Chapter 846: Ideas to Trap His Brother

Realizing that Wang An was ready to beat him at any moment, Wang Li's reaction was surprisingly quick, and he immediately followed up

"Fourth Brother, no, I mean the compensation. Those two truckloads of white lime they gave you as compensation—I bet they used money scammed from others to plug that hole."

Although Wang Li changed his tune immediately, Wang An still gave him a glare and said

"Learn to use your brain before you speak from now on. Don't just blurt out whatever the fuck comes to mind. This is only with me; if it were anyone else, you'd get beaten up easily, you know that?"

After Wang An finished speaking, he heard Wang Li say righteously

"That's just bragging. If anyone dares to hit me, I'll just tell them my Fourth Brother is the great lunatic of the county town; that'll scare them to death."

Hearing this, the corner of Wang An's mouth twitched, and his eyelids couldn't help but flutter several times.

He never expected that this kid, Wang Li, actually had thoughts of throwing his own brother under the bus!

Consequently, Wang An raised his big foot, aimed for Wang Li's backside, and gave him a fierce kick, saying at the same time

"Holy shit, are you really hoping I'll die? You want to screw me over early, huh?"

Feeling that the kick wasn't enough to vent his frustration, Wang An grabbed Wang Li by the neck and pressed him down into a squat on the ground. Raising his left hand, he delivered a sharp flick—a "brain-pop"—right to the top of Wang Li's head.

Following a crisp "bang," Wang Li rubbed his head vigorously, screaming

"Ow! That hurts like hell!"

It had to be said that Wang An had put every ounce of strength into that flick, because while Wang Li's head hurt, Wang An felt his own middle finger go numb from the vibration.

Then, Wang An gave Wang Li's head a little pat and said

"Damn, your big head is actually pretty hard."

Only then did Wang Li finally become completely obedient, mainly in the sense that he stopped blurting out strange things.

Wang An suddenly realized that whether it was Wang Li or Mu Xueli, he needed to suppress them periodically; otherwise, these two kids would never understand the cruelty of society.

After the fooling around, Wang An and Wang Li cranked the engines of the four-wheeled cart and the walk-behind tractor, respectively, and drove together toward the warehouse.

When Wang An and Wang Li arrived at the warehouse, the workers who had helped load the trucks last time were chatting and shooting the breeze.

It was clear that these workers lived a truly leisurely life: they worked when there was work, stayed idle when there wasn't, and their monthly wages remained fixed regardless.

Seeing these workers, Wang An didn't know the meaning of "politeness" at all. He called out

"Come on, come on, everyone get over here and work. Give me a hand loading the white lime onto the trucks. Is it okay for you to just lounge around all day?"

To be honest, if these workers hadn't tried to collectively beat Wang An and the others last time, Wang An wouldn't have dared to order them around so casually.

After all, they didn't owe him anything, so why be so arrogant and overbearing?

But it must be said that in this regard, Wang An's skin was truly thick.

The main point was that these cement plant workers were actually responsible for internal production; they had no responsibility or obligation to help customers load cement onto trucks.

However, having encountered a well-known "big loafer" of the county town like Wang An, the current group of workers were furious but dared not speak out.

Mainly because Wang An's domineering nature was something they had not only heard of but witnessed firsthand. No one wanted to be targeted by such a hooligan loafer.

Besides, with a large group of people loading the trucks together, it wasn't actually that tiring.

So, seeing Wang An's face and hearing his call, the workers rose one after another and walked over.

Of course, there was one young man who remained seated, as if he hadn't heard Wang An's shout at all.

Fortunately, Wang An was still somewhat considerate. He took out cigarettes and handed one to each worker, saying a word of thanks with every cigarette.

Only after he had finished distributing cigarettes to everyone who had come over did Wang An say to the young man who remained seated

"Hey, buddy, why aren't you coming over to smoke?"

The implied meaning was: "Why aren't you coming over to help with the work?"

Unfortunately, the young man only gave Wang An a faint glance. He neither replied nor stood up, clearly ignoring Wang An entirely.

Seeing this, Wang An's eyebrow arched. To be this disrespectful—wasn't that a bit too much?

You should know that regarding the last incident, I haven't come looking for trouble with you all yet. Do you think I forgot?

Thus, seeing that the young man was ignoring him, Wang An lifted his foot, intending to walk over and have a "chat" with the kid about whose fist was harder.

Just then, a worker in his thirties grabbed Wang An and said

"Brother, he only arrived two days ago. He knows nothing about what happened last time."

Clearly, these workers knew exactly why Wang An dared to order them around so righteously.

It was simply because they had grabbed tools to beat Wang An and the two pairs of fathers and sons last time; in the end, they failed to beat them and instead earned Wang An's resentment.

It had to be said that everything has a cause and an effect!

Hearing this, Wang An blinked, nodded slightly, and withdrew his foot.

Mainly, Wang An didn't remember exactly which workers had surrounded the four of them that day. If he went and looked for trouble with someone for no reason, that would truly be shameless.

Consequently, Wang An stopped paying attention to the seated young man and joined the others in loading the white lime onto the trucks.

Eight tons of white lime totaled only 160 bags. With over a dozen strong laborers working together, it took only about twenty minutes to load everything onto the vehicles.

After loading, Wang An took out another unopened pack of cigarettes, tore it open, and distributed them once more before he and Wang Li drove away in their respective vehicles.

On the way back, Wang An was in a genuinely good mood. Bringing home eight tons of white lime without spending a single cent—that feeling was absolutely fantastic.

However, since the four-wheeled cart was carrying four tons of white lime, its speed was truly slow, wobbling along sluggishly.

As a result, by the time Wang An and Wang Li arrived home, it was already past lunchtime.

Young people have fast metabolisms, so the two of them were already starving, their stomachs sticking to their backs.

Without waiting for Liu Guilan to offer to roll noodles for them, the two brothers started eating the leftover steamed buns and dishes from lunch.

Each of them devoured six buns of two-and-a-half liang, and only then did that feeling of hunger-induced exhaustion completely vanish.

When the two finished eating and went over to the new house, Wang Dazhu and the others had already soaked all 120 bags of white lime into the water tank previously built with bricks and cement.

Actually, this tank was also a water collection basin; a long rectangular pit had been dug beneath the spring eye, and a tank had been built inside using bricks and cement.

However, once the white lime was soaking in this tank, the water flowing from the spring eye had to be diverted to flow in a different direction.

(End of Chapter)