The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 48 Even a random turtle you catch is a ancestor.
In front of the ruins of the thatched hut, the once relatively flat ground has been dug up and is now full of potholes.

Lin Jianshan's expression could be described as exasperated. No, no, no, nothing at all!

Where's the money? Where did the money go?

Lin Jianshui, who was standing nearby, yawned while holding a hoe. "Brother, stop digging. We've dug everywhere, but there's no money."

"Shut up!" Lin Jianshan glared at his younger brother, Lin Jianshui pouted, picked up his hoe, and went to rest.

The villagers, who had initially been excited to watch the spectacle, gradually grew bored after seeing Lin Jianshan dig for most of the day and find nothing but mud and stones. Many went back to their work, while a small number stayed to wait for the results.

Shang Wan knew what Lin Jianshan was looking for, but unfortunately, he would never find it.

She reached out and fiddled with Lu Chengjing's long eyelashes. When she saw his eyelids tremble as if he was about to wake up, she immediately stopped and started playing with his hair instead.

Little Yuanyuan had woken up after a good sleep. Seeing her mother touching her father, she curiously poked her father's face with her short fingers, then poked her own chubby cheeks. She blinked her big eyes and stretched her little face toward Shang Wan, whose face was easier to touch.

Shang Wan chuckled and pinched her, then, taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, fed her a drop of spiritual spring water.

"Found it!" Lin Jianshan shouted excitedly, and the group of people who had been yawning from boredom immediately gathered around to take a look.

A red cloth was lying in the pit, loosely covered by soil.

Zhang Er frowned, "This isn't silver either."

"It's right under the red cloth." Lin Jianshan said confidently, reaching out to grab the red cloth and pulling it up forcefully.

"Dada dada—" The soil fell like rain, revealing seven or eight grayish-white stones.

Everyone: "..."

"How could it be a stone?" Lin Jianshan stared wide-eyed in disbelief, holding the red cloth up to examine it closely. It was definitely the cloth his family used to wrap silver, so how could it be a stone?
Shang Wan glanced at the bottom of the pit, a smile flashing in her eyes. "Don't get excited. I'm a generous person. It's just a few stones. Take them if you want. My family doesn't need them."

"Who wants stones?" Lin Jianshan roared at Shang Wan, turning his head. "I want silver! My silver!"

"Slap!" Shang Wan slapped him across the face, then lifted him up and threw him outside, where he landed with a "bang" next to Village Chief Lin.

"Big brother!" Lin Jianshui rushed over and helped the man up.

Lin Jianshan's face contorted with rage, and he glared at Shang Wan as if he wanted to devour her.

Shang Wan glared at him coldly, "I let you search the place, and you dug up plenty of traps. If you can't find it, apologize and get out of here. Taking your anger out on me, do you think you're so great?"

The sudden burst of murderous aura stunned everyone present, and many people looked at Shang Wan with fear in their eyes.

Shi Tou swallowed hard. "There it is! There it is! That day on the cart, his sister yelled at him like that. It was absolutely terrifying."

Shang Wan walked step by step toward Lin Jianshan, her imposing presence commanding attention.

Lin Jianshan, supporting his aching arm, forced himself not to back down and asked in a fierce but weak voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Of course we'll reason with each other." Shang Wan clenched her fist, and the stone instantly turned into powder, flowing out from between her fingers.

Everyone swallowed hard. Good heavens, what kind of strength is that? "You've practically turned this whole place upside down and still haven't found any silver. Clearly, the thief isn't one of ours. We've been wrongly accused, our reputations damaged, and our spirits severely injured. Is it too much to ask for some compensation?"

Before the Lin family could speak, the others agreed on their behalf, saying, "It's not excessive."

Shang Wan smiled with satisfaction, "Combining the damages to reputation, mental distress, and land leveling, I'll give you a discount for the sake of our fellow villagers. I'll just ask for... eighty taels."

"Why don't you just rob me!" Liu didn't understand what Shang Wan had said before, but she understood the meaning of money. She pointed at Shang Wan, ready to pay, but Shang Wan gave her a cold glance, and her words immediately stuck in her throat.

“Scholar’s ​​wife, Lu’s jade pendant appeared in the Lin family’s house without reason. It is understandable that the Lin family suspects that Lu is a thief. It has not caused any loss to your family. Asking for eighty taels is too much.”

Old Man Qiu, who had been silent until now, stepped forward, his cloudy eyes fixed on Shang Wan. "We're all from the same village. In my opinion, let the Lin family boy return the jade pendant and apologize to the scholar fairly. Let's be forgiving and not ruin the harmony."

Shang Wan had never seen Old Man Qiu before. "Who are you?"

Old Man Qiu is Qiu Xiaofeng's elder brother, and he was the one who arranged the marriage between Lin Jianshui and Chen Guifang. He went to the Chen family for a funeral, but because Willow Tree Village was too chaotic, he returned today with the Lin family and has not yet met Shang Wan.

He was older than Old Man Luo and had never been treated so rudely by a junior in the village. He immediately frowned and said, "What an ill-mannered woman! Is this how the scholar taught you to disrespect your elders and speak rudely to them?"

"Do you live by the sea? Why are you being so nosy!"

Shang Wan found it baffling. Did this old man think that just because he was old, people had to treat him like a god and worship him?
"Who is more ill-mannered to reprimand someone they've never met before?"

"If being old and aged means you're considered an elder, then any turtle you pull out of the river would be an ancestor. I haven't seen you drink less of the soup I made."

"If you want others to respect you, first watch your mouth. Don't go around saying all sorts of dirty and stinky things, as if you're afraid others won't know how biased you are, right?"

Old Man Qiu's face flushed red with anger, and his finger trembled as he pointed at Shang Wan. "What a sharp tongue you have!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Shang Wan glanced at his hand, which he hadn't lowered. "Just wondering, don't you want your hand anymore?"

"Yes." Lin Jianshui hurriedly rushed over to help Old Man Qiu press down his arm, patting his back to help him catch his breath while trying to persuade him. The more he tried to persuade Old Man Qiu, the angrier he became, and his face turned purple with anger. Lin Jianshui, however, was completely oblivious and even felt that he had done a good job persuading him.

Shang Wan felt that Lin Jianshui's brain was probably retribution for the many bad things the Lin family had done.

She looked at the village chief, whose face was ashen, and a fake smile appeared on her lips. "Village chief, you are experienced and should know what the consequences would be if my husband were accused of stealing silver. Fortunately, nothing was found. If something had been found, my husband would have lost his hard-earned degree as a scholar, and that loss cannot be made up for with a few words."

“You are the most discerning person. When villagers do wrong, no matter what their relationship with your family is, they are punished without hesitation. Now that it’s your family’s turn, the village chief wouldn’t be thinking of showing favoritism, would he?”

Everyone looked at Village Chief Lin, especially Old Man Wu and Old Man Liu, who had expressions of anticipation for a good show.

Lin, the village chief, who was being held up, pursed his lips and his mind raced as he considered countermeasures.

Shang Wan continued, "Since it's still early, why don't we sort out why my husband's lost jade pendant ended up in the Lin family's house? If we can't figure it out, we can go to the yamen to ask for help..."

"It's a small matter that the village can handle. Why bother going to the yamen and disturbing the gentlemen's peace?" Village Chief Lin interrupted Shang Wan with a dark face.

Shang Wan raised an eyebrow. "If we don't go to the yamen (government office), does that mean the village chief has agreed to compensation?"

(End of this chapter)