Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 290: Jiang Xingye Upholds Justice

"They actually plan to sell Daicao and Xiaocao."

Xu Qinghuan originally didn’t intend to treat Zhao Hongbing’s illness. The five hundred yuan was meant to appease Liu Zhenzhu, as she thought his family certainly wouldn’t be able to produce five hundred yuan.

But she ultimately didn’t think it through. If Liu Zhenzhu were to sell Daicao and Xiaocao, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Liu Zhenzhu wasn’t stupid either. She slapped Kong Lijuan across the face, "You bitch, when did my Hongbing ever say such a thing?"

Kong Lijuan wouldn’t let herself be hit. She dodged and gave her a hard push, causing Liu Zhenzhu to fall to the ground. She was lucky not to be seriously hurt this time.

The two nearly fought again.

Jiang Xingye said, "Jiang Youliang, don’t even think about the furniture factory. I won’t let you in."

Jiang Youliang had once learned woodworking from his previous wife’s brother. It was during this time that he and his previous wife grew fond of each other.

Who knew, she was not lucky, having two daughters and eventually losing her life to hardship.

Now he’s still trying to use the skills learned from his previous brother-in-law to earn money to support his stepson and then let the stepson bully the daughters of his former wife.

Does any fairness exist in this world?

"Why won’t you let my Youliang work there?" Liu Zhenzhu was truly infuriated. Not treating her son’s illness and not letting her husband into the furniture factory was bullying.

"Earn money, but not to support people from Shangjiang Team!"

Jiang Xingye was good at pulling strings. His words did indeed resonate with many people’s empathy.

Additionally, Jiang Daicao and Jiang Xiaocao started crying in the crowd, drawing everyone’s attention. The sixteen-year-old girl, dressed in rags, while her hair was neatly groomed, hugged her sister tightly as tears streamed down her face.

Jiang Xiaocao also wore clothes patched upon patches.

Both were emaciated, as thin as paper, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

No one could look and not feel sorrow.

And then there was Liu Zhenzhu, visibly plump. Her clothes weren’t new, but at least they weren’t patched — they were rare good quality.

"Such injustice, with the stepmother comes the stepfather."

"Ain’t that the truth? If their real mother were alive to see her two children like this, she’d be heartbroken!"

"You could only say that Jiang Youliang isn’t a good person, cherishing others’ children like treasure, treating his own like weeds. Why wouldn’t he face retribution in the end!"

"Hoping Zhao Hongbing to provide for him in old age is laughable — what a beautiful dream! Can’t even count on the ones you raise yourself, let alone rely on someone else’s."

The discussion was lively. Jiang Youliang, having no son of his own, was regularly dominated by Liu Zhenzhu and dismissed the two girls, living a shameful life, with everyone looking down on him, unafraid to offend him.

Jiang Youliang looked at his two children, uncertain of his thoughts. The children looked back at him and soon lowered their heads.

Jiang Daicao, with Jiang Xiaocao, suddenly rushed to Jiang Xingye, "Brother Xiaowu, can I work in the furniture factory? Even doing chores would be fine. I want to take care of my sister."

Winter was coming fast, and they had no warm clothes. Since Liu Zhenzhu entered, they could only eat once a day at most, and when hunger kept them awake, they could only drink water desperately.

She wanted so badly for her sister to have a full meal.

"Sure, the factory indeed lacks someone for chores. You can go in if you want!" Jiang Xingye said.

Liu Zhenzhu became furious, "Why let her in and not her father? Is the factory yours alone?"

"The factory isn’t mine alone; it belongs to Shangjiang Team, with surnames Jiang, Dong, Hu, Sun, and Du... but never Zhao. How could you, a Zhao, think of controlling our factory?"

Jiang Xingye listed off the major and minor surnames, inflating the pride of the team members, while simultaneously inciting repulsion towards Liu Zhenzhu.

"Why wouldn’t I be a Jiang? My husband’s surname is Jiang. Why can’t I take charge?" Liu Zhenzhu argued.

"Your husband is a Jiang, but do your two sons also carry the Jiang name? Are they Jiang Family’s descendants? Liu Zhenzhu, stop your rudeness and shamelessness;

If you enter this family, be a good stepmother, treat your own and Daicao and Xiaocao equally, and we won’t say anything. But don’t think we are blind to your immoral deeds!"

The production team repelled Liu Zhenzhu not only because of her treatment of Daicao and Xiaocao but also because everyone witnessed Zhao Hongbing bullying Daicao.

Not pointing it out explicit was to protect the child Daicao, not to suggest ignorance.

Liu Zhenzhu understood, slapped her thigh, crying, "Oh, of course, I know what you’re all about. Aren’t you talking about Hongbing and Daicao? Not even genuine siblings. What’s wrong with making her Hongbing’s wife?"

Jiang Daicao newly found a job, felt hopeful about life, but hearing this, her young face turned pale as she released Xiaocao, crying, and ran toward the river.

Jiang Xingye caught up with her in a few steps, pulling her back, "What are you crying and running for? Is what she says always true?"

All Shangjiang Team’s Jiang households more or less traced back to a common ancestor, some within the five generations, some beyond.

Jiang Youliang and Jiang Baohua were brothers within five generations, but when it came to Jiang Xingye and Jiang Daicao, it had passed five generations.

At this time, some Jiang Family members were itching to tear Liu Zhenzhu apart.

Jiang Xingye brought Jiang Daicao over, pointing at Jiang Youliang, "Jiang Youliang, speak up — will you drive Zhao Hongbing and the brothers away, or leave with Liu Zhenzhu and them yourself?"

"Drive us away, for what?" Liu Zhenzhu had already broken ties with her ex-husband’s family. Where would they go?

"On what grounds? Just based on your earlier words." Jiang Xingye called out, "Everyone, speak up for fairness!"

"Drive them away! Jiang Family isn’t extinct, don’t think we’re easy to bully?"

"Right, drive them away! This woman is wicked-hearted, keeping them would leave Daicao and Xiaocao in misery."

"Jiang Youliang, you are such a coward — unable to have sons, raising someone else’s sons, what’s that supposed to mean?"

"That woman wasn’t infertile before, why could she give birth for the previous man and not for Youliang? Don’t want to birth, then get out!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Anytime, as long as it doesn’t involve killing, clan rules often outweigh laws in the countryside.

Liu Zhenzhu couldn’t deal with the Jiang clan members but could with Jiang Youliang. She lunged at him, beating him, "You useless thing, what did you say back then? You said you’d treat us well; you’d treat my son like your own son.

Now you speak up! Speak!"

Jiang Youliang’s face and neck were clawed, streaks of blood, pain finally awakened his awareness. He threw Liu Zhenzhu to the ground, "You shrew, what do you want to do?

Do you dare sell Daicao and Xiaocao?"

"You said it, you said if Hongbing and Hongguo have no money for wives one day, you’d sell Daicao and Xiaocao!"