Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

The next morning.

Jiang Mian was awakened by a sharp wail.

The sound was sharp and piercing, with great penetrating power.

"ah--!"

"My fish! My money! You son of a bitch!"

Jiang Mian groggily rolled over, snuggling into Lu Ting's arms like a lazy kitten, and mumbled, "Honey, who's slaughtering a pig outside?"

"It's not a pig slaughter; judging from the noise, it sounds like something happened at the old house."

Jiang Mian blinked, remembering how energetic her sister-in-law had been yesterday, and instantly sobered up.

"Let's go see a play."

When the two of them strolled leisurely to the old house's private plot, the newly dug fishpond by Lu Jianguo and his family had already been surrounded by villagers who were watching the excitement.

Before you even get close, a suffocating stench hits you.

The smell was even stronger than a latrine that had been fermenting for half a month in the summer, making the people around frown.

"Ugh—what's that smell?!"

"Who blew up their outhouse?"

Jiang Mian pinched her little nose and peeked out from behind Lu Ting.

The fishpond that had held the hopes of the entire Lu family just yesterday had now turned into a pot of nauseating black soup.

The surface of the water was covered with countless fish fry, their bellies turned upside down.

They're all dead.

Not a single one was left.

Even more outrageous, because the fermentation of the feces produced biogas, the entire fishpond was bubbling with large black bubbles.

The scene was comparable to a scene from Resident Evil.

Wang Guihua collapsed onto the muddy ground, slapping her thigh and crying so hard she almost passed out.

"My savings for my funeral! Damn it, it's all gone down the drain!"

Lin Xiu'e, covered in mud, was frantically crying as she scooped dead fish out of the water.

"Impossible! This can't be! How could my fish fry die? I fed them such good feed!"

She picked up a dead fish; its eyes bulged out and its gills were black.

It looks like they were poisoned by high concentrations of ammonia gas, or perhaps they choked to death.

"What a tragedy!" Old Wang poked the ground with his cane, shaking his head as he watched.

"Pour so much manure into such a small fishpond, the fish will either be suffocated or burned to death!"

"Hahahaha!" A few unkind laughs erupted from the crowd.

"This isn't fish farming, it's salted fish!"

"Boss Lu, are you planning to make this fish into stinky mandarin fish and sell it?"

Lu Jianguo squatted on the ground, holding his head, his face extremely ugly.

He couldn't understand why the second son's family became rich through science using the same method, but it became a way to wipe out his family's fortune.

At this moment, Lin Xiu'e suddenly raised her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Jiang Mian on the outskirts of the crowd.

"It's you! You jinx, you've ruined my life!"

Lin Xiu'e, like a mad dog, suddenly pounced on Jiang Mian and screamed.

"You're the one who told me to feed the fish with feces! You're deliberately trying to harm my family! You have to compensate me for the cost of my fish fry!"

She reeked of a foul stench, and her menacing charge startled everyone around her.

Lin Xiu'e's dirty hands, covered in black mud, were about to grab Jiang Mian's skirt.

A large, iron-like hand reached out and gripped Lin Xiu'e's wrist tightly.

Lu Ting's face was gloomy, and he flicked his arm with bulging muscles.

Ding Ding Deng!

Lin Xiu'e stumbled back several steps and fell back into the muddy pit full of dead fish.

Mud splattered everywhere, and now even my mouth was filled with dirty water.

"vomit--!"

Lin Xiue lay on the ground retching, her face contorted in a grimace when she looked up.

"Lu Lao Er! You're going to hit someone again?"

"Your wife killed a whole pond of fish, that's a hundred yuan worth!"

"You owe me money, or I'll report you to the commune for sabotage!"

When money is involved, Lin Xiu'e goes completely insane.

I was hoping to become a millionaire by raising fish, but now they've all turned into floating corpses. Who can stand this?!

"Losing money?"

Jiang Mian leaned half her body out from behind Lu Ting, her eyes showing not fear, but rather a hint of pity for someone who looked like a fool.

"Sister-in-law, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"When did I tell you to feed the fish with shit?"

"You still dare to argue!" Lin Xiu'e's face was contorted with rage.

"Do you dare say that you weren't the one who told everyone last time that feeding fish with duck manure would make them grow faster?"

"And you call this some kind of damn science?!"

"The whole village heard it; you were the one who said you were raising fish with manure!"

"Now all my fish are dead! You just can't stand to see our main branch doing well. This is murder without bloodshed!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding villagers immediately began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"I was there last time when Jiang Mian told the village chief that using duck droppings to feed fish makes them grow faster. It seemed like she was talking about something...science?"

"That's right, there's no reason why Jiang Mian could keep the fish alive with duck droppings while Lin Xiu'e managed to kill them all!"

"Hey, do you guys think... it's really possible that Jiang Mian did this on purpose?"

"Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense!"

Jiang Mian ignored the onlookers, puffed out her cheeks, and forced herself not to laugh out loud.

She took a deep breath, cleared her throat, and then asked in return.

"Sister-in-law, is your brain filled with mush?"

"I was talking about duck droppings, you're dumping human excrement, are you talking about the same thing?"

Jiang Mian held up one finger and shook it.

"Ducks eat aquatic plants and small fish, shrimp, and insects. Their droppings contain undigested grass seeds and plankton, which are natural feed."

"Sister-in-law, your whole family eats grains and cereals, but what's that? That's excrement!"

"Besides, when I talk about ecological cycles, I mean letting ducks poop on the water's surface, little by little—that's science."

Jiang Mian pointed to the bubbling, black hole in front of her and smiled broadly.

"You're so worried about the fish going hungry, you dumped in more than a dozen loads of manure all at once."

"Your fish didn't starve to death, nor did it die from poisoning; it died from overeating and the fumes!"

"It's like feeding someone. If you force-feed them ten pounds of rice in one sitting and make them swallow it, how can they survive?"

"You're so stupid you can't even copy homework properly, yet you have the nerve to blame the teacher for not teaching you well?"

His words were well-reasoned and supported by evidence.

The surrounding villagers initially thought that Jiang Mian was deliberately causing trouble, but after hearing what she said, they burst out laughing.

"I knew it! Who dumps manure directly into a fishpond? That's incredibly greedy!"

"That's the downside of being uncultured! What the second son's wife is talking about is science, while what the eldest son's wife is doing is just nonsense!"

"Hahaha, no wonder Jiang Mian's fish are all so lively and energetic, while Lin Xiu'e's fish all died overnight. It turns out that she really has scientific knowledge."

"Serves them right! They were so envious, now they've lost their life savings."

Public opinion shifted dramatically in one direction.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Lin Xiu'e wouldn't listen to reason at all.

All she knew was that her money was gone and she had to find someone to compensate her.

"You have to pay me back! If you hadn't instigated us, why would we have gone into raising fish!"

"Sister-in-law." Jiang Mian's eyes turned cold, but a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"When I started raising fish, you led the whole village to scold me for wasting money and for engaging in feudal superstition."

"Now that you see I'm making money, you're jealous and follow suit, but then you can't support your children and they die, and you blame me."

"So you think you're right about everything?"

Jiang Mian paused, glanced around at the villagers watching the commotion, and raised her voice a few decibels.

"The villagers are all watching. You dug this fishpond yourselves, you bought the fish fry yourselves, and you dumped the manure yourselves. Now you're blaming me?"

"Do you think I, Jiang Mian, am easy to bully, or do you think Lu Ting can't even lift a knife anymore?"