Village chief Li Suozhu glanced at Gao Shunyi, "Then let's slaughter this pig and sell the meat. When these dozen or so pigs are ready for market, we'll take an average price, and Shunyi's family will make up the difference."
Li Xiulan, who had hurried over, wasn't having it, "Chief, you're bullying us. It's not like Rusen did it on purpose, and it's not like my son is the only one at the pig farm.
They all have a responsibility. If we have to compensate, it should be shared. Why should only our family pay? This is too unfair."
As soon as Li Xiulan said this, it was like stirring up a hornet's nest. The few families working at the pig farm were up in arms, someone said, "Li Xiulan, your son caused trouble, why should we all pay for it? You sure have some nerve, utterly shameless."