Feng Da's wife immediately retorted upon hearing what Feng Xuxu had to say.
"It was you, Feng Xuxu, you were the one who said you would compensate us at market value," Zhao, Feng's wife, followed her sister-in-law's words, hurriedly adding on.
"That's right, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be having these frequent flare-ups," Lee, Feng's wife, not wanting to be outdone, stepped forward, hands on her hips.
"Great-niece, what you said is not right. We were only supporting you when we decided to plant the crop. You prepared the seedlings and you released the fish fry. Now that something has gone wrong with the field, you can't just wash your hands of it and walk away," Feng Guang squatting nearby said indignantly.
"Exactly, we've got the elderly and the young in our big family. No way, Feng Xuxu, you must compensate us right now. We won't plant the fields anymore," Luo, Feng Da's wife, said, her heart less certain with each word.