Aunt Hua thought something had happened and ran as fast as she could.

The double-cab van was surrounded by villagers; she could only see a sea of ​​people, not even a glimpse of the vehicle.

Just then, another extremely crisp sound came, like someone tearing a piece of cloth.

Aunt Hua thought to herself, "Could it be that some villagers have been injured?"

Otherwise, why tear the cloth?

It's definitely for bandaging the wound!

Then he pushed his way through the crowd. "Make way, make way!"

When the crowd saw Aunt Hua arrive, they made way for her as if she were their savior.

Aunt Hua saw that a bed sheet had been torn into strips, and a thin piece of cloth was broken. Wang Xiaobao was lying underneath, still not standing up.

Clearly, the screams heard earlier came from Wang Xiaobao; the cloth strip must have torn and fallen to the ground.

He and Lan Guangxue must have been playing a hanging trick. Such a big person, hanging with such a thin strip of cloth, would definitely break.

The tearing sound I heard later was from Lan Guangxue tearing two more strips of cloth from the bed sheet.

"What...what are you trying to do?" Aunt Hua shouted angrily.

"Are you blind?" Lan Guangxue glanced at her coldly and continued what he was doing. He tore three sheets of bed sheet, put them together, and then tied them to the crossbar of the double-row seat to form a hanging shape. He even tested it with his hands.

“If you want to die in that deep pool, there’s no cover there, and you don’t need to tear off any strips of cloth. Just jump in and it’ll all be over. What are you putting on this show for?” Aunt Hua immediately knew what they were up to.

How could we bear to kill these two scourges?

They were just trying to extort money from Xiao Moran using this dishonest method.

Of course, the tools they wanted to use to smash the car were still on the ground, with two heavy iron hammers placed securely beside them.

It seems they have made two preparations.

At first, when the villagers saw the two men carrying large iron sledgehammers toward the double-row seats, they all thought they were going to smash the cars.

Who knew that another fake show would unfold? Before the show even started, Wang Xiaobao had already thrown himself down.

"What's it to you?" Lan Guangxue rolled his eyes. "Get out of here, it's not your car, what are you yelling about?"

"It doesn't matter whose car it is, I won't let you do such a despicable thing." Aunt Hua stepped forward and was about to climb onto the carriage to remove the bed sheet tied to it.

"Aunt Hua, is Xiao Moran your biological son?" Wang Xiaobao sat up. "Why are you defending them so much? They're rich now, have they given you money? Let me tell you, they're just using us to make money for themselves, you know?"

“Yes, they’re just using us,” Lan Guangxue said indignantly. “You ignorant people, you’re being used and you’re even thanking them. Let me tell you the truth, the Warmth brand mattress that’s selling like hotcakes on TV is Xiao Moran’s product. I heard that he gets his supplies from jute heaps in the village. He gave you so little money and that was it, but he’s made a fortune.”

Lan Guangxue called Li Chunxiang. He initially wanted to take Wang Xiaobao to the provincial capital to stay with his daughter, but Li Chunxiang refused, telling him to wait until she was more established before going.

Li Chunxiang is just trying to fool Lan Guangxue. She already owns her own property, yet she says she hasn't established herself. She only said that because she heard Lan Guangxue had an accident. These days, she doesn't even know that Wang Dabao is dead.

After Lan Guangxue recounted everything, Li Chunxiang began to have her own thoughts. Her husband had reached this age, lost his job, and would not receive a pension in the future. She could no longer rely on him for support, so she had to find another way out for herself.

So, Li Chunxiang told Lan Guangxue about Xiao Moran becoming a big boss, saying that her precious daughter was so worried about this that she couldn't eat or sleep. In short, she told him not to go to the provincial capital to bother them.

Wang Xiaobao and Lan Guangxue were both furious at not being able to go to the provincial capital. In their opinion, the provincial capital was the perfect place for them to make a quick buck. They had heard that there were many rich people there, and there must be many ways to make money.

Cutting off their path to making money in the provincial capital made them even more resentful of Xiao Moran. They went to Xiao's house to cause trouble, hoping to force Xiao Moran back to the village so they could extort money from him. After all, Xiao Moran was now a big boss.

A series of gasps erupted from the crowd:

"My God, is that Warm Brand mattress on TV really made by Xiao Moran?"

"Mo Ran is really amazing. He became a big boss without saying a word."

“Our village is going to be famous again. We were already famous enough, and now we have another successful entrepreneur. We’ll definitely receive more attention and support from the leaders above. In the future, we can also benefit from it.”

"That's right. Moran and Xiaonuan are both good people. They won't abandon us. If they find a good way to make money, they will definitely help us get rich together. Look, the winery, the handicraft team, and the sales channels for our village's mountain products and agricultural products were all found by Xiaonuan."

“Yes, we are so lucky to be born in Xiaolong Village. Everyone is living a good life now. Look at other villages, they can’t even solve the problem of food and clothing, and they have to worry about tuition fees when it comes to children’s schooling.”

"Yes, we really have to thank the people who led us to prosperity."

...

Hearing everyone praising Xiao Moran and Su Xiaonuan, Lan Guangxue rolled his eyes in anger. He had only said those things to sow discord, and he roared, "You guys are so stupid! You're all so smug about such petty gains. Do you know how much money he's made off you? Let me tell you, they even bought a luxury apartment building in the provincial capital. They've outdone the richest people in the city. Don't be so naive as to be used."

Aunt Hua was stunned. Goodness, he even bought a penthouse in the provincial capital. How rich must he be?

“We’re not stupid. Only a greedy person like you would think that way,” someone shouted at Lan Guangxue. “If it weren’t for Mo Ran’s need, all that jute of ours would be a pile of waste, except for making a few pairs of shoes to wear throughout the year.”

“That’s right. We’re losing money selling jute to the sack factories. Moran is offering us ten times the price they pay. We’d be fools not to sell to Moran.”

Instead of being swayed by Lan Guangxue's attempts to sow discord, the villagers became even more excited. In their view, their future income would only increase, and since Mo Ran's business was doing well, the recycling of raw materials would not shortchange them.

Su Xiaonuan had been listening in the corner for a while. She heard what Lan Guangxue and the villagers said and felt very grateful to these righteous villagers.

As Lan Guangxue was jumping up and down cursing the villagers, she stepped forward and said, "Lan Guangxue, bring on whatever dirty tricks you have. I, Su Xiaonuan, guarantee to counter them all. I have plenty of ways to deal with scoundrels like you. If you don't believe me, bring it on!"

"You...you..." Lan Guangxue was forced to retreat step by step by Xiao Nuan. He had suffered at Su Xiao Nuan's hands before, and only dared to shout behind her back. In front of Su Xiao Nuan, he was so afraid that he couldn't even finish his sentence. "Stay away from me!"

He moved step by step toward the place where the hammer was.

Wang Xiaobao understood as well, and he also scrambled along the ground towards the iron hammer.