"Peng Fang, stop making a fuss here. These things were bought by Momo from town a few days ago. The receipts are all here. You can't just say whatever you want!"

Facing Liu Zhi's scolding, Peng Fang simply rolled his eyes.

"None of your business! Liu Zhi, you are standing here talking without any worries. You guys ate so much meat that your stomachs were full, and you didn't even give us a sip of soup. Aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?"

"Peng Fang, with your dog nose, you're always going to dig into shit wherever it's found. If there really was a bite of meat, could you resist?"

That's true.

Thinking back to when the family was divided, Peng Fang made a fuss for several years because Huang Kailin and Yang Xinghua gave the house to the eldest brother's family. She told everyone she met that the old couple were partial, which caused endless gossip.

But she didn't think about it. Although the eldest brother Huang Jianjun got the house, he still had to help the two old people to cultivate several acres of farmland, and also take care of them in their old age. He deserved the house!

Although the second and third sons moved out and lived on their own, both families received resettlement money from their parents.

What's more, in recent years, whenever the two old people had a headache or a fever or were feeling unwell, the second and third sons were stingy and would not spend a penny. But if there was anything good, the two families would run faster than anyone else, for fear that they would miss out.

For someone like Peng Fang, who could gossip for years even if he didn't suffer any loss, if he did suffer any loss, wouldn't he have spread the news to everyone? Facing the villagers' questioning and mocking eyes, Peng Fang immediately took out the things Ling Chuan brought back from Jiang City and talked about them.

"Six bottles of Wuliangye, six cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes, and those candies, cakes, and supplements. There are so many good things. Look at these broken things brought to my house. They are not even worth a bottle of Wuliangye. We are all uncles and aunts. Why can we only get these cheap things when the old family has so many good things? Cheap things are fine, but they are fake. You are going too far. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will not let you off!"

Peng Fang's words were like cold water dropped into a frying pan, and all the surrounding villagers were boiling with excitement.

"Oh my god, did I hear it right? The cigarettes and alcohol that the Huang family's grandson-in-law brought were actually Wuliliang and Soft Zhonghua?"

"Giving such good things to Jianjun's family, but giving Fenjiu and Hongshuangxi to others is really wrong. They are all uncles, so there is a world of difference between them."

Yun Mo had a tense face and she wished she could go up and tear Peng Fang's mouth apart.

For the people in Xiacun, whose average annual income is less than 200 yuan, high-end products such as Wuliliang and Soft Zhonghua, which they have only heard of in rumors, bring an impact and shock no less than a bomb.

Money can move people's hearts.

In the countryside at that time, many people couldn’t even get enough food to eat. It would be strange if the Huang family didn’t attract attention since they had so many valuable things.

One can imagine how angry Yun Mo was.

Just as Yun Mo was racking her brains, thinking about how to resolve and reduce the villagers' attention on this matter, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Peng Fang suddenly changed the subject and started to ridicule Liu Zhi.

"But it's a pity that some people may end up with nothing. They can't even afford to buy the real Fenjiu for 20 yuan, so how can they afford to buy the real Wuliangye for hundreds of yuan a box?"

It is true... it is timely rain after a long drought.

Yun Mo took the opportunity to pretend to be guilty, "Second Aunt, don't talk nonsense, how could we buy fake cigarettes and fake alcohol."

Peng Fang put her hands on her hips and said, "Then why don't you take those things out and let everyone see them."

"Second sister-in-law, I can take those things out for everyone to examine, but if they turn out to be real, will you say something?"

Huang Zhiqiu had heard a lot of gossip in her life and had long since developed a calm mind, but she really could not tolerate Peng Fang's slander and defamation of her daughter.

"good!"

Huang Zhiqiu turned around and was about to go home to get something, but was stopped by Yun Mo.

"Mom, forget it."

Huang Zhiqiu looked at his daughter hesitantly and puzzledly, "Momo?"

Yun Mo deliberately hesitated and looked very panicked. "Anyway, those cigarettes and alcohol are real. Just believe me. There's no need to show them to outsiders. Outsiders can say whatever they want. We won't lose a piece of meat."

"Momo, you are right."

Huang Zhiqiu was stunned for a long time before he forced a smile.

Yun Mo felt a little guilty, but more touched.

Although Huang Zhiqiu appears gentle and kind on the surface, he is actually a very principled person with a strong sense of right and wrong.

She could deeply feel that at this moment, Huang Zhiqiu abandoned his principles for her and chose to stand behind her unconditionally, even though he knew she had done something wrong.

As Yun Mo's little fan, Huang Qingning would not sit idly by and watch Peng Fang bully her idol and teacher. She responded with a crackling sound like setting off firecrackers:

"Second Aunt, my cousin didn't do anything to provoke you, so why do you always dislike her? My cousin got 643 points in the final exam, but you insisted that she was bragging. Now you say that the cigarettes and alcohol my cousin brought back are fake, and you even invited so many people to watch the fun. Those who know about it would treat you as a relative, but those who don't would think that my cousin is an enemy who dug up your ancestral graves!"

Huang Yu also echoed his sister, "Second Aunt, your Huang Zhao must have made a lot of money this year. You have money in the bank but you don't pay back the 200 yuan you owe Momo. Momo has said that to you, right?

Momo treats you as an elder and respects you, but you, what's the matter that can't be discussed behind closed doors as a family? You have to make it known to the whole village. Do you feel guilty?"

What? Peng Fang still owes her niece 200 yuan? The villagers watching were shocked, and their eyes were full of colorful expressions.

Someone who was curious deliberately shouted loudly: "Peng Fang, didn't you brag a few days ago that your Huang Zhao made 300 to 400 yuan this year, plus your niece's 200 yuan, and there is still some left."

"That's right. If you borrow money, you must pay it back. It's not difficult to borrow again. People who don't pay back their debts are likely to be struck by lightning."

Peng Fang spat back, "Who won't pay back the money? She said so herself, asking me to pay back 5 yuan a month. Yun Mo, tell everyone, is that what you said?"

Yun Mo said aggrievedly, "Second Aunt, I said this, but I also told you that running a bamboo weaving factory is very expensive, and I'm really short of money. I want you to pay me back as soon as possible.

You're crying poor and saying your family has no money, but I can't force you to sell everything you have to pay off your debts, so I've come up with a compromise of paying back 5 yuan a month."

What I meant was that you clearly had the money to pay back, but you lied to me and said you had no money. I gave you a break for the sake of our relationship, but you treated me like a fool and played with me.

Now, the villagers looked at Peng Fang with even more disgust and contempt.

Seeing that he was not in the right, Peng Fang simply started to act shameless, "Let's talk about the money later. Today I came to talk to you about the fake wine! Real gold is not afraid of fire. If you have no guilty conscience, take out the Wuliangye and Zhonghua cigarettes you brought back for everyone to check. Otherwise, there must be something wrong with those things."

(End of this chapter)