“What are we going to do now? This old lady is really unreasonable and domineering. If she really is hogging that piece of land, we can’t just sue her.”
“The problem is that the vegetable garden isn’t worth much money, not even enough to cover the lawsuit.” Although Liu Ping was just as assertive as Sun Ling, she also felt a headache coming on.
"Why bother with a lawsuit? Who has time to waste on her? Just wait and see how I deal with her tomorrow. I've always been the one taking over other people's spots; I've never seen anyone dare to take over mine."
Chen Feng took a bite of his popsicle and said fiercely.
If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll really think they're made of clay.
You're still playing the unreasonable and scoundrel game with yourself. Today I'll teach you what reason is.
"Hey, don't do anything reckless. Don't actually spray pesticides in people's fields. If they don't know and eat them, it could cause serious problems," Liu Ping quickly reminded Chen Feng, remembering his words.
"Oh, no, poisoning is a serious crime. I was just trying to scare her," Chen Feng said, waving his hand.
When Sun Ling returned home, she was still in a huff. Her son tried to persuade her, saying, "Mom, if it's not right, then don't take the land. It wasn't ours to begin with. That's just being unreasonable."
"The problem is, if it were another company, it would be fine, but Chen Feng is not someone to be trifled with. What if he really does something bad? That kid is capable of actually spraying pesticides in our vegetable garden."
Sun Liang wasn't exactly a good guy either; he was a scoundrel in the village and spent his time hanging out with people from other villages.
If it were an easy target, do you think he would still be as quiet as he was this morning? He would have already started cursing or even physically assaulting them.
But when he encountered Chen Feng, he was genuinely a bit timid; deep down, he didn't want to provoke Chen Feng.
Chen Feng already had a bad reputation, and after that fight with Old Wang's wife, he became infamous.
Now, whenever it comes to anything related to Chen Feng, the villagers have to think about it, which is a good thing, as it saves them a lot of trouble.
"Afraid of him? Why are you afraid of him? If he can spray pesticides on your land, why can't you spray them on his land?"
"Damn it, what can a little brat do? Old Wang's wife may be afraid of him, but I'm not!"
“I’ve been farming this land for over ten years. Why should I give it to him just because he comes here? Let’s keep him locked up for a couple of days first.” Sun Ling snorted coldly, her fat jiggling.
His son, Sun Liang, saw that Chen Feng wouldn't listen to reason, so he could only sigh and decide to wait a few days and see how Chen Feng would react.
The next day, Chen Feng carried a chair, wore a straw hat, held a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and had a cup of tea in his hand. He sat down directly in front of Sun Ling's house and leisurely read it.
Sun Ling's house is right next to his new house, so he can also visit Li Dazhuang and the others.
However, Chen Feng's behavior quickly attracted the attention of many people.
After all, who would sit on the main road for no reason? It's too hot.
Perhaps Chen Feng's frequent gold panning had given him some experience; although his home was also hot, compared to the hills, it was nothing, not even in the same league.
A passing villager, seeing the extra person on the road, couldn't help but feel curious, wondering who was sitting there, since Chen Feng was wearing a straw hat and his face couldn't be seen clearly for a moment.
When he walked over, squatted down, and peeked out, he saw Chen Feng under the straw hat and asked in surprise, "Fengzi, it's you. What are you doing sitting here? Aren't you hot?"
"It's not hot. This is where I can show you my new place," Chen Feng said with a smile, lifting a bit of his straw hat.
"What are you looking at? You've taken a liking to a book, a book about gold mining?" the man said, looking at the book in Chen Feng's hand.
"It's alright, I'll read some of Sun Tzu's Art of War and learn more about the wisdom of the ancients, like the Thirty-Six Stratagems," Chen Feng said, showing him the book cover.
The man was speechless when he saw the book title.
You're a wicked kid, full of tricks and schemes. If you were to read another book on Sun Tzu's Art of War to improve yourself, how could you possibly be any better?
Anyone in this village who offends you is truly cursed for eight lifetimes; you'll surely kill them.
The villager kept this in mind: now, no one should mess with Chen Feng.
But when he looked up, he suddenly saw Sun Ling's house and it dawned on him.
Good grief, so you were just waiting for this, weren't you?
What nonsense about looking at your new house? You're just studying Sun Tzu's Art of War for Sun Ling's family, aren't you?
"Okay, reading is good. Reading is better than looking at your phone. It's better for your eyes. I'll go now. You can take your time reading."
"Hey, you can go now, bye-bye." Chen Feng lay back in his chair and leisurely read the military treatise.
This situation was quickly noticed by Sun Ling, who was out working.
She frowned at Chen Feng, wondering what kind of trouble he had gotten himself into. But seeing that Chen Feng didn't do anything else, she ignored him and went home to tell Sun Liang about it.
"What the heck? He's reading a book in front of our house. What's he doing reading a book in front of our house for no reason?" Sun Liang was completely confused and couldn't figure out what Chen Feng was up to.
"Who knows? Let him watch if he wants to. Let his grandma die of heat." Sun Ling sneered.
That's what they say, but Sun Liang felt that things weren't that simple. After a few minutes, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he came out, put on gloves, and pretended to tidy up the yard.
Actually, he just wanted to see what Chen Feng was doing.
As Sun Liang passed by the door, he made a point of looking at what book Chen Feng was reading.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War?!"
Sun Liang was dumbfounded when he saw this; he could see the four big characters on the book very clearly.
Why would Chen Feng go to his doorstep to read military strategy books?
But upon further reflection, Sun Liang immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
Is Chen Feng studying military strategy to use it against his family?
Upon hearing the news, Sun Liang immediately ran home to tell his mother.
"What the hell? You're saying Chen Feng is looking at some military strategy book at our doorstep, and he's planning to come and deal with us?" Sun Ling asked with some suspicion.
"What do you think? Why did he have to look now, right at our doorstep? Isn't that threatening us?" Sun Liang said anxiously.
"Damn it, whatever, let him watch whatever he wants, let's see what he can do." Sun Ling said this, but she was also a little worried.
It's not the theft itself that's scary, it's the thief's eye on you. If you're sitting at the door every day reading military strategy and thinking about how to get revenge on them, who can sit still inside?
"Maybe we should just forget about it, this is too scary," Sun Liang said, sounding somewhat frightened.
"Get lost! Let's see what he can do. Let him watch if he wants!"
"Keep an eye on things and see what else he does."
Sun Ling was not about to back down so easily, and she cursed.
Sun Liang shrank back after being scolded, took off his gloves, and sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) without saying a word.
Every now and then, Sun Liang would come out to check on Chen Feng and see if he made any unusual moves, before going back inside.
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