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Chapter 1376 Surprised By His Unexpected Astonishment

Lilly asked, "Could you provide more details about what happened next?"

The Sterquil recounted, "After completing a construction project in the village, I left behind some

construction waste."

After finishing the project, the Sterquil had accumulated a pile of construction waste behind the house

because he wanted to return to duty as soon as possible. He had considered leaving it for his mother to

handle if he went back to work.

As a result, the Sterquil paid little attention to the growing waste pile since he had no intention of

returning to the countryside.

Soon, the pile became a mixture of household and construction debris, including plastic bags, kitchen

waste, and unused paint that emitted a strong odor and could be potentially harmful if stored indoors.

He saw no issue with disposing of the used paint since it was of no use to him.

Unbeknownst to him, this waste pile would lead to his downfall.

"The waste accumulated behind the house, near the village river. The village chief and others warned

me about the impact on the water supply and urged swift disposal. How could I manage such a

massive pile alone? Remembering Dudroinia's saying, 'Neighbors are better than distant relatives,' I

suggested a collective effort."

The Sterquil believed that he was wasting his energy on this matter. He was confident that the

organization wouldn't overlook him, assuming they would continue to support him financially. However,

he was mistaken; the money he received for the house construction marked the final payment.

Clearing the massive waste pile required renting a truck from the town, paying for disposal, and hiring

laborers to load it onto the vehicle.

The waste had been sitting there for too long and emitted a foul smell.

To his dismay, he discovered that it would cost a minimum of ten thousand for its disposal.

This was a significant amount of money in the countryside, where some people earned as little as

twenty thousand annually from farm work. Adding to his troubles, he had no money at that time.

"The neglected waste emitted a foul smell after rain. My neighbors living next door and across the

street were furious and demanded immediate action."

Shaking his head and sighing, the Sterquil lamented, "The problem is I don't have any money!"

As days passed, sewage continued to seep into the river, causing frustration among downstream

villagers. Some even came to his door to express their anger.

The unpleasant odor troubles my mother, pushing me to address it promptly, but we are financially

strapped! It seems like everything is resting on my shoulders. Why does every burden have to be

mine?

"I reached out to the villagers, explaining my inability to manage the waste alone. I suggested

contributing two thousand myself, with the rest collected from the villagers, each person chipping in a

few hundred."

"To my surprise, they refused!" The Sterquil expressed disbelief.

These people demand waste disposal but refuse to contribute any money. Why can't they assist me

when we're all part of the same village?

"It sparked heated arguments. Nobody wanted to contribute money, claiming it wasn't their garbage,

but they requested me to address the river's pollution!"

The Sterquil confidently argued that it was only fair for the villagers to share the responsibility.

Lilly was astonished by his story. Every case presents unique circumstances and perspectives, offering

insights into the diversity of viewpoints.

Jean sighed, stating, "You're responsible for that waste. How can you expect others to handle it for Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

you?"

The Sterquil was confused and replied, "If there is a small amount of waste in front of my house, I'll

take care of it myself. However, a huge heap of waste is behind my house, and they allege it impacts

the river. As the river runs through the entire village, it becomes a concern for the entire community.

How can they say it's not their responsibility?"

"I don't want the waste to pollute the river as well. They argue it's a village matter affecting everyone,

yet they are unwilling to help. It feels like they are morally blackmailing me. This is unacceptable."

Lilly and Jean exchanged silent glances.

Crawford Ancestor wanted to smash his teacup on the Sterquil's head but restrained himself. He

asked, "What happened next?"

The Sterquil continued, "I didn't want to handle it. I don't have the money and can't handle it alone."

"What infuriated me the most was that my mother didn't support me. We are family, but she joined

others in scolding me."

He thought, Why is she being so arrogant? Hasn't she always wished for my father to take her back?

Shouldn't she understand and support me in a situation like this?

How could she join others in insisting that I quickly handle the waste and even suggest that I shovel it

bit by bit and dispose of it gradually if I can't handle it all at once?

What kind of suggestion is that? It's a massive pile of waste, and it stinks. I can't do it alone, and it

would be exhausting.

"Afterward, my relationship with the villagers, especially my neighbor next door, became increasingly

strained. He was like a robber."

"His house is big, boasting two cars at the entrance. Each car is valued at tens or hundreds of

thousands. Why doesn't he consider helping me deal with it since he's rich and finds it disgusting?"

The more Sterquil pondered, the more he felt it should be the way. The village bully also supported his

idea.

The waste was piled between their houses, so the neighbors should share the responsibility and

obligation to handle it together.

The village bully suggested, "Your neighbor is rich and has always been helpful and willing to help

others. You should talk to him about it."

So, the Sterquil approached the neighbor, requesting eight thousand and offering to pay the remaining

two thousand himself.

"I proposed, 'Let's handle it together for the sake of the village's environment,' but I never expected the

neighbor to refuse!"

The Sterquil expressed disbelief again. The neighbor refused?!

Lilly was left speechless again. What shocked her even more was that the Sterquil was surprised by

this!