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“These past few years, we have had no connection with my family, right? You can meet us on the road and immediately turn your head as if you didn’t see us. Am I wrong?”
Xie Zhou and the others chuckled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
While they didn’t know what to say, Wang Jinhe knew exactly what she wanted to convey.
“Since you treat my family as strangers when you encounter us on the road, then why are you coming to my house now? Is it because I know how to grow watermelons? Is it because I can help you make money? But why do you think I should bring a few strangers along to make money with me? Who do you think you are?”
“You come to me saying that the past is in the past, but I want to look forward. What do I see? I know better than you how my family has survived these past few years. Let me tell you, my greatest mercy is stoping Su Yu to seek revenge on you. I didn’t send Su Yu to cause trouble for you, and you should be content. Don’t be ungrateful, because in the end, the ones who will lose face are yourselves, not me. Understand?” Wang Jinhe looked at Xie Zhou and the others with a cold smile.
“Xiaohe, do you have guests at home?” Su Yu had gone to the county town today, and neither Wang Jinhe nor Xiaobao had gone. When she returned, she saw quite a few people gathered around Wang Jinhe at home. However, Wang Jinhe’s expression didn’t seem like how one would treat guests, no matter how she looked at it.
Wang Jinhe shook her head, “They’re not guests, just some people who want me to let them grow watermelons.”
Su Yu was a smart person, and he understood what was going on as soon as Wang Jinhe spoke.
“These people…”
“Some people who would turn away and pretend not to recognize us when they saw our family on the road. They came to me saying that so many years have passed and I shouldn’t be fixated on the past. They feel like they didn’t do anything back then, and I shouldn’t exclude them,” Wang Jinhe said, feeling extremely angry whenever she thought of what these people had said. These people really thought highly of themselves.
“Do all the people in this village lack gratitude?” Su Yu frowned, his expression not looking pleasant at all. He had no goodwill towards these villagers.
“Who knows? Anyway, they all have the same mindset. As long as I don’t bring them along to make money, it’s my fault. There are some things I can let go of, but it doesn’t mean I can let go of everything,” Wang Jinhe said, directing her gaze towards Xie Zhou and the others as she spoke.
Xie Zhou’s expression changed slightly; he knew that this statement was meant for them.
“Xiaohe, we’re not…”
“Alright, let’s not talk anymore. People like you won’t care about others. This matter has nothing to do with you, but once there are potential benefits and advantages for you, you won’t give up, and you might even lose your dignity.”
“I’ll leave it here today. It’s pointless for you to go talk to anyone else. You can leave now,” Wang Jinhe said to Xie Zhou.
Xie Zhou frowned and looked at Wang Jinhe. “Aren’t you afraid of being isolated by the villagers? That no one will have anything to do with your family?”
Wang Jinhe couldn’t help but laugh. “If you can represent the entire Xie Village, then go ahead and try. Haven’t we been isolated by the village these years? Do you think I care?”
“Xie Zhou, right? You keep saying that you haven’t done anything wrong, but who told your son to call my son a ‘wild child’? Don’t tell me you know nothing about it. If Adults don’t say these things, how would children learn them? If you’ve done something, just admit it. There’s no need to eagerly slap yourself in the face like this. It’s meaningless, don’t you think?” Wang Jinhe sarcastically remarked as she looked at Xie Zhou.
Xie Zhou’s gaze flickered slightly. His family members had indeed said that Wang Jinhe lacked restraint and that Xiao Bao was a “wild child.” This had happened more than once or twice, and he hadn’t joined in, but he hadn’t stopped them either. He thought Wang Jinhe knew nothing about it.
“As the saying goes, ‘Do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself.’ Do you think what I said is correct?”
“Xiaohe, don’t talk so much with these people. I told you I wanted to give them a lesson, but you didn’t allow it. And now, look what’s happening. Anyone can come over and kick you,” Su Yu said with a displeased expression, furrowing his brow.
“One last time,” Wang Jinhe smiled at Su Yu, understanding his meaning and his dissatisfaction with these people constantly causing trouble.
Su Yu reluctantly nodded, and when he turned to look at Xie Zhou and the others, his gaze was cold. “Are you leaving on your own, or should I have someone escort you out?”
One sentence made Xie Zhou and the others somewhat apprehensive, and in the end, they had to leave on their own.
As she watched these people leave, Wang Jinhe’s face showed obvious exhaustion. Su Yu reached out and gently rubbed her head, his eyes filled with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“I really don’t want to continue dealing with these people. Dealing with them is just so tiring,” Wang Jinhe sighed, regretting that she had rushed to say these things.
“I don’t see why it matters. If people come again later, you don’t have to handle it; I’ll take care of it.” However, if he handled it, it might not be as amicable and reasonable as Wang Jinhe.
“Alright.”
Wang Jinhe’s attitude had spread throughout the entire village, and it was clear that those who were confirmed to be able to participate in growing watermelons were not interested in this matter. However, when the remaining villagers heard that Wang Jinhe could sell a kilogram of watermelon for fifty cents, they couldn’t sit still.
Fifty cents per kilogram? How much money could Wang Jinhe’s family make today?
It was something they hadn’t even dared to imagine.
The villagers who couldn’t benefit from the situation gathered together and eventually went to find the village chief. When Rong Shi saw so many of them coming together, and they were the same people who had once opposed her family, she couldn’t help but wear a mocking expression on her face.
“What are you here for?” Rong Shi looked at them and asked, knowing full well what they were there for.
“We’re here to see the village chief. It’s a very important matter.”
“Yes, let us through. Get the village chief out here quickly.”
It was almost time for the autumn harvest, and Wang Jinhe’s family had also started saving watermelon seeds. If they couldn’t participate, how much money would they lose?
Rong Shi gave a quick glance at the person who spoke and then turned to go inside. “The villagers have come to see you, and it’s probably about Xiaohe’s matter. Handle it properly, and don’t let Xiaohe suffer.”
“The decisions Xiaohe makes, what can I do about them? I can’t be of any help. Are they in a hurry now? Where were they earlier?” The village chief spoke disdainfully.
Rong Shi nodded. “Who said they weren’t? But judging by their current demeanor, they probably won’t leave unless they see you. You’d better go and see them.”
The village chief put down what he was holding and went outside. As he stepped out, he heard the commotion and spoke impatiently, “What are you doing? Do you think this place is just anywhere?”
“We’ve come to see the village chief, it’s for something very important,” they replied.
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