Who on earth leaked the news at this critical juncture?!
After his initial outburst, Su Dazhi silently began to dispel the frustration in his mind.
First of all, it could never be Guan Yumei.
She could only get more of her own money back to her parents' home if the Su family received less of it. Even Guan Yumei, with her pig brain, could understand this simple truth.
It couldn't be Sukin either.
Su Xueshu's attitude towards Su Jin just now was cold and unfamiliar, not at all like how one would treat an informant, and there was no sense of tacit understanding in protecting the same secret.
Moreover, Su Jin also had his eye on the money in his hands, so how could he possibly siphon it off?
Then... Su Yin?
By the way, where did that brat Su Yin run off to again?
He's never home, so it can't be him.
...What about Su Tong?
He's always been quiet and unassuming, so it couldn't possibly be him.
Su Ruyi, even if you gave her a hundred times the courage, she wouldn't dare!
Su Manao is just a little kid, it's even less likely.
Therefore, it can only be Su Zhenzhu!
Su Zhenzhu!!!
Su Dazhi's eyes blazed with fury: "That bitch Su Zhenzhu told you, didn't she?"
Su Xueshu's eyes darted around, but he tried to remain calm: "Don't worry about who said it, I know about it now. This family disaster is all because of you. From now on, you'll have to give half of your salary to the family!"
It really was Su Zhenzhu! Su Dazhi clenched his fists. Hearing his father's demand, he wailed, "Half?! Dad, you might as well just take a knife and kill me! What kind of father are you?"
"You disagree, huh?" Su Xueshu sneered. "Dazhi, your father knows perfectly well how you got your job as a steel mill worker!"
Su Dazhi's face turned pale instantly.
His lips trembled: "Dad, what...what do you mean?!"
"Hmph!"
Su Xueshu stroked his sparsely bearded chin. "I wonder what crime it is to impersonate someone else?"
Su Dazhi's knees buckled, and he knelt down on the ground.
In countless nightmares, he dreamed that someone discovered his impersonation and then took him to be executed.
The nightmare came true?
Who is it?
Who leaked this crucial information?
Only Guan Yumei and Su Jin knew about this in the family.
Guan Yumei, I still considered her a close friend back then.
Su Jin, on the other hand, was old enough to remember things by then, so the truth could no longer be hidden.
If Guan Yumei wasn't insane, she wouldn't have exposed this matter herself.
The same applies to Sujin.
No one would do something that would bring utter disaster to the family, leaving no survivors.
How did Dad find out?!
Su Xueshu said smugly, "Dazhi, don't worry, your father's mouth is very tight!"
"I'll give you half of my salary, right?"
Su Dazhi forced himself to calm down.
This is his own father. His own father wouldn't put him to death; he would only extort and threaten him.
Then, the terms are still negotiable.
"And there's more!"
Su Xueshu said, "Every month, you have to bring me to the city to stay for seven or eight days! You have to make sure I have good food and drink!"
"dad!"
Su Dazhi smiled bitterly, "Look at my house! Look at this state!"
"Is this your home or the Li family's home?"
Su Xueshu dropped another bombshell.
Su Dazhi's face was already ashen, like that of a dead man.
Who exactly knows so much and told his father everything?
This is clearly his enemy; they don't want him to have an easy time!
"Okay! I promise you! Dad, once I've tidied up the house, I'll invite you to stay for seven or eight days every month and cook meat for you every meal, okay?" He compromised.
He had no choice but to compromise; he had no bargaining power left.
"And there's a salary."
As Su Xueshu spoke, he held out his hand, "Give me a month's supply first."
"Dad, can I postpone my salary payment? That bitch Su Zhenzhu swindled me out of three months' salary, and she's already given me an advance. There's still interest on it... I..."
"Give me a month's supply first."
Su Xueshu repeated himself, his hand outstretched in mid-air.
The father and son looked at each other, one confident of victory, the other filled with apprehension.
Su Dazhi compromised again: "Fine, I'll find a pair of scissors!"
He returned to the main room and began searching through the mess.
Su Xueshu handed him half a piece of broken glass: "Use this."
Su Dazhi hesitated for a moment, then took it.
He walked into the main room, turned his back to Su Xueshu, and cut a slit in his underwear.
He held a thick stack of ten-yuan notes inside, still warm from his body heat and emitting an unpleasant odor.
Large tears welled up in Su Dazhi's eyes as he counted money, his eyes brimming with tears as he cried.
He counted three times, and then his eyes widened.
He clearly remembered sewing in nine hundred yuan, so how come there were only seven hundred and twenty yuan left?
How could 180 yuan have mysteriously disappeared?
How is that possible?
Before he could think it through, Su Xueshu had already walked in.
Hearing footsteps, Su Dazhi quickly counted out fifty yuan and handed it to his father: "Dad, here's this month's money, please count it."
Su Xueshu dipped his index finger in his saliva, turned around, and started counting his money with a satisfied smile as he walked out.
In that instant, Su Dazhi felt a surge of murderous intent.
There aren't many people left in Sujiazhuang.
Dajian is dead.
Da Li became a eunuch, and it is said that once he recovers from his injuries, he will have to go to jail.
Both Daxiao and Dade were imprisoned.
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