PFC Chapter 350
Chapter 350
If Zhao Ganwei knew about this, Zhong Ruyi would naturally know about it as well.
She slowly watered the grapes in the yard with spatial water and said with a smile, "If he doesn't want to, then he doesn't want to. This matter cannot be forced. He can guard it however he wants. Just don't come to me if he has any problems in the future."
This went on for a few days. In the middle, Zhong Laosan came back from escorting and looked for Chen Dongzhi. "Brother Duan said that there is a shipment of goods to be delivered to Nanzhou tomorrow. Then he will make a detour to Wuzhou to help the Yu family deliver a batch of medicinal materials. Do you want to go?"
Of course Chen Dongzhi wanted to go to Wuzhou, and he immediately nodded in agreement.
In this way, the two men swapped positions, one escorted the goods to Nanzhou, and the other took his place to patrol at night.
Shen Hong stayed in Liuyun Town for seven days, and only after Zhong Ruyi gave him all the money he wanted did he start his return journey.
As soon as he returned, he happened to meet Boss Wang who came to purchase goods on the way. The two of them took the goods back to Jixiang Town at different times, and there was no scene of the two sides competing for business.
Moreover, Boss Wang came this time with the intention of sending the products to Nanzhou for sale. He sent his men there to buy a store and renovate it some time ago, so now is the perfect time to go there.
"Miss Zhong, why are the melons you grow so different from those grown in foreign countries?"
Boss Wang had just helped move a basket of apples onto the carriage and was now wiping his sweat with his sleeves.
Zhong Ruyi and Sun Tao were carrying baskets of apples onto the carriage. When they heard what Boss Wang said, they had no time to answer.
The day before yesterday, she went to the town specially and asked Sun Tao and others to come back to help. After these busy days, she let them rest for two days before returning to the town to open the shop.
Boss Wang was not discouraged when he didn't get a reply. He came back to help after a break.
A dozen people were busy at the foot of the mountain, when suddenly a woman came over with a menacing look.
"Daughter of the Zhong family! I have something to ask you!" The person who came was Zhao Dajun's wife, the woman who did not want to send people out for patrol that day and suggested to form the patrol team according to last year's personnel.
She ran to Zhong Ruyi, pointed at her nose and asked, "Why don't you harvest my watermelons? I have 20 mu of melons planted. Do you want all these 20 mu of melons to rot in the fields? How can you be so evil!"
Zhong Ruyi frowned and slapped away the finger she was pointing at her. "Why don't you take over your home? Don't you have any idea? The patrol team has been on duty for so long. Your man walked around for a while on the first day and then ran away. Has he ever patrolled with the villagers since then?"
"If every household is like you, doing whatever they want, I won't have to worry much. I won't have to worry about your melons rotting in the fields and no one buying them, and I won't have to worry about the price being pushed too low and I won't make any money. Since you are so unconventional, I won't buy your melons anymore. You figure it out on your own."
When Zhao Dajun's wife heard this, she immediately screamed and said without thinking, "Daughter of the Zhong family, how can you be so cruel? You have coaxed so many men to do business with you, and I don't know how many times you have slept with them behind their backs? No wonder those men listen to you so much. They will take you if you ask them to, and if you don't want to take you..."
She had just said half of her words when Zhong's mother, who had been frowning and listening to her daughter talking to her, couldn't help it anymore. She stepped forward, grabbed her and slapped her twice, "You bitch! You speak like a bunch of shit! If you can't talk, I'll cut your tongue off with a pair of scissors!"
Zhong's mother was still not satisfied, so after knocking the man to the ground, she went up to him and started tearing him apart.
Zhong Ruyi had already turned cold at her words, and now she watched as she was knocked to the ground by Zhong's mother.
But even though Zhao Dajun's wife didn't react at first, she started to fight back after feeling the pain.
Boss Wang had already asked his servants to ask Zhao Ganwei to come when the woman was saying those dirty words. His smiling face lost its expression and he looked more serious than usual.
Zhao Ganwei rushed over quickly and saw two women fighting on the ground, and immediately spoke out to stop them.
The two were quickly pulled apart. Mother Zhong's hair was a little messy and there were a few nail marks on her hands, but she looked much better than Zhao Dajun's wife sitting opposite her.
There were several red slap marks on Zhao Dajun's wife's face, and the nail marks and mud and sand made her look particularly embarrassed.
As soon as she saw the village chief coming, she burst into tears, "Uncle! Look at what this vicious mother and daughter did to me! I don't have a single piece of good land on my body!"
Although Zhao Dajun and the village chief's family are not real relatives, this man is thick-skinned. He always says that if they have the same surname, it means they were a family in the past, and he wants to recognize Zhao Ganwei as his uncle.
But the village chief has many relatives, and a younger generation like him is not a big deal, so he has never agreed.
Zhao Ganwei ignored Zhao Dajun's wife and asked other people present first.
The villagers all said that it was Zhao Dajun's wife who pointed at Zhong Ruyi's nose and cursed her as soon as she arrived. She also said some dirty words and said that all her business was earned by sleeping with men.
The village chief frowned and cursed Zhao Dajun's wife in his heart, calling her a fool!
Boss Wang waited until he understood what happened before speaking, "Village Chief, Boss Zhong and I were discussing business in a serious manner, but you villagers said this about us and threw dirty water on me right away. I am already over 50 years old and can be her father. I really can't bear this reputation. So, I will stop collecting these watermelons and apples this time, and you can find other vendors."
Zhao Ganwei immediately became anxious. This was a big customer for everyone in the village. If Zhao Dajun’s wife ruined the deal, what would happen to all the water melons in the village?
He looked at Zhong Ruyi for help, but Zhong Ruyi ignored him.
What a joke. What’s the difference between what Zhao Dajun’s wife said just now and calling her a slut?
Is it possible that she should be magnanimous when being scolded like this?
If we just let this matter go today, who knows how much gossip there will be in the village tomorrow.
So we have to come up with a result.
Seeing that both sides were in a stalemate, Zhao Ganwei was afraid of losing such an important customer, but he was also troubled by his current situation.
It just so happened that Zhao Dajun heard that his wife was here to cause trouble, and wanted to come to help, but was stopped by Zhao Ganwei with a stern shout:
"Da Jun, let me ask you where did you hear those words your wife just said? People don't have a mouth for you to say whatever you want. Let me tell you this. Tomorrow, Boss Wang will have picked all the melons. You should go to the banyan tree at noon tomorrow and apologize to Ruyi and Boss Wang in front of everyone in the village!"
"Ruyi, Boss Wang, do you think this will work?"
Boss Wang went to see Zhong Ruyi again, indicating that he didn't care and the most important thing was to let her vent her anger.
Zhong Ruyi agreed and glanced at Zhao Dajun and his wife, whose faces were red with anger. "Even so, if there are any rumors in the village in the future, I will blame them!"
Zhao Dajun's wife refused and said in a sharp voice, "So what if I said that? As long as you didn't do it, you don't have to feel guilty! If you feel guilty, it means you did it!"
After saying this, Zhong's mother wanted to go up and hit her again, but was stopped.
"What?" She looked smug, as if she had hit the nail on the head. "If you ask me, it takes two to tango. You still want me to apologize to you?"
Before she could finish her words, she received a loud slap on the face.
Zhong Ruyi looked at her coldly, "Is it loud?" Then he stretched out his hand and slapped her, "I'm telling you, even a single slap can make a loud noise!"
"Good! Good job!" Zhong's mother cheered loudly, and she almost went forward to try to see if a slap could make a louder sound.
"Village chief, let's put it this way. From now on, I will no longer help take charge of the watermelons of all the people in the village. Let them go and negotiate with the boss themselves. They can get whatever they can. From now on, I will only take care of the apples on my mountain."
After hearing this, Zhao Ganwei, who was dumbfounded at first, became even more dumbfounded. He quickly said, "Ruyi, listen to your uncle. These two people are the scourge of our village. I will make them apologize to you. Don't be angry first."
But no matter how he tried to comfort her, Zhong Ruyi was determined to ignore him. After loading all the apples onto the carriage, she turned around and left.
Zhao Ganwei was left scratching his head and glaring at Zhao Dajun and his wife fiercely.