Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Making a Fuss Over a Minor Issue

Chuxia Lin smiled and nodded to the villagers as she heard their support from within the crowd.

Turning back to Huang Dashun, she continued, "Boss Huang, are you really not aware of the problem with your chickens? I’ve repeatedly reminded you that Xiyang Food Factory absolutely doesn’t accept sick or dead chickens and also reminded you to vaccinate the chicks. Today, when Houzi went to pick up the goods, the plucked chickens you provided clearly had quality issues, and we have the right to refuse purchase."

As soon as mention of sick and dead chickens emerged, a stir went through the crowd.

Huang Dashun didn’t expect that the other party would really notice, but he still tried to maintain his composure.

"Mr. Lin is being too serious. I admit, there are some problems with a portion of the chickens in my farm. But in such a large chicken farm, with two to three thousand chickens, it would be normal if it weren’t just a few, but even dozens of chickens dying, right? Why is Mr. Lin making a big deal out of nothing, affecting our cooperation? Moreover, Houzi is just a delivery guy. You can’t always just listen to his side of the story."

He sighed in a manner that seemed to express difficulty and embarrassment at having to speak up.

"I’ll be honest with you, Mr. Lin, Houzi and I have had some disagreements lately. He hinted that he wanted me to give him something, but I’m a straightforward person and didn’t indulge his whims. I didn’t expect that because of such a trivial matter, he’s now holding a grudge against me."

Huang Dashun shook his head helplessly and looked at Hou Xiaobao.

"Brother Houzi, such small matters aren’t worth mentioning. Look at you, falling out with your elder brother. Besides, weren’t you always keen on my niece? I’ve talked to my sister about it – I was planning to arrange a formal meeting between you two. Don’t worry, my niece and I have always been close since her childhood. With me playing matchmaker, there’s no way it would fail."

Faced with such a combination of tactics, even Chuxia Lin had to admire Huang Dashun’s responsiveness.

First, he explained the current situation of the chicken farm without outright denying the dead chickens problem, but also did not admit to a chicken plague.

Then, he implied that Houzi has questionable character and might be retaliating against Huang Family Chicken Farm, making a mountain out of a molehill.

Lastly, he attempted to appease Hou Xiaobao.

Hou Xiaobao, being around twenty-five or twenty-six and still single, if he truly fancied Huang Dashun’s niece, then this matter really struck a chord with Hou Xiaobao’s sensitive spot.

But no matter how quick-witted he was, it was no match for Hou Xiaobao’s loyalty.

With a face full of shame and urgency, he said, "Mr. Lin, don’t listen to Huang Dashun’s nonsense. I’ve never asked him for anything, never slandered him. There’s a real problem with the chickens at Huang Family Chicken Farm. I’ve seen with my own eyes, the chickens in the coop, sickly and lopsided, the majority of them gasping for air. It’s an outbreak of chicken plague."

As soon as the words "chicken plague" were uttered, the people present could no longer stay calm.

Ma San, who had just been speaking on behalf of Huang Dashun, lived not far from the food factory. This year, his wife had raised over twenty chickens, hoping they would bring some extra income to the household.

What if it spreads?

"Quick, drive this man out! Don’t let him bring the chicken plague into our village."

The surrounding people were more concerned about the Qin Family Village’s own poultry farms, which belonged to the whole village. The village chief had said that they would receive dividends from the farm’s profits.

"Drive him out, push him that way, keep him far away, and don’t let him come to Qin Family Village ever again."

The villagers, armed with shovels, pickaxes, and hoes, waved their tools at Huang Dashun aggressively.

If he was just a little slower, those shovels might land on his head.

Huang Dashun hadn’t expected the Qin Family Village’s villagers to be so united. He fled in embarrassment, still throwing out threats.

"Mr. Lin, as far as I know, Luo Family’s poultry farm can’t meet the high demands of Xiyang Food Factory."