Wang Dashi made a visit, and the effect was quite obvious. The Wang Clan no longer dared to sit back and wait for death to come, and Tan Zhengyong also became slightly more diligent, even starting to take the initiative in his work.
Qiao Duo'er and Tan Zhenghong took advantage of the clear weather to scrape some black soil from underneath the big trees on the mountain and brought it to their own fields.
This black soil, formed from the decay of leaves, was as good as the typical farmyard manure.
Most importantly, it didn't smell bad; Qiao Duo'er absolutely refused to accept farmyard manure.
She felt uncomfortable all over just seeing others handle it, let alone if Tan Zhenghong or she had to... she probably would go insane.
However, Qiao Duo'er still had to complain about the Wang Clan. No wonder she had to repay them even for half a bundle of firewood, yet they didn't say a word about using her family's toilet for free.