I Transmigrated as a Scummy Mother-in-Law

What's it like to stand at the top of the food chain overnight? Even if... this food chain is poor and pitiful. Even if... you become a scourge that everyone avoids. Even if... there are all so...

Chapter 213 Question

At this moment, Chief Huang had long forgotten how much he used to despise his wife for being hypocritical when she always wore a smile on her face.

"My husband, I..."

"Stop with the 'you' and 'me'," Chief Huang said impatiently, turning his head away. "At your age, don't you even understand the meaning of 'restraint'?"

"Father," seeing that the clan chief was going too far, Huang Qing quickly changed the subject, "This is not the way home, where are you going?"

"Go home? Did I ever say I was going home?" Chief Huang glanced at his son indifferently. "Remember this: without that butcher Zhang, we wouldn't need to eat hairy pigs. If Lai Zi won't introduce us, we'll build the connections ourselves."

He pointed to the village entrance and said, "Just wait at the village entrance. When those officials come back, you should quickly invite them over. We'll treat them to good wine and food. I don't believe it won't work."

Especially that inspector who swallowed ten taels of silver from him, he can't just take it all and then deny it, can he?

“Father,” Huang Qing looked at the stubborn village chief Huang with a headache, “Since it was Lai Zi who invited them, they must be close to him. No matter how much we try to get close to them, it’s useless.”

He could understand his father's urgency to keep his position, but it was simply impossible.

It's obvious that only our own people would get involved in something like this.

His father is clearly asking for trouble; not only will he fail to build a good relationship, but he'll also make things worse.

These words made Chief Huang fall into deep thought.

He's been so anxious about his position lately, he's been like a cat on a hot tin roof, and he's not as thoughtful as he used to be.

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then let them have nowhere to hide."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to his youngest daughter, "Qini, you and your fifth brother wait here together. If you encounter those yamen runners, pounce on them and shout 'molestation!' I'll take care of everything else for you."

"Father," Huang Qing took a few steps back in horror, his voice trembling as he spoke, "Are you going to abandon my little sister and trade her life's happiness for your future?"

"I haven't even said anything, why are you getting so worked up?" Chief Huang flicked his sleeves unhappily. "What do you mean by abandoning your little sister? Girls all have to get married when they grow up. These guys work in the government office, they're all rolling in money. What, would it be a disservice to your little sister to be with them?"

“Darling,” Huang Qing said, biting his lip. “As far as I know, these constables are in high demand. They are often betrothed as soon as they come of age, and most of them are already married with children.”

“What do you know? I’m doing this for your little sister’s own good,” Old Man Huang thought his son was completely inflexible. “Food and sex are human nature. No man doesn’t want to have two women on each side. Qini is pretty, and she’s dressed up especially for today. With so many women around, it’s inevitable that someone will be tempted. As for wives and concubines, they’re all just empty words. If you can capture a man’s heart, even a concubine can ride roughshod over a wife. Once she gives birth to a son and establishes herself, she won’t have anything to fear.”

“Father,” Huang Qing could hardly believe his ears, “you never used to say things like this.”

Propriety, righteousness, integrity, a sense of shame, loyalty, filial piety, and brotherly love; a wise husband and a virtuous wife are the right path; when choosing a wife, virtue is paramount, when taking a concubine, beauty is paramount; when virtue is upright, the husband is respected; when beauty fades, favor diminishes…

He kept these principles firmly in mind and regarded them as his code of conduct, but his father, who taught him these principles, denied them himself.

He kept saying that concubines were just playthings kept by rich people to be teased at will, but today he personally led his younger sister into this fire pit.

They even kept saying they were doing it for their younger sister's good.

He really wanted to ask his biological father how many faces he had, and which one was the real one.