Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Cotton Resale Discovered
Father-in-law’s favoritism knows no bounds!
Zhao Xiaojuan had listened to the whole thing in the main hall, so shocked that she forgot to put down the beans in her hands, unable to believe that Eldest had dared to do such a thing!
My God, if they were really caught and criticized, how could they ever go out again?
Not to mention the daughters are still so young, their prospects of marriage might be affected.
Why would Eldest do this? Didn’t he consider the family at all before acting?
Jiang Changhe was also stunned. Known as an honest and simple man who only knew hard work, he found Eldest’s actions utterly excessive.
Seeing Sun Lixia’s displeasure, Zhang Guihua immediately put on a stern face and asked harshly, “What’s the matter? Are you dissatisfied with what your dad said?”
Sun Lixia had been discontent for a long time. Now, with her in-laws in charge, she could only grit her teeth and deny it, “I’m not.”
“Why are you still stupidly standing here? Hurry up and sweep the floor.”
After scolding her away, Zhang Guihua stormed into the main house, still furious, “Eldest’s wife, do you know about the scandalous things Eldest has done?”
“I don’t know, Brother Hai never tells me what he does outside,” Su Wanyu said with a panic-stricken and innocent expression.
In her mind, though, she figured she’d better slip out soon and tip off Eldest.
But then, Jiang Dashan suddenly appeared at the door, squashing her hope, “Eldest’s wife, you stay inside and don’t go out.”
Brother Hai, good luck to you.
So when Jiang Changhai came home happily with his daughters and Yu Cheng, he was greeted by his parents displaying a grave and tribunal-like seriousness.
His wife was in the corner, frantically signaling him with her eyes, and Jiang Changhai immediately sensed trouble, yet he replied with a grin, “Haha, Mom, are you guys waiting for me to come home for dinner?”
Jiang Mianmian also sensed the menace and quickly pulled Yu Cheng towards the corner to hide.
However, her movement drew Zhang Guihua’s attention.
The already anxious and furious Zhang Guihua erupted upon seeing her new hat and scarf.
She slammed her hand on the table and demanded of Jiang Changhai, “Eldest, tell me, have you been secretly engaging in those speculative activities?!”
At this, Jiang Changhai merely paused for a moment, showing not a hint of panic at being exposed.
After all, walls have ears, and he had suspected this day would come.
He first asked his daughter to fetch the clam oil they had bought earlier; then he calmly inquired, “Mom, who told you about this?”
“I don’t care who told me, just answer if you did it or not? The leather shoes you bought for San Ya, and this hat, scarf, did you buy them with that dirty money?” Zhang Guihua, pointing at Jiang Mianmian’s new items, grew more enraged as she spoke.
Before Jiang Changhai could respond, Sun Lixia couldn’t hold back and jumped in to fan the flames, “Eldest, a real man owns up to what he does, even your young nephew knows to admit his mistakes when he’s done wrong! My sister-in-law’s sister saw you selling the cotton; there’s no denying it!”
Jiang Changhai glanced at her, realizing she was the one who had informed the family.
He looked at Zhang Guihua, who was gasping for breath in anger, and at Jiang Dashan, who was smoking silently, and nodded openly, “Yes, I admit, I sold cotton. But I was selling it for someone else, not for myself, and I only took five yuan for my troubles. I bought a hat and a scarf with it, and with the remaining two yuan, I bought you a jar of clam oil, Mom.”