Hu Guilan opened the envelope, took out the money inside and counted it. After confirming that it was correct, she put it back in. She half stuck her body out of the quilt and put the envelope in the drawer of the bedside table.
After shrinking back, she rolled her eyes at Li Ping and said, "You really are rich. You can even forget about 12,000 yuan."
Li Ping ignored her nagging and continued with the previous topic, "Including these, we have over thirty eight hundred in our family. Is it not too much to give one?"
"That's too much! If my parents knew about this, we wouldn't be able to stay in this house anymore."
"You think too much. Even if my parents knew, they wouldn't say anything."
"Why don't you say anything?"
"They have to subsidize my second uncle, eldest uncle, youngest uncle, and youngest aunt. How can they say anything?" Li Ping explained. "And from what I know, Xiaoxu gives at least three times as much as we do to his parents-in-law. The third uncle's should be about the same. If everyone does this, they can't say anything."
"How do you know all this?" Hu Guilan was surprised.
"My silly wife, isn't this obvious? When we were setting up the fan factory, we didn't bring anyone else with us except our family members. Now that we've made so much money, shouldn't we subsidize those who didn't come with us?
Besides, if I could just throw away over 800,000 Hong Kong dollars as a souvenir at home, what does this little subsidy mean to me? "
"Who are you calling stupid?" Hu Guilan was so angry that she pinched him again, "You still haven't told me how you knew what Xiaoxu and Lao San were planning."
"The three of us have discussed this topic before." After replying, Li Ping asked, "Do you agree now?"
Having said that, Hu Guilan had no choice but to agree.
After the matter was discussed, Li Ping started talking about children again.
The next day, Du Hong went to the company to ask for a long vacation, and Zhou Miao did the same.
Li Jiakang took a day off and went straight to Li Jiafu's new house after leaving work.
When they arrived, Li Jiakang didn't see Li Jiafu, so he asked his nephew Li Jianguo, "Jianguo, where is your father?"
Li Jiakang's sudden arrival made Li Jianguo a little confused, "Uncle, why didn't you go to work today?"
"I heard your dad has been very busy lately, so I took some time off to come and see you. Tell me, where has he been?"
Li Jianguo's heart skipped a beat and he stammered, "I don't know. You should ask my mom."
Li Jiakang glared, "If I saw your mother, would I still ask you?"
"My mom might have gone to the bathroom. Uncle, please sit down for a while. I'll ask Wan Yuan to go look for her."
After saying this, Li Jianguo winked at his wife Wan Yuan.
Wan Yuan walked out without saying a word.
Just as she reached the door of the main hall, she heard a voice behind her, "Wanyuan, come back."
Wan Yuan turned around and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"What else? Do you think I can't see that you're going to tip off the police?"
Wan Yuan was so frightened that he almost lost control of his expression, "Uncle, you misunderstood, I..."
Just as he was halfway through his words, Li Jiakang interrupted him, "Wanyuan, I remind you, think before you speak."
Hearing the threat in the words, Wan Yuan could only look at Li Jianguo.
Li Jianguo knew he couldn't avoid this, so he steeled himself and said through gritted teeth, "My dad is at Jianjun's house next door."
After getting the answer, Li Jiakang strode out.
He had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Li Jianguo.
Li Jianguo's face was filled with nervousness, and he whispered, "Uncle, don't tell me that I told you, or my dad will definitely not forgive me."
"Do you think if I don't tell him, he won't know it was you who reported it?"
Seeing that Li Jianguo was becoming more and more panicked, Li Jiakang said angrily, "What are you afraid of? You are the one who takes care of him in his old age. Can he really eat you?"
Li Jianguo said with a sad face, "Maybe it really works."
In order to move to the city, I stabbed my old father in the back.
If the old father knew that he had stabbed him in the back again, it was really hard to imagine what he would do to him.
"With me here, he won't dare. The most you'll get is a few scoldings and a few beatings."
"Then I can't stand it either."
"If you can bear it, let him vent his anger. Uncle will compensate you. After the New Year, you can go into business and Wanyuan will take over my job. I'll give the job to you without asking for a penny."
Judging from Li Jianguo's performance, Li Jiakang could be sure that what Sun Xiu said was true, and Li Jiafu was indeed growing vegetables at home.
In this case, he would have to resign.
Wan Yuan is two years younger than Li Jianguo, and will be 29 years old after the Chinese New Year. Although he is a bit older, with Li Jiakang's face, there will be no problem for him to take over.
Li Jianguo was stunned when such a big pie fell on his head.
Li Jiakang took the opportunity to shake off his hand and continued walking out.
Li Jianguo came to his senses and pulled Wan Yuan to follow.
When he came to the next door, Li Jiakang saw Li Jiafu and his wife sitting in the main room chatting with Li Jianjun and his wife.
Seeing him come in, everyone stood up and came forward to greet him.
Li Jiakang responded one by one, then looked Li Jiafu up and down. After a long while, he said lightly, "Where's the stuff?"
Li Jiafu seemed confused. "What is that?"
"The pot you plant vegetables in."
"Brother, you must be mistaken. I don't have that thing."
"I've already come to your door, and you still want to quibble?"
"Brother, I'm not trying to quibble. I really don't have any. If you don't believe me, go search next door."
Li Jiakang was almost laughing out of anger. The moment he heard that Li Jiafu was at Li Jianjun's house, he understood everything. "You put the basin at Jianjun's house instead of your own house to protect me. Do you really think I don't know?"
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