My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

The moment the man pushed the porridge cart, he felt very happy, but he came to his senses the next moment.

What is he doing?

If he... had smashed two bowls, it wouldn't have been a big deal, but if he was asked to pay compensation for smashing the porridge cart, how could he afford it?

No, no, he was determined to die. This was the girl's fault and had nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, the man hardened his spirit, strode forward, raised his fist and shook it in front of Si Muyan and her sister: "You two are quite courageous. You hurt my brother and you still dare to insult me? Tell me, I am not a vegetarian."

He was just trying to scare her, but Si Muyan seemed to be terrified. She hugged her sister and hid behind him, crying bitterly.

"Help! Someone's being beaten! Help! Wuuuuuu! Please let us go! We have no grudges against each other. Why are you doing this to us?"

Before the man could react, the supervisors rushed forward and shouted, "Who's causing trouble here?"

The inmates were dressed in the uniforms of yamen runners, and ordinary people could not distinguish the differences in their duties. They just knew that government officials were coming, so they quickly stepped aside to let them in.

There were also a few brave ones who added some extra details and told the whole story.

"These two men are clearly trying to extort money. They just think the three Si siblings are young and easy to bully."

"Yeah, they first said it was poisoned, but then they changed their tune and said the porridge was unclean. We all ate it fine, so why did he get hurt after eating it?"

"And he even wanted to hit someone. Look how scared he made the Si sisters."

"Yes, the porridge cart was overturned, and the water splashed on me, but luckily it wasn't hot!"

After much gossip, the general outline of what happened came out, and in short, it was very unfavorable to the two men.

The city supervisor's face darkened as he grabbed the two men and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you here causing trouble?"

The man panicked for a moment and glanced in another direction.

Si Muyan had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that the direction he was looking at was clearly Aunt Tian’s noodle stall.

The city supervisor shouted, "I'm asking you a question!"

The man stiffened his neck and said, "My brother ate porridge here, so he has a stomachache. It must be the porridge that's not clean!"

The city supervisor said, "If the porridge is really not clean, then of course someone should be held accountable, but how can you overturn someone's porridge cart?"

The man was afraid, so he softened his tone and explained, "Sir, it's all my fault. I saw my brother had a stomachache, and I was anxious, so I hit him a little too hard."

"This..." The mayor turned around and looked at Si Muyan, obviously wanting to calm things down.

Si Muyan sneered in her heart, but said softly on the surface, "Sir, we don't live close to you to begin with. We work hard to supplement our family income. We have a sick mother, a sister who is in confinement after childbirth, and a crying child. They are making such a fuss, saying that our porridge is not clean and ruining the reputation of our porridge shop. What should we do in the future?"

The city supervisor asked, "So what do you want?"

Si Muyan said, "If they insist on saying that, then... let's report it to the authorities and ask them to clear our name."

The two men shuddered, and the man who had been pretending to have abdominal pain immediately stopped feeling any pain and said quickly, "No... I just... maybe I caught a cold last night, but it's nothing serious... I'm feeling better now."

The man standing there also said hurriedly: "Then...it's all a misunderstanding."

The city supervisor certainly didn't want to cause any trouble and have the matter go to the government, so he scolded the two men harshly and then smiled at Si Muyan: "It's just a small matter. If something like this happens again in the future, we will never tolerate it."

Since the city supervisor had said so, Si Muyan didn't feel comfortable being aggressive, so she smiled gently and said, "Thanks to the official for taking the decision for us."

The two men breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everything was fine, when Si Muyan spoke again.

"But our porridge cart was also destroyed, there was no porridge, and the pots and bowls were all broken..."

The man's heart skipped a beat. Originally, he had only broken two bowls, so he could just pay some money as compensation. But now there were so many things, how could he afford to pay?

The city supervisor said, "Of course you have to pay for it. Not only that, but you have to clean up the place! Girls, calculate how much compensation you'll have to pay."

The younger sister immediately became excited and asked, "Do you want to compensate them?"

Then she is good at it.

She immediately began to calculate: "The porridge cart is two taels and five cents, the pottery pot is four hundred coins, and the thirty bowls are six hundred coins. Add the porridge I wasted today, and the total is four taels."

The market inspectors took a quick look and of course they knew the price of these things. In fact, four taels was a bit too much, but who asked these two men to cause trouble first?

"Four taels, two taels each for each of you. Pay them and you can leave. This won't happen again!"

The matter had been resolved here, but when the man pretending to have a stomachache heard that he had to pay two taels of silver as compensation, he refused to do it.

"No, I don't have any money, Dachun, you give it to me."

Dachun was unhappy: "I don't have any money either!"

The man with abdominal pain said, "I don't care. You asked me to do this, so of course you have to pay. Otherwise, tell them to report it to the police!"

Upon hearing this, the city supervisor immediately shouted, "So you really are here to extort money?"

"No...no..." Dachun didn't dare to admit it, but he had no money in his hand.

Four taels of silver, he doesn't have it at home.

Si Muyan pressed on: "If you don't pay, you'll be reported to the authorities. Go and report to the authorities..."

Dachun was anxious and immediately looked at Aunt Tian for help, shouting, "Cousin, what are you still standing there for? Give me money!"

Aunt Tian was flustered and pretended not to know him: "Don't shout..."

Dachun was anxious: "What are you yelling about? You are my cousin. You asked me to do this today. Are you turning your back on me now?"

The younger sister finally reacted and whispered to Si Muyan, "Oh my god, it turns out that it was Auntie Tian who did this."

At the end of the farce, Aunt Tian had no choice but to admit her mistake. However, she refused to give the four taels of silver, saying that Si Muyan and his porridge cart was not worth that much money and would only give two taels at most.

But who is my little sister? She has never lost when it comes to talking.

He spoke in a wronged manner about his family, how his elder and second brothers had died, his father was a gambler, his mother was seriously ill, his younger brother was still young, and he had a baby less than a month old to raise.

He also recounted the struggles of the three siblings over the past month.

What they said moved everyone around them, and they felt that these three siblings were both hardworking and filial.

Today, the three of them have indeed suffered great injustice.

Finally, Aunt Tian’s husband came over, barely gathered together four taels of silver, and gave it to the younger sister.

He called his youngest son and daughter over and helped Aunt Tian clean the floor. Then he took Aunt Tian and the two men away.

Before leaving, Auntie Tian's husband's face was so gloomy that blood seemed to be dripping out. Regardless of the fact that it was in public, he slapped Auntie Tian twice!