"What kind of money is it? How much is it? Where is it located? Who can prove that it was money you saved up, and not stolen money that Wang Dahai embezzled? Who can prove that you put it there...?"

After a series of questions from the police, Qin Hongxiang was dumbfounded.

It's completely inexplicable! This money is probably gone forever.

Seeing Qin Hongxiang pounding her chest in frustration, Qian Jiangang advised, "Alright, sister-in-law. Let's think about how to get out as soon as possible. As for money, it's just an external thing. You're safe now, you can earn it back later."

"Pah! Qian Jiangang, this money isn't yours. Of course you'll say that. It's over a thousand yuan! And..." She suddenly stopped, wiping away her tears, "Unless you find a way to compensate me..."

"Where would I get that much money?" Qian Jiangang could hardly believe his ears.

"Yes, you have it. Lai Di has... betrothal money and dowry money, she has more than 1,300 yuan!"

"Sister-in-law!"

This time, he was genuinely angry.

Isn't Qin Hongxiang forcing herself to kick a steel plate?

Knowing full well that he had given all the money to Qian Lai in front of the leaders and the public, how could he get it back?

In an instant, I felt that no one in the world truly cared about me; they all treated me as a "tool" in the power struggles within the household.

snort!

He turned his head and left the police station with a dark expression.

Qian Dong followed his second uncle back to the family compound, and along the way, he was greeted by acquaintances.

"Old Qian, have you heard? Last night, some fugitives were caught by the police in the abandoned workshop behind us. I heard they had been living there for quite a while."

"Yes! You're saying those desperados are incredibly audacious. What decent person would dare go to that place?"

"I heard they seized a lot of treasures on the spot!"

Qian Jiangang felt something was wrong as he listened. Oh no!

He slapped his thigh and dashed towards the abandoned workshop behind him like a rocket.

On the other hand, Liu Huiru went straight to the hospital after getting off work, all smiles.

"Lai Lai, Lai Lai, guess what..." She finished telling the whole story she'd heard about Qin Hongxiang and Fatty Wang in one breath. She felt the pent-up anger she'd been holding in for years finally being released.

"It's true that evil people get their just desserts. The timing is perfect. Now, let's see if your foolish father will still favor the eldest son's family. Maybe all the money we've been tightening our belts for the past few years has gone to Qin Hongxiang and Fatty Wang."

Thinking of this, a cloud of worry appeared on her face again.

Qian Lai was secretly pleased. Today, she took stock of all her gains from yesterday.

A priceless gem.

Qin Hongxiang's box contained over 1,300 yuan in cash, plus ten jin of grain coupons, five jin of oil coupons, a Shanghai brand watch, and an emerald necklace. These were probably gifts from Fat Old Wang.

And the pair of silver bracelets that Liu Huiru couldn't find even after cursing and complaining for a couple of years ago were actually stolen by her.

The two packages that Qian Jiangang hid were even more impressive.

Three thousand five hundred yuan in cash, ten small yellow croakers, an old British pocket watch, and various gold and silver jewelry.

This was all ill-gotten gains that Qian Jiangang had plundered from the old factory director's home when he was chairman of the Reform Commission.

The old factory director and his wife, despite their illnesses, were sent to the countryside due to the impact of the major reforms. They passed away soon after.

Their only son has long since gone overseas and his whereabouts remain unknown.

"Mom, something good is going to happen in a couple of days." Qian Lai smiled and squeezed Liu Huiru's hand.

"Really? What good news is it?"

"Knock knock knock"... Before there was a reply, there was a rapid knocking on the door.