Chapter 173 Let's arrest this kid!
"Zhang Dashun, my foot!" Meng Wanshu couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Zhang Dashun was arrested last night!"
Zhong Chengren's eyes widened again: "Arrested? What heinous thing did that guy do?"
But before Meng Wanshu could answer, she felt something was off: "Speaking of which, you didn't know my mom sells braised food here?"
Meng Wanshu said expressionlessly, "How could I not know? Of course I know."
Zhong Chengren looked at her incredulously: "You know why you didn't tell me? I was almost scared to death, you know that?"
"Say it, say it! What's there to say?" Meng Wanshu's tone was sharp. "I'm so annoyed with your mother! Do you think I'd be willing to mention anything 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 let your mother set up her stall somewhere else? What's the meaning of her blocking our grain and oil station area? Is she deliberately trying to embarrass me?"
Zhong Chengren hesitated for a moment before speaking: "My mother isn't that kind of person..."
"She probably sets up a stall here simply because there are a lot of people here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Wanshu glared at him fiercely.
Zhong Chengren could only quickly coax her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry... I won several tens of dollars last night! That's why I came to pick you up from get off work as soon as I woke up this morning!"
He coaxed Meng Wanshu, "I'll get some more money in a few days and buy you a big gold bracelet, how about that?"
"Isn't my brother good to you?"
Hearing him say that, Meng Wanshu's expression softened a little.
Zhang Chunxue was setting up her stall when a customer who had bought braised pork offal ate it next to her. The customer moved closer to Song Yanshen and whispered, "Your mother's son... your brother, right?"
He lowered his voice even further: "I don't know if your mother knows, but what he does isn't exactly a respectable business!"
He looked around: "I saw him go to that notorious gambling den in our town... You'd better tell your mom to keep an eye on him..."
He rattled off a whole bunch of things, and when he realized Song Yanshen wasn't responding, he couldn't help but nudge him: "Hey! You kid, I'm talking to you!"
Song Yanshen pointed to his mouth and then shook his head.
The customer was dumbfounded when he saw this: "Oh my god, can't you speak properly?"
Upon closer reflection, it seemed that the son of this boss had indeed not said much.
He had previously thought that he was just quiet, but he never expected that he was a little mute.
The man immediately felt a little embarrassed: "Oh, I'm so sorry!"
However, glancing at his watch, he clearly had other things to do and didn't have time to say anything more. He finished the braised pork in a few bites, put down the bowl, and left in a hurry.
After they packed up and went back, Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi were cooking together sweetly in the kitchen when Song Yanshen came in.
He also brought along his personal translator.
Zhang Chunxue saw him and asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Is something the matter, Xiao Shen?"
Song Yanshen nodded.
Zhang Chunxue stopped what she was doing, pulled Song Yanshen aside, and patiently asked, "What happened?"
"Don't worry, have your brother translate for you."
Song Yanshen nodded heavily, and then made several gestures of touching, rubbing, drawing, and playing mahjong tiles.
Unexpectedly, Song Yanzhe had never experienced these things before, and he looked completely bewildered, having no idea what it meant.
Song Xingzhi recognized him, and his expression immediately turned serious: "Playing cards?"
Song Yanshen nodded emphatically again, then made a gesture as if he were taking something out of his pocket and slamming it on the table.
Song Xingzhi then realized: "Gambling?"
Song Yanshen nodded again.
Song Xingzhi and Zhang Chunxue looked at each other in bewilderment.
Zhang Chunxue frowned: "Who gambled? Who told you this?"
Song Yanshen pointed at Zhang Chunxue, then at himself, and made a two-character gesture.
This time, Song Yanzhe understood: "Second Aunt, Xiao Shen said he's your second son."
Zhang Chunxue's expression froze instantly.
Zhong Chengren?
Zhang Chunxue thought to herself, "Zhong Chengren is usually not seen earning money, but before the family split up, he was able to get money to buy Meng Wanshu a gold necklace..."
Looking back now, I think that kid was probably gambling all along!
Zhang Chunxue is truly unbelievable.
That kid really kept it a secret!
Zhang Chunxue had never discovered 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 to gamble.
"Xiao Shen, how did you know about this?" Zhang Chunxue asked, somewhat curious.
Song Yanshen immediately started gesturing again.
The official translator, Song Yanzhe, immediately chimed in, "The customer who ate the braised pork offal... oh, it was one of the customers who ate the braised pork offal today who said he saw him go to the gambling place."
Zhang Chunxue immediately understood. If she hadn't told everyone today that Zhong Chengren was her son, the guest would probably have just thought he was an ordinary gambler.
They only told Song Yanshen about this because of her.
After listening, Zhang Chunxue patted Song Yanshen's head and said, "I understand, Xiaoshen, you did a great job. Go out and play with your brother!"
Seeing the two brothers leave, Zhang Chunxue's brows furrowed tightly.
Song Xingzhi spoke up in a deep voice, "Sister Chunxue, are you worried about him? You need to teach him a lesson about this..."
After all, gambling is no small matter; countless gamblers have lost their families and lives because of it.
Zhang Chunxue gave him a puzzled look: "Why should I lecture him?"
Song Xingzhi: "???"
He was dumbfounded: "Huh? Sister Chunxue, aren't you going to do anything about him?"
"Not only do I not plan to get involved with him, I'm also thinking about how to make that brat get even more involved, so that he'll eventually be arrested by the police and locked up for ten or eight years..."
Song Xingzhi's eyes widened: "Huh?"
Zhang Chunxue turned her head to look at Song Xingzhi: "Xingzhi, don't treat him like my son right now... How should I put it, just treat him like a stranger, or even my enemy."
Having experienced all that in her past life, wouldn't Zhang Chunxue consider her three sons as enemies?
Song Xingzhi did not understand.
But Song Xingzhi did as instructed.
"I see!" He pondered for a moment, "We can find someone to set a trap."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunxue immediately became interested: "How exactly do you plan to set this trap?"
Song Xingzhi coughed lightly: "We'll let him gamble, gamble bigger and bigger, lose all his money, borrow more money, lose it all again... If he can't pay it back in the end, he might take risks and do some bad things, and then we can justifiably arrest him and lock him up for ten or eight years!"
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