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Chapter 1041 - 545 The Water Has Receded, Things Don’t Go As Planned_3

Chapter 1041: Chapter 545 The Water Has Receded, Things Don’t Go As Planned_3

"Very good!" Yan Fei spoke with exceptional confidence. "I was afraid it might have sustained some internal injuries from its past in dog fighting, so I had someone take it away for rehabilitation for a while. You won’t see it these few days. But when you do see it again, it will definitely look more spirited."

"Then I feel relieved!" Chen Yingjun breathed a sigh of relief. "Although I used to treat it as a cash cow, having raised it for so long, I really miss it now that it’s suddenly not around."

Yan Fei burst into laughter.

The Black Lion, having previously participated in dogfights and often emerging victorious, inevitably bore many scars. Plus, it likely suffered from unseen internal injuries. That’s why, as soon as Yan Fei returned, he had someone rehabilitate it under the guise of a helping hand, and sent Black Lion into Dinosaur World.

The environment in Dinosaur World was much better than the real world. Keeping it there for a while would undoubtedly benefit Black Lion without any drawbacks.

Having discussed this matter, Yan Fei found himself somewhat idle.

The greenhouses in the bamboo forest, even those that didn’t collapse, could not be attended to for the time being due to all the silt and ponding on the ground. Moreover, the greenhouses built originally for quick setup with earthen walls had already collapsed. The foundations of those with brick walls, though briefly soaked, were no longer safe.

With the water receding elsewhere, the only problem remained in the low-lying area on the path leading into the bamboo forest, which was not far from the main bridge and highway. It was still impassable.

It had to be left as it was for the time being, until the water fully receded and the path became passable, then people could go clean it up.

Hardly half a day of idleness passed before he was thinking about using some excuse to sneak over to Old Xu’s Family to whisk his wife away when a situation arose.

Lin Baoguo had called with a tone that was not very pleasant, "Xiao Fei, there’s been a bit of an incident over at Sophora Tree Gully. Can you come over if you’re free to discuss it in detail?"

"What’s wrong?" Yan Fei felt uneasy, what bad thing had happened now?

"Come over first, then we’ll talk," Lin Baoguo said, and then hung up the phone.

It was only after riding his motorcycle to the police station that Yan Fei got a handle on the situation.

Not far from the village of Sophora Tree Gully, there was a Manshui Bridge.

The meaning of Manshui Bridge was that it became submerged under water whenever there was a heavy rain—the narrow stone bridge would be covered by water. This type of bridge was not uncommon in rural areas due to limitations in conditions; constructing large bridges everywhere was impossible. Most of these places could barely be called rivers; they were more like ditches. Having a stone bridge that could withstand water pressure was already good, some were even wooden.

The incident itself was simple: someone was leading a cow across the bridge when the cow’s hoof slipped, and it fell into the water.

In panic, the person jumped down to pull the cow out.

However, neither the cow nor the person made it back up.

Usually, with little water in the ditch, it wasn’t deep, and both the water and the banks were covered in aquatic plants. By the time someone discovered them, the person and the cow were tightly entangled in those plants.

Lin Baoguo’s reason for calling Yan Fei was that the cow was a calf sent from Yan Fei’s cattle farmland.

The family that raised the cattle had sent one of the two cows they had to the cattle farm at the end of last year, keeping the other intending to raise it further so they could continue to supply calves to the farm. Unfortunately, now both the person and the cow were gone.

The deceased was a laborer in his family, which had two children; the older daughter was married off to a nearby village while the younger son was quite diligent and went to school in the county town, not at First High School, but at No. 9 Middle School, which ranked ninth but was much better than the local middle school in Sancha River Town. Next year, the boy was supposed to take the college entrance examination.

Yan Fei also didn’t know what to say upon hearing this; it was said that the widow left behind didn’t blame anyone, only regretting that the head of the household had been careless. Now that both the person and the cow were gone, she blamed no one else.

Some said the man was foolish; why jump in after the cow? He should have just called for help. Even if they couldn’t save it, it was just a cow after all.

That’s easy for them to say. This family had a student; their expenses were tight, sometimes even relying on help from the married daughter. Only last year, when they sent a cow back to the cattle farm did their living situation improve slightly.

With their son on summer break and at home, the family was envisioning the future these days: raising a calf and an adult cow. The adult cow could still birth calves, ensuring that their son’s college education and even his future marriage would not be a worry.

This adult cow was practically linked to their son’s future. How could the father stand by and watch as his cow was swept away by the water during such an unexpected incident?

Lin Baoguo’s intention was for Yan Fei to take a look.

It was the same reason as before: when Yan Fei’s cattle farm involved local farmers in raising cattle under the guise of cooperation, the farmers actually saw themselves as working for the farm, almost like off-staff workers of the cattle farm.

Now that both the man and the cow had perished together, the villagers couldn’t muster up the courage to confront the cattle farm directly, so they sought to ask indirectly by confiding in Lin Baoguo.

Yan Fei pondered for a moment, "How about I give fifty thousand yuan?"

Lin Baoguo hesitated, "Isn’t that a bit too much?"

"A man has died, and you think fifty thousand is too much?" Yan Fei scoffed. He was aware of the rural area’s situation; those raising cattle often claimed to be working for Boss Yan when they stepped outside their homes.

Since they indirectly sought help, one reason might be the fear of being unable to account for the dead cow, and possibly they were also hoping for some funeral expense, as the incident involved saving the cow—this was a tricky issue. However, in rural communities, human sentiment outweighed everything. Now that a death had occurred, it was pointless to argue over who was right or wrong.

Lin Baoguo, having already considered it, began to explain, "Strictly speaking, we can’t be blamed for this. It is necessary to offer something; otherwise, it would be hard to defend. But any amount is merely a gesture of goodwill. If we give too much, I’m afraid it might give people the wrong idea. You know, around here, fifty thousand is indeed a lot..."

Yan Fei reconsidered, "How about this then? Their family has a son who is about to take the college entrance exam, right? I’ll give them twenty thousand now, and if their son gets into college, I’ll cover his tuition fees. How does that sound?"

Lin Baoguo nodded, "That works!"

"Should I go there myself, would that be more appropriate?" Yan Fei felt rather helpless.

He wasn’t worried about the money, but situations like these were truly frustrating.

In the end, his question was unnecessary; if he went himself, the family would certainly feel more comforted, even if he merely handed over a bride price. No one would be able to fault him.

However, if he didn’t go and just had the money delivered, it would inevitably lead to gossip.

Either way, he couldn’t avoid making the trip.

Human sentiment outweighs everything!