"sister in law."
Upon seeing this scene, Li Chunyan was struck dumb, and staggered twice.
At this rate, at least half of this shipment will be lost.
"Quickly, Zhang Fan, pick out the good cowpeas."
Li Chunyan quickly regained her composure and began thinking of ways to remedy the situation.
The cowpeas used for making kimchi must be tender and free of wormholes or rotten ones, otherwise the kimchi will spoil.
After emergency treatment, they managed to salvage approximately 100 kilograms of cowpeas.
Li Chunyan disregarded her grief and first made the intact cowpeas into pickles before telling Bai Rou'er about it.
Bai Rou'er said gently, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, which means our business will be a huge success."
She is confident that Li Chunyan's kimchi business will definitely grow bigger and stronger.
After finishing making the kimchi, Li Chunyan was so tired that she couldn't straighten her back.
She sat down to rest, thinking about Zhang Fan's incredible strength today, and reminded him, "Zhang Fan, you mustn't use that strength to fight anyone, and even if you do fight, you have to hold back, understand?"
Zhang Fan nodded: "I'll listen to my sister-in-law."
Li Chunyan said solemnly, "You must keep this matter firmly in mind."
"Um."
She was genuinely afraid that something might happen to Zhang Fan. If he accidentally killed someone with a single punch, Zhang Fan would probably be locked up in a dark room for the rest of his life.
Li Chunyan planned to pack up the remaining cowpeas and take them back to feed the pigs.
Aunt Pang's family raises pigs.
Thinking that she shouldn't waste the food, Li Chunyan hailed a tricycle and took the cowpeas back.
The plan to buy an electric fan had to be put on hold.
Zhang Fan went back and called Zhang Tiegen to come and pick up the cowpeas.
Upon hearing that cowpeas were being fed to the pigs, Aunt Pang and Zhang Tiegen's first reaction was not joy, but worry: "Won't those cowpeas be good enough?"
"It's too hot, too many vegetables will overcook." Seeing their genuine concern, he relayed Bai Rou'er's suggestion, "We can only use air-conditioned vehicles to transport the goods."
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Aunt Pang paid the fare herself: "The pigs have been eating corn every day lately, and they've lost their appetite. This is a good opportunity to change things up."
In the end, Aunt Fat won.
Feeling bad about it, Li Chunyan could only repay the favor by cooking some delicious food for her that evening.
Zhang Tiegen and Zhang Fan each carried a load on a shoulder pole, while Li Chunyan and Aunt Pang carried baskets on their backs.
The four of them walked home chatting and laughing.
After walking a few steps, they ran into Zhang Xingguo. He had spoken up for Zhang Fan when Zhang Jianye bullied him before, but Zhang Fan wasn't familiar with him.
He was carrying a basket on his back. He greeted a few people, and Li Hanxuan said, "You bought so many cowpeas again?"
Li Chunyan: "Don't even mention it, these are all cooked through, Aunt Pang bought them to feed the pigs."
To avoid trouble, Li Chunyan did not tell the truth.
Zhang Jianye's eyes lit up, and his face flushed with embarrassment: "Could you sell me some? My pig hasn't had a good appetite lately, and it's tired of eating wild vegetables every day."
Aunt Pang put down her basket: "Sure, I can't finish it all at home, so I'll sell you a basketful."
The fare was 150 yuan in total, and she calculated it and asked for 30 yuan back.
After distributing the cowpeas to Zhang Jianye, the group continued chatting and laughing as they returned home.
After eating dinner prepared by Li Chunyan, someone came to Zhang Fan's door, saying that the people of Baijia Village specifically wanted to see him.
Li Chunyan and Aunt Pang didn't even take off their aprons; they just grabbed their kitchen knives and went down the mountain, with Zhang Yougen and Zhang Fan following behind carrying hoes.
Zhang Fan arrived at the old locust tree in the village and saw Bai Gui and Bai Qing sitting in chairs with two bamboo poles tied to each side, forming a simple sedan chair.
Bai Qing's face was deathly pale. He was covered with a winter quilt and was still complaining of the cold. When he saw Zhang Fan, he instantly sobered up and wanted to take revenge. However, this movement caused him excruciating pain, his face contorted in agony, cold sweat poured down his back, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Dr. Niu said that he was seriously injured and would be a eunuch for the rest of his life.
He glared fiercely at Zhang Fan.
If looks could kill, Zhang Fan would have been killed a thousand times over by his hateful gaze!
Seeing Bai Qing being tortured, Bai Gui felt another dull pain in his chest. He clutched his chest and cried out in pain for a long time, his face contorted in pain, his body trembling, and his hair soaked with cold sweat, clinging wetly to his scalp.
After about ten seconds, the shock passed, and he had the strength to speak.
He pointed at Zhang Fan, his eyes bloodshot: "Today I must get justice for Baijia Village. Zhang Fan bullied the people of Baijia Village, and you must bring him out today."
Zhang Youde slammed his cane heavily on the ground; "Where's the evidence?"
Bai Gui listed Zhang Fan's crimes: "He beat me and several other villagers, and blocked our road with tree branches, seriously affecting our lives. He should pay compensation immediately!"
Li Chunyan sneered, "Have you come here to beg?"
Bai Gui glared at him angrily: "I know you. You are Zhang Fan's sister-in-law and his guardian. You will have to pay this money!"
Zhang Youde: "What a boastful tone!"
Another piercing pain shot through Bai Gui, who curled up into a ball, and it took him a while to recover.
His attacks are becoming more frequent and the intervals between them are getting shorter, and painkillers are no longer effective.
His beloved nephew, Bai Gui's only descendant, was harmed, and his Bai Gui family line was cut off. This matter must be addressed.
Zhang Fan must die!
Bai Gui: "Zhang Fan dares to hit people today, and he dares to kill people tomorrow. If you continue to protect him, you might get beaten to death one day."
He glanced at the villagers of Zhangjiapo. The expected scene of someone turning against him did not occur; instead, the group spoke up for Zhang Fan.
"He won't hit anyone unless they bully Zhang Fan first."
“Zhang Fan is a very nice person. Once when I twisted my back, he even helped me carry my things home.”
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