"My second uncle is lying to you. He's deliberately going against me. If I don't rent it today, he definitely won't take it either, and you won't get anything in the end."
"Mingjing." Song Yugui stood up, trying to stop his mother, but she stopped him. "Mingjing, everyone in the village knows you're stingy and you hide your money."
"You think you're so rich that you can fob us off with such a paltry sum? You think we're easy to fool. If you don't give us the money, we'll rent it out to someone else."
Mingjing found it amusing, suppressing her anger as she said, "Then we won't rent it. I advise you to think carefully. My second uncle has his own boat. Why would he abandon his own boat to come and ask for your small boat?"
"You'd better watch out, or you'll end up losing everything. If you break your word, Song Yugui and your uncle Song Laosan will be disgraced in this village. No wonder you can't find a wife."
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? I'll tear your mouth apart!" Zhao Fen rushed out and yelled.
Mingjing took a step back and said calmly, "Then we'll wait and see."
She turned to leave, but Song Yugui called out to her, "Mingjing, you did use my family's boat to collect it after all. We only ate a little bit of the abalone, so it wasn't worth much money."
In that case, I won't charge you for the boat; you can just give me half of the seafood you collect from now on.
Mingjing was furious. This family was insatiable. She was buying huge amounts of goods from everyone. If she gave them a quarter of what they wanted, she would be working for them.
She's not stupid.
"Uncle Song, one shouldn't be too greedy. You should rent the boat to Second Uncle; I don't need it."
Mingjing turned to leave, but Old Lady Zhao blocked her way. "Stop! You used my boat, so you have to pay extra. Don't even think about leaving until you pay the rest."
"Get out of the way! Old woman, you're old, I don't want to hurt you, but if I accidentally injure you, I won't be responsible."
Old Mrs. Zhao put her hands on her hips, her mean face leaning forward, "You dare! You try doing it! If you dare hurt me, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
"Oh, Aunt Zhao, I think you've forgotten what kind of person I was before. Do you think I'm stupid, rich, and easy to bully now? I just remembered you have a blind date, right?"
"What... what do you want to do?" Song Yugui asked nervously.
"What are you not going to do? If you dare touch me today, I'll kill you and let it go, but if you don't, I'll definitely ruin your wedding! Get out of my way!"
Mingjing stepped aside, and Old Lady Zhao angrily began to curse, "Oh, you brat, you've really grown some guts now? If you dare to ruin things, I'll make you give birth to my grandson."
Snap!
After saying that, Mingjing raised her hand and slapped the old woman, then smiled faintly, "If you dare to touch me, I guarantee you'll be childless."
"Don't forget, I am the disciple of the Sea Goddess. If you dare to touch me, you will surely suffer. Killing someone is against the law, but I can guarantee that you will wish you were dead."
And don't even think about seeking revenge. You know what kind of person I was before; I'm not afraid of causing trouble.
"Mingjing, it's just a small matter. How could you lay a hand on my mother?" Song Yugui looked at his mother being beaten and it took him a long time to react.
"I'll say it again, get out of here, I want to go home."
As soon as Mingjing left, Old Lady Zhao covered her face and collapsed as if she had no bones. She sat on the ground, crying loudly. She had lived her whole life only to be bullied by a wretched girl, and she was unwilling to accept it.
They instigated Song Yugui to file a complaint with the village chief.
"Mingjing hit someone? No way, Mingjing has been doing well lately, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"They hit my mom. She's still in bed and her life is in danger. She can't even get out of bed."
Zhang Ping was stunned. "That serious? Then get her to the hospital right away! Why did she attack so severely? This could land her in jail."
Upon hearing that he would be going to jail, Song Yugui muttered, "It's not a big deal, it's just that my mother is too strong-willed, and it's also my fault..."
He didn't know how to bring it up; it wouldn't sound good to talk about something he had agreed to but then backed out on.
"What are you muttering about? Tell me!" Zhang Ping asked curiously.
"It's about Mingjing renting the boat. Ming Lao Er also offered a high price, so I wanted to go back on my word and give the boat to Ming Lao Er. My mother is greedy and argued with Mingjing..."
"This matter..."
Zhang Ping nodded indifferently, took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed one to Song Yugui.
"Why did you provoke her? Don't you know what kind of person Mingjing was before? Who in the village hasn't been tormented by her? She's a notorious female hooligan."
"Have you forgotten about what happened between Old Zhao and Ming Lao Er? However, Ming Jing was indeed impulsive. I need to have a good talk with Ming Dahai and ask him to control his daughter."
Zhang Ping orchestrated Ming Lao Er's boat rental, hoping to force Ming Jing to withdraw from the election and allow Ming Zhu to become the women's director. However, she did not expect Ming Jing to assault someone.
"That's it?" Song Yugui was clearly not happy with this solution.
"What else do you want me to do? Beat her up and send her to the police station?" Zhang Ping glared at him and said irritably.
"Village chief, please put in a good word for me. We'll let bygones be bygones. Could you please get Mingjing to agree to give me half of the seafood he buys from now on? I don't need the boat fees."
Zhang Ping rolled his eyes at him and scolded, "Mingjing is shipping big cargo every day now. Can your boat fee match theirs? You can only afford to collect mud snails."
"If someone catches a tuna and wants to share half with you, would you agree to that?"
He values power and influence, believing that power and influence lead to wealth, and he felt that Song Yugui's actions were entirely driven by petty thinking.
"So we're just going to let this go like this? My mom is very strong-willed; if this isn't resolved, she definitely won't be able to get up."
To put it bluntly, he just wanted half of Mingjing's seafood. Ever since the last time Mingjing made 30,000 yuan in one night catching large yellow croakers, he had felt that the girl was not simple.
If he could get half of her seafood, why would he bother fishing? He could just sit at home and count his money.
"I can't handle this. Go call the police and have her arrested. See if the police will listen to you."
"If this gets taken to the police station, then I'll have even less chance of getting the seafood?"
Song Yugui wasn't entirely brainless. He wanted the seafood, but he couldn't afford to break off relations. Remembering Mingjing's parting words, he knew that if things escalated, his wife would definitely run away too.
"You don't want to go to the police station, so why do you want me to tie her up and kowtow to you to apologize? If this gets into the village, you'll lose face."
"You're lucky Mingjing didn't retaliate against you, otherwise your fate would have been much worse than Lao Zhao's."
Song Yugui left with a bitter face. Zhang Ping smoked and sighed, "That brat is really ruthless. She's afraid of no one and has no sense of lawlessness."
When Mingjing got home, she was so angry that her face turned ashen. Mingdahai asked curiously, "Why is your face as green as an eggplant? What have you been doing?"
Mingjing told her family everything that had just happened.
"How could Song Yugui do this? Going back on his word? Half of our seafood is worth tens of thousands of yuan, and he dares to take it? Is that ship made of gold?"
Ming Dahai was furious, and when he heard Mingjing say that the old woman wanted to marry his daughter, he was so angry that he wanted to go and argue with her.
"Dad, what's the use of just talking? To kill someone, you have to destroy their spirit. Leave it to me."
Sun Yunmei stepped forward and pulled Ming Dahai aside, advising, "You have a heart condition, don't get angry and hurt yourself."
Mingjing, sitting in the chair, thought for a while and then came up with a wicked idea.
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