Kissed and Seduced By the Most Rough Man in the Village-Chapter 160: Zhang Hanyu’s Friends Get a Harsh Lesson

Jiang Yexun and Su Xiaoxiao turned around to look at the person who had spoken. The appearance of several familiar faces caused their already displeased expressions to darken even further.

"Are you here to vent your frustrations for Zhang Hanyu?" Su Xiaoxiao asked with an impatient expression.

That day, they are the ones who had been accompanying Zhang Hanyu. Apart from helping Zhang Hanyu vent, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t fathom why they would say such foolish things. However, in the next moment, these young wealthy heirs were about to redefine the meaning of stupidity.

"We’re just stating the facts. Only poor people buy domestically made cameras for a little over 200 yuan. Who with money and status doesn’t buy foreign goods?" They spoke with an air of arrogance.

They probably thought they would see the two people in front of them show self-deprecating and embarrassed expressions in response. Little did they know they were about to witness a surprising turn of events.

Hearing these words, Su Xiaoxiao used a dramatic tone to inquire, "I know you’re all children from wealthy families living in the great courtyard, and you’ve had a better life from childhood to adulthood because of the bloodshed and sacrifices of your ancestors and parents. But our great leaders have said that the working people are the most honorable. How can you look down on us like this and mock us in public? Aren’t you just like the pampered offspring of feudal aristocrats? What makes you any different? Can people like you bear the responsibility for our country today without disappointing the sacrifices of our ancestors?"

The young wealthy heirs turned pale in an instant upon hearing these words.

"You’re spouting nonsense!" they retorted anxiously.

"Am I really spouting nonsense? There are many people here; asking around will confirm whether you were looking down on us earlier," Su Xiaoxiao said indignantly, her face flushed red.

"Indeed, you were looking down on the common working people earlier," a voice from a middle-aged man nearby suddenly spoke up.

The tone of his voice carried a clear air of authority, which made the young wealthy heirs tremble in fear.

When they turned to see the familiar figure, their blood froze, and they felt the cold shivers run down their spines.

"Uncle Zhang," they called out softly.

Su Xiaoxiao sweetly and innocently smiled, "Hello, Uncle Zhang! What brings you here?"

"I’m visiting retired military leaders the day after tomorrow, so I came here to see if I could buy some gifts," Zhang Zhiyuan said, his sternness softening, and his tone becoming kinder.

"I heard you saying earlier that you wanted to buy a domestically made camera. Was that intentional?" Zhang Zhiyuan asked with curiosity. They seemed to have a habit of buying foreign goods when it came to significant items, especially at Friendship Store, known for its rare foreign items.

"Yes, I just want to take some photos, and as long as they come out clear, it’s good enough. Besides, our country’s work and manufacturing industries are rapidly developing, so it’s essential for us, the people, to support our own. Moreover, isn’t it a source of pride to use products produced in our own country?" Su Xiaoxiao spoke earnestly, her eyes shining with brilliant light.

"No wonder my father says he gets along well with you. You’re very insightful, and your words make sense," Zhang Zhiyuan said, looking at the young girl with increasing satisfaction.

If his own children could be even half as insightful as Xiao Xiao, he wouldn’t be reluctant to look at them. However, if Jingyou were still here, he would undoubtedly be as rational as Xiaoxiao, with a broader perspective.

"Uncle Zhang, you don’t have to say it like that. I just speak my mind," Su Xiaoxiao smiled somewhat shyly.

"You don’t even need to think about it; it shows that these ideas are already deeply ingrained in you," Zhang Zhiyuan continued to praise generously. He then turned his gaze back to the group of young heirs whose faces had gone from white to black.

"As for what just happened, later I will visit each of your homes and inquire about how your elders have taught you. With your way of thinking, you should truly go and work as an ordinary factory laborer, to better appreciate how hard industrial manufacturing is in our country nowadays," Zhang Zhiyuan stated.

"Uncle Zhang!" They were getting desperate, almost on the verge of tears, but all they could do was cry out in desperation.

The Zhang family’s position within the compound was among the best. If it weren’t for their desire to please Zhang Hanyu, they wouldn’t have dared to say such extreme things just now. Little did they know that not only had they been labeled with such a dangerous reputation but that Uncle Zhang had witnessed their actions as well.

But regardless of how pitiful they appeared, Zhang Zhiyuan was completely unmoved.

In the end, one of the young heirs couldn’t take it anymore and said in disbelief, "Uncle Zhang, don’t let them deceive you. If they really want to support domestic products, why did they come to Friendship Store? They ran to a place that specializes in selling foreign goods and are claiming to support domestic products. Isn’t that hypocritical?"

Zhang Zhiyuan furrowed his brow at the statement.

However, Su Xiaoxiao looked at them with an innocent expression and said, "We rarely visit Beijing, so we wanted to see what Friendship Store has to offer. Is that a problem? Besides, we bought domestically-made cameras, but we can buy foreign washing machines."

Their domestic washing machines were still basic single tub models, while the imported ones already had dual tubs. It took quite a bit of effort to wring the clothes dry with the single-tub machines, so spending a little more to get a dual-tub model made sense.

"You plan to buy a washing machine? Do you have that much money?" The young heirs couldn’t believe it.

Washing machines now cost nearly 2,000 yuan, and they couldn’t fathom how they could afford it.

"Of course, I have plenty of money, and I earned it honestly," Su Xiaoxiao said triumphantly.

She didn’t care that she might be seen as dishonest, as there was no way to prove it. If someone reported her to the police, there would immediately be leaders coming forward to vouch for her.

"You’re lying!" The young heirs retorted, not believing her.

But Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at them and said, "Just because you don’t have the capability, don’t assume everyone else is like you. If you don’t believe it, go report me to the police and see who gets arrested in the end, or who receives a more severe form of education."

Although the young heirs didn’t believe her, they couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t lying.

Zhang Zhiyuan impatiently glanced at these foolish individuals.

"Don’t embarrass yourselves here. Xiaoxiao is a talented comrade. Her affairs are not your business."

The young heirs blushed in embarrassment and hurriedly fled. They went back and kept hoping that Zhang Zhiyuan wouldn’t visit their families.

Unfortunately, it seemed that even the heavens disapproved of them. Their wishes weren’t fulfilled. Zhang Zhiyuan not only exited the Friendship Store but also went to each of their homes to file complaints.

It was unclear what he had told their families, but when he left, they not only received a severe scolding but were also separated and sent to different factories across the country. They started working as ordinary laborers from the lowest level. According to the words of their family elders, they could only return to Beijing once they demonstrated outstanding performance at work. But it was evident that these people would never achieve anything impressive.

In the end, they were abandoned by their families and became one of the common people whom they looked down upon the most. But all of this is another story for another time.