After dinner, Shen Zhihuan returned to the room and lay on the bed. His slender "chicken claws" occasionally tapped on the hard, thin quilt on his body.

When Xiao Weidong's chattering voice died down in the next room, Shen Zhihuan turned over and got out of bed.

Shen Zhihuan, with his mouth and nose covered, walked around the village door to door in the dark, and then followed the original owner's memory and walked towards Xu Youcai's house next to the big locust tree.

Taking advantage of the night, Shen Zhihuan used his hands and feet to climb over the low wall of Xu Youcai's house, crouched down and came to the door of Xu Youcai's main hall...

Early the next morning, just as the sky was getting light, shouts of horror and anger resounded throughout the production team.

It is still early to go to work. Except for the women who have to get up early to cook, the men in every household are usually still snoring and daydreaming in bed.

The ghostly howling scared the man living near the big locust tree so much that he jumped out of his bed.

Hearing the sound, they knew that there was going to be another good show. The women put out the newly lit firewood in the stove with last night's cold ashes and went out with a clatter.

The men ran away faster than rabbits, not even bothering to wash their faces.

Soon, the entrance of Xu's house was surrounded by people in three layers.

A few brave men took a look at the closed gate, nimbly climbed up the low wall, and jumped into the Xu family's yard.

In less than two minutes, the men rushed out with gritted teeth. Without waiting for those who were watching the fun to ask, a few men pushed aside those who were leaning forward and squeezed out of the crowd.

Some curious people wanted to go forward to inquire, but they heard a few people...

“Wow…”

A burst of vomiting.

The sour smell instantly spread among the crowd.

The crowd of onlookers were disgusted by the sight.

Besides feeling disgusted, they were even more curious about what they saw when they entered Xu's house.

Finally, unable to suppress their curiosity, everyone stepped into the gate of Xu's house...

The stench and the yellow dirt that filled the eyes made everyone's stomach twitch.

With a gloomy face, Xu Youcai stood on tiptoe, ready to wade through the yellow stain in the main hall. However, before he took a few steps, his foot slipped, his balance was unstable, and he fell with a "bang".

The yellow stains instantly splashed everywhere, including the dining table, benches, walls, and even the outstanding cadre certificates posted on the wall were not spared.

The worst-off were Xu Youcai's wife Cao Erxiang and daughter Xu Jiaojiao, who were shoveling yellow dirt at the door of the main hall with bated breath.

The mother and daughter were standing right in front of where Xu Youcai fell, so they suffered the most physical attacks.

"Ah... um..." Xu Jiaojiao, whose face was covered with yellow stains, felt terrible.

She instantly lost control of her emotions and just opened her mouth to vent, but before she could scream, a foul-smelling and sticky substance flowed into her open mouth.

She was so nauseated that she vomited violently.

Seeing the yellow stains all over Cao Erxiang and Xu Jiaojiao, the mother and daughter, everyone who had been gritting their teeth to hold back their churning stomachs vomited immediately after seeing the scene.

It was not until the horn sounded for work that everyone, who were almost vomiting yellow bile, left without saying a word.

Accountant Xu, who always carries a notebook and a pen on his chest, was absent from the assembly point today.

Everyone understood.

"Who do you think is acting in the name of justice?" Li Jiabao, a notorious second-rate guy in the production team, put down his hoe and started to make a fuss.

"Why are they using my manure to enforce justice? I said I would use it to water the vegetable garden tomorrow because I have a day off. Now it's all gone."

"Who said it wasn't? I was thinking of taking a day off to tidy up the vegetable patch at home. What a pity."

"If you really can't bear to part with the manure in your house, take the manure bucket and take it there before Accountant Xu's wife finishes cleaning it up."

"This group of people is really amazing. They emptied all the manure in our production team overnight. It's incredible! Incredible!"

"I estimate that there were at least five or six men who took action last night."

"Even if ten men like you come, there's no chance of success."

"I have no chance, but you do. You have a chance. A grown man earns seven work points like a woman..."

…

At this moment, Xu Youcai, who was at the center of the public opinion storm, was sitting at the gate of his yard with wet hair and a dark old face.

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Xu Jiaojiao went out of the house after taking a shower, pretending to go to work at the village sales agency, leaving Cao Erxiang alone to shovel the yellow stain in the main room.

"Why don't you call Lai Gui and Lai Fu to come back and help clean up?" Cao Erxiang put down the shovel, pounded his old waist that was almost broken from exhaustion, and discussed with Xu Youcai, who was sitting at the gate of the yard like a big shot.

"Is your arm or leg broken? You asked them to come back to help. You really treat the machinery factory as your own home. Your son can go if he wants to and come back if he wants to." Xu Youcai yelled.

If he hadn't been afraid of being seen by the workers in the fields, he would have sat outside the yard long ago. He would have sat in this stinking yard and watched her shovel manure, feeling depressed.

Cao Erxiang was so frightened that she trembled and hurriedly picked up the shovel, not daring to hit her old waist again.

Xu Youcai rolled his eyes in disgust at Cao Erxiang, who was too shy to be on the stage, and turned his head away in annoyance. Shen Zhihuan, who slept until noon, took the bath water to the sun as usual, and then went into the kitchen to get busy.

I had just cooked the rice porridge and was about to go to the vegetable garden at the back to find some vegetables for lunch when there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Huan! Open the door." Xiaopang knocked on the door.

"My little brother hasn't finished work yet."

As soon as Shen Zhihuan's door opened a crack, Xiaopang rushed in.

"Sister Huan, I'm not here to look for Weidong." Xiaopang raised his little round face and approached Shen Zhihuan with a smile.

"You're not looking for my younger brother, but are you here to look for me and my mother?" Shen Zhihuan picked up the colander beside him and turned to walk towards the vegetable garden behind.

"Sister Huan, have you heard that someone dumped manure in the house of that old bastard Xu Youcai?" Little Fatty followed happily.

"Dumping manure? Who are you listening to? Uncle Xu is the accountant of our production team, who is in charge of work distribution. Who dares to offend him?" Shen Zhihuan bent down and cut a handful of leeks, then turned around and picked two tender cucumbers and put them in the colander.

"I'm not lying to you. It's true. My father and my uncle went to see it. My father and mother said that the main room was filled with a room full of manure soup. The old man Xu Youcai was afraid of getting dirty, so he walked on tiptoe. Sister Huan, guess what happened?"

The chubby boy looked at Shen Zhihuan, as if saying, "If you don't guess, I'll cry in front of you."

"Falling?" Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

"He fell flat on his face. I heard from my father and mother that the old bastard Xu Youcai's whole face was splashed into the shit soup, and it also splashed all over Cao Erxiang and Xu Jiaojiao." Xiaopang said while gesturing.

(End of this chapter)