"This is truly bullying! What did Dad ever do to them that they'd have to treat us like this?" Yu Xueqing's eyes were red with anger as she denounced that gang of bad people.
"In the end, it's all because of the past few years' tea competitions and those few acres of land on Shangpo Mountain..."
Chen Peipei sighed and said, "Your dad has a stubborn personality. During the previous tea competitions, he exposed a group of commercial brokers' scams, and later they even got into a fight at the competition venue."
"Your dad had our Chen Family Village backing him, and they drove that group away embarrassedly."
At this point, Chen Peipei couldn't help but shake her head and continued, "We thought the issue was settled, but who knew at the beginning of the year it would all resurface again."
"When your dad was about to obtain the land rights, he ran into them again."
"Those brokers lost the bid, so they caused trouble by saying the village chief was biased toward your dad and filed complaints everywhere."
"In our Changxi Town, previously known as Chen Family Village, the position of village chief is chosen by the local villagers, elected as someone with high moral standing. They used this affair to stir trouble everywhere, claiming there was an inside story."
"Eventually, it escalated to the letters bureau; you were still in school then and probably didn't know."
"In the end, Village Chief Chen stepped in and refuted that group's slanders with reason and evidence, and sent them in for fifteen days for causing disorder in the village as a reason."
Ansheng, upon hearing this, looked enlightened, understanding the whole situation.
The so-called commercial brokers were middlemen, who exist in various industries helping owners sell goods, assisting buyers in finding resources and connections, and then making a commission from it.
Yu Zhenghong ruined their business twice, so it's no wonder those brokers were so determined to go after him.
But was Yu Zhenghong wrong? Of course not!
Those guys selling fake goods and being so arrogant, even if Ansheng went on stage, he'd give them a couple of slaps. The reputation of an industry needs everyone in it to maintain it, and by selling fake goods, they're destroying the livelihood of everyone in the business.
As for claims of...insider dealings in land contracts.
Ansheng snorted dismissively; in the Xia Dong Region, there's always been significant support for tea farmers.
When contracting land, local villagers engaged in the tea industry have priority in contracting the land.
If no villagers are willing to contract the land, then it follows the normal process where whoever wins the bid gets it.
Tea garden land is a very precious resource; planting the same tea trees on different lands results in processed tea with different flavor variations, and the land of Shangpo Mountain Tea Garden is suitable for processing oolong tea.
More specifically, the famous Frosted Oolong tea.
It can be said that as long as it's managed properly, the tea garden land is like a hen that lays golden eggs.
The name of a tea-producing area is a reputation built up by local tea farmers through years and years of operation.
Contracting an established tea garden's land is essentially like picking peaches; local people aren't fools, of course they'd take care of their own first.
If you've got the ability, why don't you go and contract the tea garden land in the core area of Longjing Tea?
The market price is at least fifty thousand per pound, wouldn't you make a fortune!
Such rules, albeit as a result of local protection and villagers' unity.
But in the Xia Dong Region, there are tea competitions, and outside tea growers who want to gain fame can rely on their skills, contract the land for planting, then participate in the tea competition held every November.
As long as they win a ranking, they can name their tea garden, sell tea leaves, or transfer land and sell technology.
Ansheng participated in the tea competition in a previous life and even crushed the competition to win a fifty-thousand fine slip.
The ultimate destination of selling tea is nothing but farming.
Ansheng was pretty high-tech in his past life, emulating the new technologies in the old wine industry, by using irradiation technology for large-scale improvement of tea tree saplings, trying to enhance the flavor.
The resulting flavor was excellent, but because he didn't have a qualified certificate or went through safety verification, he ended up fined.
He didn't make money, but sure got enough fines to fill up. Ansheng reminisced about those youthful days and couldn't help but sigh.
"How can they be such villains and sue first!" Yu Xueqing said indignantly. "Dad didn't do anything wrong!"
Chen Peipei shook her head and said, "Mom reported this to the security bureau before, but they couldn't find any evidence."
"When they linked, aside from occasional local dialect swearing, they just repeated saying your dad hit people and colluded with the merchants like a broken record."
"The comments section had overseas addresses, and to track them down would take a lot of time and money, and the security bureau said for non-criminal cases...sigh."
At this point, Chen Peipei couldn't help but shake her head, feeling troubled by the baseless disaster where good people don't get good rewards.
That group of commercial brokers neither disturbed Yu Zhenghong's family in real life nor engaged in endless personality smearing and insults...even if they were summoned, it would at most be mediation.
Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei could do nothing about it; as soon as they went live, it would become an endless war of words.
Chen Peipei tried live streaming to recover the costs of the equipment investment, but...those guys had seen Chen Peipei before, and when they saw her broadcasting, they would curse her too.
After being cursed to tears twice, Yu Zhenghong refused to let his wife go on anymore.
Moreover, the current situation is such that there is no means to handle those brokers.
"Ah Qing, listen to mom; you don't need to worry about the equipment investment, just treat it as a normal summer job to help the family, and if you encounter those guys, just go offline,"
Chen Peipei, sitting beside Yu Xueqing and holding her daughter's hand, spoke earnestly, "Though the amount is not small, family health is more important."
"At worst, we can forego the income from streaming; didn't we survive off a single store before?"
"You should still prioritize your education; other matters your dad and I can handle. Treat the summer job as social practice experience, don't be stubborn like your dad."
"I understand, Mom..." Yu Xueqing responded to her mom with a forced smile.
"Good! As long as you understand. Go light some charcoal, and I'll prepare the barbecue items. When dad comes back, we'll start the gathering!" Chen Peipei smiled, pinching Ansheng's little face:
"And while we're at it, we'll throw a welcoming party for the little guy."
Finishing her words, Chen Peipei stood up from the sofa, humming a little tune, she headed to the kitchen to handle the ingredients.
"Hmm—"
Ansheng looked at Yu Xueqing, muttering softly, a puzzled look on his face.
Ah Qing... they've bullied us to this extent, we can't just keep backing down!
The heck, kicking my rice bowl, huh?
I was tired of farming in my past life, and although I want to take it easy this life, it doesn't mean I've forgotten all my farming experiences!
Damn it, humiliating this humble servant like this, I'll plant you in the ground!
Master! Make a wish quickly, An will assassinate them all tonight.
'Master~ please don't be sad, okay? Xiaolan will worry about you~ sob sob sob—'
"Alright Xiaolan, it's okay...." Yu Xueqing patted the white fur fox's head and sighed.
She had never worked in the real world, nor did she know how hard it was to earn sixty thousand.
But because of this incident, her dad's health was affected, requiring long-term rest, with the risk of a burst blood vessel if not careful, and she felt very angry about it.
However, anger could only do so much...
Even Dad, Mom, and the security bureau were helpless.
[Sigh—In the midst of mixed emotions, Yu Xueqing felt a deep remorse, powerless against the situation, yet without any ability to change anything, sadness welled up in her heart.]
[Wish fulfilled: Good things come to good people (If they could bring honor to the family name, with ancestral tombs smoking black, perhaps Yu Xueqing's family could change? At least avoiding black-haired people to send off white-haired ones.)]