned yet. Meng Xiaoxi looked outside the door with concern.


When the gaze returned, a pop-up appeared on the phone screen.


Could it be a reward? Has he built a hundred floors already?


Meng Xiaoxi clicked the button with great delight, and what came into view were two naked men, passionately fighting together.

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