"Zhang Dashun!" Meng Wanshu rolled her eyes. "Zhang Dashun was arrested last night!"
Zhong Chengren's eyes widened again: "He was arrested? What evil thing did that guy do?"
But before Meng Wanshu could answer, he felt something was wrong: "Speaking of which, my mother sells braised food here, and you didn't know?"
Meng Wanshu had a blank expression on her face: "How could I not know? Of course I know."
Zhong Chengren immediately looked at her in disbelief: "You knew you didn't tell me? I was almost scared to death just now, you know?"
"Talk, talk, talk! What are you talking about?" Meng Wanshu's tone was very aggressive. "I'm so fed up with your mother! Do you think I'd be willing to talk about her?"
Zhong Chengren was speechless.
But Meng Wanshu seemed to have found an outlet for her anger, and she started yelling at Zhong Chengfa, "Can't you ask your mother to set up her stall somewhere else? What's her intention by blocking our grain and oil station? Is she trying to embarrass me?"
Zhong Chengren hesitated for a moment before speaking: "My mother is not that kind of person..."
"She set up a stall here, probably simply because there are so many people here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Wanshu gave him a fierce look.
Zhong Chengren had no choice but to quickly coax her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry... I won dozens of dollars last night! I came to pick you up from get off work as soon as I woke up today!"
He coaxed Meng Wanshu: "When I get some more money in a few days, I'll buy you a big gold bracelet, how about that?"
"Brother treats you well?"
After hearing what he said, Meng Wanshu's expression relaxed a little.
Zhang Chunxue was setting up her stall when a customer who had bought some braised pork was eating nearby. He then moved over to Song Yanshen and whispered, "Your mother's son... that's your brother, right?"
He lowered his voice even more: "I don't know if your mother knows, but what he does is not a legitimate business!"
He looked around and said, "I saw him go to that famous gambling place in our town before... You have to talk to your mother and tell her to be careful..."
He mumbled a lot, and when he saw that Song Yanshen didn't answer, he couldn't help but push him: "Hey! You kid, I'm talking to you!"
Song Yanshen pointed to his mouth and shook his head.
The customer was stunned when he saw this: "Oh my god, you can't speak?"
When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that the son of Boss Zhang really didn't speak much.
He had thought that he was simply quiet, but he didn't expect that he was actually a little mute.
This person suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Oh, I'm so sorry!"
But after looking at the watch on his wrist, he obviously had something else to do. Without saying anything else, he finished the braised pork in a few bites, put down the bowl and left in a hurry.
When they returned home after closing the stall, Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi were cooking sweetly together in the kitchen when Song Yanshen came in.
He also did not forget to bring his own personal translator.
Zhang Chunxue was a little surprised when she saw him: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong, Xiao Shen?"
Song Yanshen nodded.
Zhang Chunxue stopped what she was doing, pulled Song Yanshen aside, and asked patiently, "What happened?"
"Don't worry, let your brother translate for you."
Song Yanshen nodded heavily, and then made several gestures of touching mahjong, rubbing mahjong, touching cards, and playing cards.
Unexpectedly, Song Yanze had never experienced these things. He was confused and had no idea what it meant.
Song Xingzhi, however, recognized him and his expression suddenly became serious: "Playing cards?"
Song Yanshen nodded heavily again, then made a gesture of taking something out of his pocket and slapping it on the table.
Song Xingzhi reacted again: "Gambling?"
Song Yanshen nodded again.
Song Xingzhi and Zhang Chunxue looked at each other.
Zhang Chunxue frowned. "Who gambled? Who told you this?"
Song Yanshen pointed at Zhang Chunxue, then pointed at himself, and made the number two.
This time Song Yanze understood: "Second Aunt, Xiao Shen said he is your second son."
Zhang Chunxue's expression froze instantly.
Zhong Chengren?
Zhang Chunxue thought, this guy Zhong Chengren usually doesn't make money, but before the family split up, he was able to get money to buy Meng Wanshu a gold necklace...
Now that I think about it, this guy might have been gambling for a long time!
Zhang Chunxue is really a little unbelievable.
This guy is really good at hiding it!
Zhang Chunxue had never noticed this in her previous life, but after the reform and opening up, Zhong Chengren went into business and made a lot of money, so she never thought that he actually liked gambling.
"Xiao Shen, how do you know about this?" Zhang Chunxue was a little curious about this question.
Song Yanshen immediately started gesturing again.
The royal translator, Song Yanze, immediately spoke up, "A customer eating braised pork... Oh, it was a customer eating braised pork today who said he saw him gambling."
Zhang Chunxue understood immediately. If she hadn't told everyone today that Zhong Chengren was her son, the customer would probably have just thought he was an ordinary gambler.
He told Song Yanshen about this just for her sake.
After listening to this, Zhang Chunxue patted Song Yanshen's head and said, "I see, Xiaoshen, you did a great job. Go out and play with your brother!"
Seeing the two brothers leave, Zhang Chunxue frowned tightly.
Song Xingzhi said in a deep voice, "Sister Chunxue, are you worried about him? You have to teach him a lesson about this matter..."
After all, gambling is not a small problem. I don’t know how many gamblers have lost their families and lives because of it.
Zhang Chunxue gave him a puzzled look and asked, "Why should I educate him?"
Song Xingzhi: “???”
He was dumbfounded. "Ah? Sister Haruyuki, you're not going to take care of him?"
"Not only am I not going to bother with him, I'm also wondering if there's any way to get that bastard into deeper trouble, so he ends up getting arrested by the police and imprisoned for ten or eight years..."
Song Xingzhi's eyes widened: "Huh?"
Zhang Chunxue turned her head and looked at Song Xingzhi: "Xingzhi, don't treat him as my son now... How should I put it, just treat him as a stranger, or even my enemy."
After what happened in her previous life, didn’t Zhang Chunxue regard these three sons as enemies?
Song Xingzhi didn't understand.
But Song Xingzhi did as he was told.
"Is that so?" He pondered for a moment, "We can find someone to set a trap."
Zhang Chunxue was immediately interested when she heard this: "How does this trap work?"
Song Xingzhi coughed lightly. "Just let him gamble, and then he'll lose all his money. Then he'll borrow money, and lose it all again... If he can't pay it back in the end, he might take risks and do something bad. Then we can just arrest him and lock him up for ten or eight years!"
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