What?
150 yuan?
Just for knocking over this tiny bag of fertilizer, we have to pay 150?
A family of three generations in the village doesn’t even earn 150 yuan in a year.
This is daylight robbery!
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Wang Xiumei’s grandfather and grandmother exchanged a glance, then immediately sat on the ground, wailing and lamenting.
"Heartless bastards, trying to ruin our whole family!"
"Just flapping their lips and trying to swindle 150 yuan out of us!"
To be honest, Wang Jianguo was also stunned.
Could money really be calculated like this?
But there was no denying it—Shen Nanchu’s reasoning was sound.
"Shen Nanchu is right. Because of these two brothers, our village has lost 150 yuan for nothing."
"That’s right! Divided among us, that’s nearly one yuan per person!"
"My money!"
This was exactly the reaction Shen Nanchu wanted.
People don’t feel the pain until the knife cuts their own flesh.
Wang Daming and Wang Daqiang dared to frame Father Pei, thinking that as locals of Wang Family Village, the villagers would never side with an outsider.
But now that these two had harmed the collective interests of the village, would anyone still protect them?
Dream on.
Wang Daming and Wang Daqiang weren’t ready to give up.
"You’re not a technician. How do you know the rice seedlings in the field are ruined?"
"Yeah, for all we know, you’re just trying to cheat us!"
Wang Xiumei’s grandparents brightened.
"That’s right! What if this wretched girl is lying?"
"Exactly, she’s got no good intentions."
Trying to weasel out of it?
Shen Nanchu never acted without a sure hand.
"What bad intentions could I possibly have?"
"See for yourselves!"
Everyone followed Shen Nanchu’s pointing finger.
The rice seedlings submerged in the fertilizer had already begun to wilt.
With such a high concentration and the scorching midday sun, it was no surprise the seedlings were ruined after being soaked for so long.
The villagers’ eyes were sharp.
Faced with undeniable evidence, all excuses were useless.
Wang Daming and Wang Daqiang finally had nothing left to say.
Now, Wang Jianguo was in a dilemma.
How could they collect 150 yuan?
There was no way they’d get it back!
Staring at the lush green seedlings in the field, his heart ached.
Were these seedlings really all ruined?
Was everyone’s hard work wasted just like that?
"Wang Mazi, hitch the ox and go to town to fetch Technician Guo. Ask if there’s any way to fix this."
Shen Nanchu shook her head. "Village Chief, it’s too late."
Wang Jianguo knew Shen Nanchu well—she never lied.
"Look what you two have done!" he roared at Wang Daming and Wang Daqiang.
Seeing the village chief’s genuine fury, Wang Xiumei’s grandparents stopped their wailing.
Many villagers glared at Wang Daming and Wang Daqiang with disgust.
But Wang Xiumei’s grandparents still refused to budge—they couldn’t bear to part with the money.
This wasn’t just one or two yuan, but 150!
It pained them to the core.
Shen Nanchu knew these old misers would never cough up 150 yuan, but what about 100?
Surely they could manage that?
"Village Chief, while this wasn’t my father’s fault, it’s true that he accidentally knocked the fertilizer into the field."
"How about this—our Pei family will contribute 50 yuan as compensation to the village."
Her words instantly earned Shen Nanchu the goodwill of Wang Jianguo and the villagers.
Hearing that Shen Nanchu was willing to pay 50 yuan, Wang Daming and Wang Dazhi’s faces lit up with relief.
"Dad, Mom, now we only have to pay 100!"
"Hurry home and get the money!"
Wang Xiumei’s grandparents exchanged another glance, still reluctant to open their pockets.
They wanted to keep causing trouble.
Shen Nanchu shot them a cold glare.
"According to the law, those who damage collective property and refuse to compensate can be arrested."
At this, Wang Xiumei’s grandparents dared not act shamelessly anymore and hurried home to fetch the money.
Soon, Wang Xiumei’s grandmother reluctantly handed over 100 yuan to Wang Jianguo.
He accepted it—this was collective property, after all.
Seeing their family lose such a huge sum, Wang Xiumei’s grandparents were furious, glaring daggers at Shen Nanchu.
If not for this meddlesome wretch, their family wouldn’t have lost so much money!
"Village Chief, since our family has paid, shouldn’t she pay up too?"
Wang Jianguo and the villagers all turned to Shen Nanchu.
She nodded.
"I’ll definitely pay."
"I’m not some immoral, shameless person."
"But I have a question for the Village Chief."
Her words puzzled Wang Jianguo.
"Shen Nanchu, what do you want to ask?"
"Village Chief, this field has been ruined because of these two brothers. What do you plan to do with it?"
What to do?
Wang Jianguo hadn’t actually thought that far.
Replanting? Impossible.
They’d have to drain the water and plant something like corn instead.
Such good land—wasted just like that.
From Wang Jianguo’s expression, Shen Nanchu got the answer she wanted.
"I might have a way to save these seedlings."
Wang Jianguo eyed her suspiciously.
Was this girl scheming again? Was she pretending not to know how to fix this just to swindle money?
Many shared his suspicion.
Wang Xiumei’s grandfather was the first to jump in.
"You wretched girl! You knew the solution all along but hid it, just to cheat our family out of money!"
"Disgusting, black-hearted scum!"
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Shen Nanchu looked as innocent as a white lotus swaying in the wind.
"I didn’t spill the fertilizer, yet I’m cleaning up your mess? How dare you slander me like this?"
"Besides, I’m not even sure if my method will work. It’s just a last-ditch effort."
She turned to Wang Jianguo.
"Village Chief, how about this—let me try to save the seedlings. If I succeed, consider it repayment for the 50 yuan."
"Fine. If you can revive the seedlings, you don’t have to pay the fifty."
Wang Jianguo’s words were exactly what Shen Nanchu wanted.
After all, it was just a matter of a few words—simple.
"Village Chief, why should she get off scot-free?" Wang Xiumei’s grandmother protested. "Why does our family have to pay 100 while she pays nothing?"
Wang Jianguo had lost patience. "If you can save the seedlings yourself, I’ll give your hundred back."
Wang Xiumei’s grandmother immediately fell silent.
