Chapter 214 How to Prove This (Second Update)

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Chapter 214: 214 How to Prove This (Second Update)"What Su Family’s stuff." Guaizi raised his voice after hearing the two speak, "That’s Xiaofeng’s stuff, and Xiaofeng can handle it however she likes, it’s her business. Guisheng, if you still consider me your elder brother, how about you all calm down a bit, and we live our lives peacefully as a family?" Is it necessary to fight to the death over something that isn’t even yours? "She grew up eating the Su Family’s food, and now she should give something back to the Su Family, isn’t that right?" Su Guisheng was too tired to argue with his elder brother. He turned to Donghua and gestured, "Donghua, tomorrow we go to the county town. Liu An said he knows where Xiaofeng’s factory is, we’ll go straight there tomorrow and find her." Switching to a truck would also do; they would drive the truck back. In any case, Xiaofeng shouldn’t be the only one benefitting if it’s the Su Family’s stuff, naturally, everyone should have a share. "You go and try to find Xiaofeng." Guaizi rarely got angry in front of others, first because there was no need, and second because of his nature. But this time, Guisheng and his wife had really gone too far. The things that originally belonged to Xiaofeng, they had been eyeing them all this time, what were they trying to do: "Xiaofeng was raised by me from a young age, she’s always been in our family, she is my daughter, Guaizi. If you dare to bother Xiaofeng, then don’t you ever consider me your elder brother again." Xiaofeng is his daughter, who can say otherwise, whoever disagrees, he will argue with. "Elder brother, Yuzhu already told me, said that your daughter died after a month, and Xiaofeng was picked up by Yuzhu at the hospital entrance. Elder brother, Xiaofeng is after all a girl, no matter how well you treat her, she’s going to marry someday. I’m different from Guisheng, you may have to rely on Guisheng or my two sons to manage your funeral when you grow old, isn’t that right?" Once a girl is married, who’s going to take care of her family’s matters? Elder brother is truly stubborn, can’t he see that? "Your family still has Pengzi, it’s not your family’s turn." He Ximei snorted coldly. "You expect my elder brother to rely on an idiot who can’t even figure himself out, how can he be expected to figure out matters for my elder brother? Elder brother, think about what we said, and if you’ve figured it out and understood, join us tomorrow morning, and go to the county together to talk to Xiaofeng about this." Having said all this, Su Guisheng was ready to leave. He had made his point very clear, if elder brother still couldn’t understand, then he really was useless. Isn’t the reality clear by now? Elder brother has no sons of his own, and Su Peng is a fool. If elder brother doesn’t rely on his own, then who can he rely on? "No need, even if I end up abandoned in death, I’ll accept it." If old Guaizi really cared about having a son, he wouldn’t have married He Ximei, "Guisheng, a word of advice from your elder brother: learn to be content." "I only know that if it’s our family’s stuff, I have to take it back." Su Guisheng and Ma Donghua left Guaizi’s house and headed home. S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The news that Xiaofeng wasn’t Guaizi’s spread quickly in the village. "I said old Guaizi was so ugly, how could he have produced a beauty like Xiaofeng, turns out she was adopted." "Guaizi’s indeed pitiful, raised her for so many years and she turns out not to be his own, that really stings." "Luo Yuzhu is too cruel to have told Guaizi after so many years." If it were anyone else, how could they accept it. "Xiaofeng has been lucky recently, in my opinion, Guaizi might end up living a better life following Xiaofeng than many of us." "That’s hard to say, everyone has their own destiny." People in the village, some watching the drama, some laughing, some sympathizing, had all sorts of remarks. ... "Xiaofeng, our factory really has its own truck now." Tie Bao was the happiest to hear that the factory had bought a truck. Haha, he could hit the road alone from now on. After some training, his skills weren’t great, but he could definitely navigate the roads on his own. "Tomorrow the seller will deliver it, when they come, have your master come over to help us check, since none of us know much, we need a professional to inspect the truck." "Alright, I’ll go find the master right now and ask him to come tomorrow." Tie Bao jumped around excitedly. From now on, he would also be a truck driver, haha. Early the next morning, the seller drove the truck over, "You must be Miss Su, the truck has been delivered, do you want to inspect it?" "Right here, right here." Tie Bao waved to the person, "I’ve asked my master to come and check, to see how your truck is." Ye Fei got in, tried it out, and felt it was good. He got out of the truck, "Miss Su, this truck is fine, there are no issues." Xiaofeng signed her name, and the other party handed over the vehicle; it became the property of the factory. Tie Bao insisted on trying it out. Ye Fei, left with no choice, watched from the side but inwardly admired Xiaofeng for acquiring a truck so quickly as a woman. Indeed, she was the woman Grandpa had fancied; her pace was distinctly different. "Keke, these are the documents needed by the Provincial City side. Go print them out somewhere and mail them back to them later," "Yes, I’ll go right now." Keke took the documents and left. "Director Su, for this recruitment, our factory has hired eight female workers and two male workers. See the list to decide if we need that many." Hiring so many at once, Director Zhou naturally wanted Xiaofeng to review it. Xiaofeng glanced over it: "Continue hiring. The orders from the Provincial City side are still increasing. Our current staff cannot keep up with our shipping speed." Being manually produced, the speed was naturally slow. To catch up with the shipping speed, more hiring was necessary indeed. Director Zhou posted the recruitment notice outside, and Su Guisheng and his wife approached. After bringing Su Guisheng and his wife over, Liu An hid in a corner. He wanted to see how Xiaofeng would deal with her own uncle and aunt, believing that someone who even schemed against her own uncle and aunt couldn’t be a good person. "Are the two of you here to find jobs?" Director Zhou turned around and saw two people standing in front of him: "Our factory is hiring. Would you like to come and try?" With a snort through his nose, Su Guisheng said, "What job are you hiring for? We are Xiaofeng’s uncle and aunt. Have her come out, we have something to discuss with her." Still hiring, acting all professional as if it were a large factory, but it was just a small workshop making chili sauce. "You’re looking for Director Su." Director Zhou glanced at them: "Director Su is in the office. Come with me inside." Walking into the factory, Su Guisheng scoffed as he observed dozens of workers distinctively busy, mocking the unnecessary hiring as frivolous spending. "Director Su, these two said they are your uncle and your aunt and they’re looking for you; I’ve brought them right in," Director Zhou knocked on the door. With a slight look, Xiaofeng said, "Director Zhou, please take them to the tea shop on the street in front of us to wait for me; I’ll be there in a moment." "Don’t think about fobbing us off, or are you worried about people finding out that you’ve monopolized our old Su Family’s wealth alone?." Ma Donghua certainly wouldn’t leave; it was fine to talk here instead of going to some teahouse: "Of course, we’ve come today not to quarrel, but to discuss things with you." Ma Donghua rattled off, saying Xiaofeng was raised by the Su Family and that she owed them a great debt, one that Xiaofeng must repay. The most direct way naturally was to return to the Su Family the few items left by Su Dada. After listening for a while, Xiaofeng finally caught the crux: it was all about dividing the inheritance. She sat in her chair looking at the two people opposite, "If I remember correctly, from childhood, I haven’t eaten a single grain of rice or had a meal from my uncle’s house. Even if there is a debt, it is to my father. What does this have to do with my uncle?" "Of course it does," Su Guisheng snorted coldly: "Before you were six, weren’t you with your grandma, who took care of you all the time? My mom was your grandma, does that not constitute a debt?" "Yes, grandma did have a debt to me." Indeed, the original owner had lived with her grandmother before she was six: "I will certainly repay my grandmother’s kindness later, but not now." "If grandma was still around, and if she had asked, I would definitely have allotted her something, but grandma is no longer here," Xiaofeng spoke softly, recalling that her grandmother’s treatment of the original owner wasn’t all that kind; it was often either hitting or scolding, merely because the original owner was a girl. No matter what, the grandmother had indeed raised her, and this was a debt of upbringing. "My mother might be gone, but as her youngest son, if you are to repay a debt, I have no problem accepting it," Su Guisheng was somewhat satisfied with Xiaofeng’s recognition of her grandmother’s kindness. Hearing Su Guisheng’s words, Xiaofeng chuckled lightly: "Uncle, let’s not talk about repaying debts. Let’s talk about when grandmother was sick; uncle, you said that you were a son of the second uncle, and whether grandma lived or died, it had nothing to do with you. I remember when grandma and grandpa passed away, uncle didn’t contribute a dime. When grandpa and grandma passed, you said you weren’t their son, but now with something to divide, uncle says he is their son again. So, are you or aren’t you?’ "Bullshit," Su Guisheng stood up, unwilling to listen: "Who said I never contributed money? I did contribute." "How much did you contribute, uncle? Can uncle prove it? If uncle can prove it, I am willing to repay tenfold on behalf of my father," Xiaofeng also didn’t want to bring up her grandparents, as no matter how her grandparents had treated her, they were gone, but some issues needed to be addressed at their roots. "How can such a thing be proven?" Ma Donghua was somewhat troubled, neither she nor anyone else had observed mourning or contributed financially at the time.

Chapter 214 How to Prove This (Second Update)

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