Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Reporting to the Village Chief
While speaking, he took out the Clam Oil and a dollar and handed them to Zhang Guihua.
Zhang Guihua had been furious just a moment ago, but upon seeing the Clam Oil and a dollar her eldest son handed her, she looked as though someone had hit the pause button on her.
She didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.
The Eldest, you could call him good-for-nothing, but he knew to buy things for his mother with the money he made.
If you said he was filial, he’d do something reckless and stupid behind their backs, the kind of thing that, with one slip, could drag the whole family down with him!
She couldn’t let out the breath she was holding, but swallowing it back down made her choke.
Seeing his spouse seemingly taken down by their eldest son’s few words, Jiang Dashan finally put down his old tobacco pipe, his face stern as he said in a deep voice, “Eldest, selling a few game animals was one thing; getting caught would’ve meant just a few days in detention. But trafficking controlled items like cotton? If you’re caught, you could be shot!”
Jiang Changhai, eyebrows raised, replied with smug assurance, “Dad, I know all that, which is why I didn’t sell it in town. I sold it to a few of the production teams below.”
“You know shit!” Zhang Guihua, having collected herself, resumed her colorful language. “Even if you weren’t caught on the spot, you can’t escape if someone reports you!”
Jiang Changhai nonchalantly shrugged, “Then I’ll deny it till I die. Anyway, I’ve sold everything; with no evidence, they can only detain me for a few days, and they have to provide food and drink in there.”
With a heavy slap on his arm, Zhang Guihua glared and scolded, “Stop talking nonsense, or you’re not eating tomorrow!”
Seeing him still acting carefree, Jiang Dashan furrowed his brows and said in a serious tone, “This cotton-selling business, let’s consider it water under the bridge. But from now on, you can’t engage in any more speculative trading, understand? If you do get caught, consider not just us, but also your wife and daughter.”
Jiang Dashan was aware of his eldest son’s boldness, but also what he cared about most, so he went straight for his Achilles’ heel.
Sure enough, Jiang Changhai appeared startled for a moment before pledging earnestly, “You’re right, I promise I won’t do it again!”
After all, when they sold the sunflower seeds, they all covered their faces. No one would know who they were.
Sun Lixia, seeing the matter dismissed so lightly and the eldest’s house suffering no loss, felt outrageously aggrieved but also knew she had no say in the family.
She could only vent to her husband after returning to their room, “Can you believe how biased mom and dad are? Look at how much the Eldest has bought for his wife and daughter recently, yet he brings out a single dollar and mom and dad drop the matter. I worked for nothing and got nothing out of it.”
She had thought that by telling her parents about this, even if they wouldn’t turn against the Eldest right away, they’d at least make the eldest son turn over the money earned from selling the cotton.
Knowing how the old lady doted on her two sons, if they had money, she would certainly not let them suffer.
Jiang Changtao was also in a sour mood, and consoled her half-heartedly, “Didn’t big brother just say? He was selling on behalf of others, he only made five bucks as a service fee.”
“You believe that? Look at what he’s bought. What can you get for five dollars? Not enough for a pair of leather shoes! No, I can’t accept this, he must have more money. I’m going to the village chief to report him.” Sun Lixia said, standing up and walking out.