Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 399: Vicious Calculation 2
She, Zixia, underestimated Song Fanhua too much. Since she knew that a stranger appeared by the fish pond that day, wouldn't there be another person without her, Zixia?
Song Fanhua didn't even want to talk to Zixia anymore, so he got up and walked out.

Seeing that Song Fanhua was angry, Zixia hurriedly got up and chased outside, even grabbed Song Fanhua's arm, and begged, "Brother Song, don't go, stay with me for a while!"

"Let him go!" Cheng He yelled angrily when he entered the door, the tenderness that had been in his eyes was gone, only some deep pain was faintly protruding from his eyes.

Zixia was frightened by Cheng He, but immediately let go of her hand. Cheng He looked at Song Fanhua coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

He and Song Fanhua were good friends. They had known each other for many years, and they could tell the meaning with just one look. Song Fanhua nodded, and the two turned around and walked out.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zixia was about to call Song Fanhua, when Cheng He turned back to look at her with a cold face, Zixia was so frightened that she couldn't utter a word, Song Fanhua touched Cheng He's arm, signaling that he didn't need to say anything more. Say, just leave.

Cheng He walked out with heavy steps. He had never liked anyone before. He would have thought that the person he liked was such a selfish person. Even if she liked Song Fanhua, it didn't matter. He was not much worse than Song Fanhua. He believed that As long as he works hard, she will eventually see his goodness.

Only now, he doesn't want it anymore!
"Brother Cheng, I'm sorry! I seem to have messed up things!" Song Fanhua didn't know what Cheng He was thinking, and felt guilty for not being able to help Cheng Huan.

"It's okay, let's go from house to house along the fish pond, I don't believe no one will see it!" Cheng He forced a smile, patted Song Fanhua on the shoulder, and walked towards home.

Early the next morning, the police came to Cheng's house, and Xu Ruyun took out silver taels to pay the 29 people's medical expenses. The yard of Cheng's house finally became quieter this day.

Fortunately, the people in the village are quite honest. After learning about Cheng Huan's accident, no one believed that Cheng Huan would poison others in the fish pond. I feel better.

The family's money was paid to others, and there was not much left. Seeing that the rice noodle business in the village was getting worse and worse, the Cheng family cut off their livelihood, and the compensation for the eight people had not yet been paid. Xu Ruyun had no choice but to let Cheng He general The houses and shops on the Internet were sold at low prices, and some were borrowed, and finally a few were lost, but there was one person who could not be paid by money.

All the rice noodle workshops in Hongtu Village were closed, and the only people who came in and out of the village were those who returned the products. Cheng He inquired, half of the returned products were because of concerns about the quality, and the other half were because of the pressure from the Li family.

In the backyard of the county government office, in Sima Fu's study, Sima Fu frowned tightly holding the approval document issued from the capital. The fish and vegetables submitted last month were passed, but now this is the situation!
Sima Fu put away the approval document, hurriedly changed his clothes, got into the carriage and went all the way to the superior government office, gave a gift and made a good promise, and finally got the superior to agree to suppress Cheng Huan's matter first, so Sima Fu returned to the county government in peace.　
In the evening, as soon as Sima Fu returned to the county office, he saw Chu Siyi sitting in the hall waiting, and his wife Wang Yan was talking to him.

Seeing Sima Fu coming in, Wang Yan said with a smile: "Master, you are finally back, my concubine has gone to prepare dinner for you?!"

"Well, let's go." Sima Fu said in a deep voice, thinking of the journey, his brows could not help but knit together.

(End of this chapter)