Chapter 94: 94 Village Gossip
Chapter 94: Chapter 94 Village Gossip
Under the envious gaze of the villagers, the Yue Family finally drew in the net.
Yue Jiannan grinned as he lifted the fish basket, carrying three fish reserved for his family.
He’d chosen the largest ones, and although there were only three, they were quite heavy; he nearly threw his back out lifting them.
Yue Jiandong hurried to help him, casually ruffling his brother’s hair, “You’re really something, keeping it low-key and then surprising the family like this.”
“Hehe, I learned it all from books, I really regret not taking Mom’s advice to read more seriously.”
Yue Jiannan tried to hide the pride on his face, but it was no use, so he just beamed a wide smile.
“It seems that even though I can’t farm, I do have a skill to get by.”
Lin Chunju gave him a sideways glance, “Hmm, not bad, having a skill is necessary to get a wife, in a couple of years Mom will find you a good one.”
Yue Jiannan’s expression turned odd in an instant, “Mom!”
Yue Jianxi couldn’t help but chuckle, “The youngest is getting shy.”
It was understandable, considering their mom had always worried that Jiannan lacked the skills for farming and that their poor family circumstances would make it hard to find a wife.
Now that he had shown his ability to raise fish, families in the village with eligible daughters would surely consider him seriously.
The Yue Family went home in high spirits while the villagers lingered for a long time.
They discussed the day’s events with each other.
“How much money did the Yue family make this time? I saw the Widow Lin accept a thick stack of Daming bills, it must be in the hundreds.”
“You underestimate them, I figure at least two or three hundred, maybe even more, and that was just for half the fishpond.”
“Who would have thought Yue Jiannan had such skills? Maybe the Yue Family knew this all along, that’s why they leased the fishpond?”
Some even seriously started to consider Jiannan as a potential match.
“Actually, when you think about it, the Third Young Master of the Yue Family isn’t bad-looking at all, and the Yue Family treats their daughters-in-law well. Now that they have money, my daughter might be happy marrying there.”
However, amidst these talks, most of the complaints were targeted at Wang Jinshun.
Wang Jinshun and He Zhenzhen had planned to slip away, but they hadn’t gone far when many people, furious, surrounded them.
“If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have returned the fish; how can you be so immoral, always trying to swindle people?”
“The Yue Family had already said they would sell to us villagers first, such big fish, and now they’ve been bought by people from another village!”
“It’s all your fault; aren’t you going to give us an explanation?”
Wang Jinshun’s eyes darkened, “How is it my business? Did I force you to return them?”
“We don’t care; you need to take responsibility.”
Wang Jinshun raised his walking stick as if to strike someone, “Being obstinate, huh? Get lost!”
He Zhenzhen chimed in, “My Jinshun can’t walk well; if he gets hurt, watch out, we’ll have you arrested.”
Seeing Wang Jinshun being so unreasonable, people could only curse under their breath and disperse.
Wang Jinshun was seething with anger as he glared at the fishpond.
He Zhenzhen was like a worm in his belly, cursing out loud, “Those damn Yue Family members are just too lucky.”
She couldn’t help blaming Wang Jinshun, “Back then, why did you insist on leasing that piece of broken land? It’s no better than this fishpond. After the fish were stocked, I could have come to feed them without you and Daming having to run around.”
“Talking about it now is useless.” Wang Jinshun’s expression turned even darker.
Initially, this place was just a trash-filled, stinking ditch; if he had known…
He Zhenzhen pursed her lips, saying no more, and just spat in the direction of the fishpond.
“Let’s go back; the Yue Family will have their bad luck soon enough.”
She went to pull Wang Jinshun, but couldn’t move him.
Wang Jinshun squinted at the fishpond, lost in thought.
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