Chapter 159: Having Their Old Background Exposed

Liu Shumin's calculations made everyone realize something — it seems the Jia family isn't that badly off.

A compensation of one or two thousand is better off than many people.

The doorman who had never made his presence felt, Li Da Xiong, hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered the courage and stepped forward.

"Aunt Jia, as far as I know, before 1958 your family could receive some grain each year from the countryside."

Everyone knows this: from after 1955 until before 1958 it was mutual aid cooperation, after 1958 it became public ownership, and it was in this year that Jia Zhangshi completely lost her grain source.

Speaking of this, many people remembered.

"Yes, Jia Zhangshi, during the unified purchase and sale of grain coupons in 1953, you insisted you were a rural person with land in the countryside and refused to change your household registration."

"In 1955 you married Qin Huairu, saying she had land, gaining such great advantage that we all envied you."

"Back when the cooperatives were expanding greatly, you couldn't go to work and could only receive a portion of grain; we warned you this wasn't good, don't be greedy for that cheap benefit, but you wouldn't listen."

"Before the commune formation in 1958, when they were separating urban and rural household registrations, you still clung to that bit of grain; many people in the compound and the street urged you to change your rural registration, but you firmly refused to switch to an urban one."

"In other words, all of this is your doing, Jia Zhangshi."

"Qin Huairu wanted to change her household registration, but you suppressed it, so the child's registration ended up rural as well."

"Now that you're in difficulty, who do you blame?"

Qin Huairu wanted to change the household registration, but you kept holding on, and as a result the child's registration also ended up rural.

"Exactly, exactly."

"You've played a good hand terribly."

"Back then Director Wang advised her many times, but she just wouldn't listen."

"Good intentions were treated as if they were donkey's liver and lungs."

The atmosphere Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai had built collapsed instantly, and everyone around was sneering and sarcastic.

You've caused this, leaving a family without food; now is the time to make amends and work hard, yet you keep making excuses for laziness and refuse to work.

Damn it, they really deserve it; even like this they still expect others to help them — do they deserve it?

Jia Zhangshi never expected that besides Liu Shumin, Yang Qing, and Xu Damao, there would still be someone daring to oppose her.

Damn it, you totally deserve it—still expecting others to help you? Do you even deserve that?

"Li Da Xiong, you bastard who brings misfortune to your parents, what business is it of yours, why are you talking back?"

Shouting, she climbed up from the ground and rushed at Li Da Xiong.

"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard."

Li Da Xiong jumped in fright, didn't think twice, and ran toward the Yang couple.

Everyone knows this couple doesn't get along with Jia Zhangshi, and their martial prowess is the peak of Hongxing Street.

His judgment was correct; seeing Jia Zhangshi chase after him, Yang Qing looked at Chen Hong, and Chen Hong understood Yang Qing's meaning.

Dealing with women, he didn't want to strike.

Chen Hong stood up like a wall, blocking Jia Zhangshi's path.

"Aunt Jia, let's reason; we should talk things out properly — you can't resort to force just because you can't win an argument."

Jia Zhangshi, her head buzzing with anger, charged at Chen Hong.

"Get out of my way; I'm going to settle accounts with Li Da Xiong — what's it to you?"

Chen Hong, while reasoning, extended her long hand and pressed down on Jia Zhangshi's forehead.

Then she used a clever twist, making Jia Zhangshi spin in her hand, changing the direction of the charge so she went back where she came from.

Chen Hong also secretly added extra force, making her return to the center of the compound even faster than when she had charged in.

"Jia Dongxu looks after your mom; at this age, why are you still so impulsive?"

"This doesn't look like she's sick at all."

"Could she be faking illness?"

Jia Zhangshi cried out in pain and fell again in the middle of the courtyard.

"Chen Hong, you heartless wretch, you actually hit me."

"Elder, you must stand up for me."

"Chen Hong hit someone — you're just a street office worker; what gives you the right to hit people?"

"You're not letting people live."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing walked over to Jia Dongxu; originally he didn't want to move against Jia Dongxu, since the man was near death, but since Jia Zhangshi tried to use the occasion to smear Chen Hong, he couldn't indulge him.

"Jia Dongxu, are you just going to stand there while your mother spouts nonsense here?"

"I don't want to raise a hand against your mother; mother's debt, son's repayment — let's practice."

Yi Zhonghai jumped in fright; he knew how ruthless Yang Qing could be, so he quickly grabbed Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing, Yang Qing, don't be impulsive; Jia Zhangshi is also dazed with anger."

"I'll make the decision for you."

Then he turned his head to look at Jia Zhangshi.

"Sister-in-law Jia, have you caused enough trouble?"

"If you keep causing trouble here, get lost back to the countryside."

We've told you not to provoke the Yang family, yet you refuse to listen.

And you still want me to wipe your ass for you.

The situation has come to this; their schemes can be said to have completely failed, and continuing will only make everyone despise them more.

It's not like before; formerly they had martial enforcer Sha Zhu and cultural moral paragon Yi Zhonghai.

The situation has become what it is now; their schemes can be said to have completely failed. If they continue to cause trouble, it will only make everyone despise them more.

Things are not as they used to be; before, they had the enforcer Sha Zhu in martial affairs and the moral paragon Yi Zhonghai in literary affairs.

Now they can't beat Yang Qing in a fight, and they can't outtalk Liu Shumin, Yang Qing, and Xu Damao.

Seeing Yang Qing go to beat her precious son, Jia Zhangshi didn't dare to keep causing trouble.

What should we do with our family? Are we still allowed to live?

After what just happened, Liu Shumin's impression of her worsened, and she kept retorting against her.

It turns out your family wasn't in difficulty at all before 1958.

After 1958, we also have our family Sha Zhu's lunchbox and Yang Qing's fixed quota, plus your master's high salary—how could we not support you a bit?

In other words, you now have over one thousand, two thousand yuan at home.

You still come to me crying poverty, saying your family is poor and can't survive—doesn't that mean others can't survive either?

Jia Zhangshi called out.

Yang Qing cheated us out of several hundred.

Yang Qing let out a scoff.

Everyone knows who paid this money.

Just don't spout nonsense there.

Seeing that others had clearly figured her out, Jia Zhangshi became flustered.

That's my pension money; it can't be touched, nobody can touch it.

Clamor……

Good fellow, your money can't be moved, so you're trying to trap us, right?

At this moment, Qin Huairu looked at her mother-in-law in astonishment; her towering image collapsed in her mind with a boom.

It turns out you're nothing special after all.

Regarding this money, you can only deny it, not admit it; once you admit it, you'd go from being a weakling to a deceitful villain.

Yi Zhonghai was also left unable to save face by Jia Zhangshi's maneuver.

How are you cooperating with Liu Shumin, putting him in what position?

The gazes of everyone in the courtyard toward Yi Zhonghai all changed.

Yi Zhonghai felt like a thorn in his back, and hurried to distance himself.

I don't know; Jia Zhangshi said her family is in difficulty and can't survive.

As an elder, I certainly can't just watch them starve to death, right?

Before, I used to give Dong Xu twenty each month.

I have been supporting their family.

If I knew they had that much money, would I still have given this money?