He Wenjie's words left Yi Zhonghai utterly speechless and secretly furious. *Damn it, my old lady has been helping you look after your kids all this time! Even if you don't want to donate money, considering your relationship with the Jia family, I wouldn't say anything. But with you disrupting things like this, how am I supposed to raise funds for the Jia family? If we can't raise the money, won't I have to use my own money to subsidize the Jia family? The crucial thing is that everything you say makes so much sense that I can't even find a loophole to argue against you. Damn it, these educated people have truly black hearts, bullying me for lacking education and having poorer eloquence than you, right?*
Just as Yi Zhonghai was racking his brain for a countermeasure, He Wenjie continued, "I suddenly remembered that when Jia Dongxu and his father died, the factory gave quite a bit of compensation. Even if some of it has been spent, the Jia family must have at least three to four hundred yuan saved. First Master is the highest-paid person in our courtyard, earning ninety-nine yuan a month, but look at how frail First Aunt is. Now look at Jia Zhangshi—all flushed and plump, she hardly looks like someone who isn't getting enough to eat."
Hearing He Wenjie call her plump, Jia Zhangshi instantly flared up with rage. Feeling as though her weak spot had been hit, she waved her fists and cursed loudly as she charged toward He Wenjie. Seeing Jia Zhangshi coming at him, He Wenjie wore…
Chapter 121