Witty Wife, Better Life-Chapter 821 - 811 Compensation

When Zhao Lili returned to the ward after finishing her meal, Shen Yunfang and Zhang Ping had already reached a preliminary agreement on the compensation issue.

"Alright, let’s settle on this. Don’t feel any burden, just focus on your treatment in the hospital. Whenever you recover, you can return to work. Once you’re healed, you can go back to your job," Shen Yunfang said. Seeing that Zhang Ping’s wife was back, she didn’t plan to stay any longer, so she stood up to leave.

"Thank you, thank you, sister-in-law. I’m fine here, and you don’t need to come over all the time. My wife can take care of me," Zhang Ping said with an embarrassed look. He indeed felt apologetic as he had gotten injured out of carelessness, and sister-in-law had to pay for his medical expenses. He wanted to take care of it himself, but he had been working on the farm for half a year and his salary had been kept by his wife. Just last night, his wife had said they had no money for the medical expenses as they had lent all their earnings to her mother’s family to build a house.

"Okay, then, get well soon. We’ll come visit you if we have the time. But you know, the farm is busy right now, we can’t come by often. I hope you’ll understand," Zhang Chunwang also politely added.

Zhang Ping tried to get up from the bed to see them off, but Zhao Zhiliang stopped him, "You’re the patient, better not move around. Just lie down, and we can let ourselves out."

"Right, Zhang Ping, you really can’t keep moving around. The doctor said so, your injuries are too severe. What if you faint again?" Zhao Lili didn’t know that her husband had already settled things with these people, so she was still acting.

Shen Yunfang and the others exchanged glances, none of them said a word, nodded at Zhang Ping, and walked out the door.

Zhang Ping looked embarrassed, and as the others left the room, he whispered to his wife, "Don’t talk like that, it’s making us look bad."

Zhao Lili didn’t think this was a laughing matter; the one who got the benefits was the smart one. "Why would we be a laughingstock? You’re already in this state, who cares if they laugh. Just lie there obediently, and I’ll go out to talk to them." She planned to ask about the compensation.

Zhang Ping could guess what his wife was thinking and quickly grabbed her, not letting her leave, "Why go out? What is there to talk about? I’ve already said everything that needed to be said, you don’t need to go." He was genuinely afraid that his wife would blurt out something regrettable in front of his sister-in-law, which would make it difficult for him to keep working on the farm.

The farm had such good conditions; he really didn’t want to leave.

"What? You said everything? What did you say? Did you talk about compensation? How much did you ask for? Did you say it the way I taught you last night?" Zhao Lili bombarded him with a series of questions.

"No, I’m fine, and besides, I got injured because I wasn’t careful. How could I have the nerve to ask sister-in-law for compensation?" Zhang Ping looked down, disheartened.

"Zhang Ping, are you dead or something? Did you not hear what I said yesterday or what..."

"Could you please keep it down? If you want to argue, go outside," someone from the accompanying caretakers couldn’t stand their noise and shouted.

Zhao Lili glanced around the ward, and Zhang Ping nodded, indicating they would keep their voices down.

"What do you mean, you didn’t ask for compensation? What exactly did you all talk about? What did Shen Yunfang agree to give us?" Zhao Lili pressed, speaking softly.

"I didn’t ask for anything, just to continue to work once I’m healed," Zhang Ping also whispered, "But sister-in-law said that since I got injured on the farm, she would take care of my medical expenses."

"Is that it?" Zhao Lili asked, dissatisfied.

"Uh, that’s it," Zhang Ping frowned, feeling quite satisfied that he had managed to get even that much.

"You idiot, being with you has been such bad luck for me in this lifetime," Zhao Lili huffed and puffed in anger at her husband. "Didn’t I tell you last night, we still haven’t finished building our house, and I told you to take the chance to ask for some compensation. You got injured while working for Shen Yunfang, is it too much to ask her for some money? Besides, she’s loaded, she won’t miss giving you a little. Even if there’s no more, surely there could have been five or eight hundred, how can you be so pigheaded? Now look what happened, we’ve got nothing, and you can’t work for at least another month. Are you expecting me and our kids to survive on fresh air or what..."

Zhang Ping listened to his wife’s nagging with his head bowed but felt relieved inside, glad that he no longer had to be embarrassed in front of his colleagues.

Speaking of Shen Yunfang, after they took the car back to the farm, Zhao Zhiliang went straight to the mountain to get back to work; it was the critical time for spring plowing, and every minute was precious.

Zhang Chunwang, on the other hand, went back to the office with Shen Yunfang.

Shen Yunfang had only one thing to say to him, "Zhang Ping is not bad, but his wife is trouble. Our farm isn’t short on labor, so we need to deal with troublemakers like her swiftly, one by one. We can’t wait for a real problem to arise and have her causing a stir."

Chunwang understood what his sister-in-law meant. He also felt it reflected poorly on him to have such family members among his workers, considering he had assured everyone during recruitment that there were no issues with the workers or their families. Now, a small incident had revealed otherwise.

"Understood, sister-in-law, I’ll handle it."

Once Shen Yunfang delegated the task, she didn’t worry about it anymore. For her, these were small issues. If her managers couldn’t handle such things, the salaries she was paying them would be a waste.

After sorting out these matters, Shen Yunfang dived into the mushroom sheds, leading a group of workers who were cultivating enoki mushrooms for the first time.

Once the enoki mushrooms successfully fruited, she could more or less retire with her mission accomplished.

And Li Hongjun had returned from his work trip.

While cooking in the kitchen with Li Hongjun, Shen Yunfang chattered away about everything that had happened at home and on the farm during that time.

"I’ll arrange the car for you, but even if you buy it, you still don’t know how to drive. You’ll have to learn first, then get a driver’s license." Li Hongjun wasn’t opposed to his wife buying a car.

After all, his wife had already bought so many trucks, what was one more car?

"You know how to drive, don’t you? Once we buy the car, you can teach me. I’m so clever, I’ll learn after just a few tries. And as for the license, I’ll find someone to handle that once we buy the car. By the time I learn, the license will probably be ready, so it won’t delay anything." Shen Yunfang, of course, couldn’t tell her husband that she already knew how to drive from her previous life and had driven for many years, so she would just have to start from scratch this time. Perhaps she could play it off as a prodigy or something—the kind that catches on quickly.

"Wow, you sure are confident in yourself. Fine, I’ll ask around for you tomorrow. If there’s something suitable, we’ll buy it." Li Hongjun enjoyed seeing his wife’s proud little demeanor, although she was normally very serious and rational, moments like this were rare.

"You’re the best, my dear." Even though she was using her own money to buy the car, Shen Yunfang still flattered her husband generously, making him dizzy with delight.

"Alright, enough buttering up. Let’s set the table and eat," said Li Hongjun, enjoying the flattery. He playfully slapped her on her perky behind, loving the feel.