Hearing what the villagers were saying, Zhao Chunhua turned pale with fright.
So many people had gotten sick just from eating, the medical bills alone would cost a fortune.
The family had no money left; they had borrowed just to build their house. Where would she find the money to compensate them?
"Mom, what, what do we do?"
She had lost her bearings and looked to Tian Wangdi for advice.
Tian Wangdi, though angry herself, couldn't just ignore the situation now that it had escalated to this.
"Is there any meat left?"
Zhao Chunhua nodded: "Still quite a bit..."
She had planned to serve this meat over the next few days, but who knew that there would be issues on the very first day.
Tian Wangdi composed herself and summoned Su Shuixian.
"Shuixian, go home quickly and throw the meat into your aunt's pigpen, but don't let her find out."
Su Shuixian didn't dare delay and hurried back home in secret.
