Jiang Shuyun sat with her third grandfather and the other older men, but without lingering, she went straight back to the old house.
He has made his meaning very clear upon returning this time.
If some people still can't see it clearly, then there's nothing he can do.
Jiangjia Village has the Jiang Clan Ancestral Hall and his parents, so it's impossible for him not to come back. However, it's also impossible for him to unconditionally support his clan in the future.
The money in the house was also earned by An through hard work.
"Clan leader, will our Jiang clan be unable to benefit from Shuyun's influence in the future?"
"How else do you want to benefit from this? Didn't Shuyun's wife teach you to grow the watermelons? Didn't you sell the vegetables to the vegetable shops in the county town?"
Third Grandfather didn't get angry. He wanted to take this opportunity to show the clansmen the consequences of being greedy.
"Isn't that what we earned through hard work farming? Shuyun's family owns a estate and shops, and they also have profitable businesses in the prefectural city. Why can't they take better care of their fellow clansmen?"
"Is that what you all think?"
Third Grandfather looked up at the clansmen gathered around him, wondering if the Jiang family were all ingrates.
“Chieftain, we don’t have any. It’s because of Shuyun and his wife that we have a surplus every year, so that our children can eat their fill, learn to read, and go to the city to work as shop assistants and earn money.”
"That's right, how many people in our clan work at Shuyun's estate and shops?"
The annual salary was substantial, plus bonuses, and the family members even sent their children to school.
"Chieftain, don't listen to those people's nonsense. They don't work and expect to get something for nothing. They're dreaming."
"It's not about waiting for a windfall, it's about wanting Shuyun to throw money at him."
...
The troublemakers were speechless, their faces turning red with embarrassment.
Third Grandfather felt a little better. Fortunately, not all clansmen were ungrateful; they were just a few.
"Did you hear that? There are so many people in our Jiang clan, why are only a few of you harboring resentment and unaware of gratitude?"
“We don’t have that. Aren’t we struggling? They’re so rich. A little bit of money between their fingers would be more than we could ever spend.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was bombarded with criticism by everyone.
"Jiang Laolai, do you really think that just because you're called Laolai, you can actually be a Laolai?"
So what if someone has money? Does having money mean they have to spend it on you?
Your whole family is so lazy, you're practically maggots. You don't do any work, all you do is expect others to give you handouts.
"What a shameless face! People like you don't deserve to be members of the Jiang clan; you should be expelled from the clan."
Jiang Mian stepped forward and spoke, silencing everyone.
This is the clan chief's youngest son, who has always been the most tough guy in the area.
If it weren't for his wife's poor communication skills and his concern for her, he would have gone out to make his own way in the world long ago.
“You’re a shopkeeper in the prefectural city now, making a lot of money, of course you should be content.”
Jiang Laolai spoke softly, afraid that Jiang Mian would beat him up.
When Jiang Mian's wife returned home for the Spring Festival this year, she was wearing a silver hairpin, silver earrings, and a silver bracelet.
Her clothes were made of fine cotton, and her demeanor was just like that of the matriarch of a landlord's family in town.
Everyone was curious about how much money Jiang Mian earned in the prefectural city to buy his wife this outfit.
Later they learned that it was a New Year's gift from Jiang Shuyun's wife.
Not only his wife has one, but all three of his children do too.
How can everyone not go crazy?
"So what? I earned it through my own abilities."
Ask any of the villagers who went out to work; who hasn't earned any money, and who's just sitting at home waiting for others to help them out?
People like you only bring shame to the clan, yet you have the nerve to make such unreasonable demands.
Jiang Mian pointed to the families causing trouble one by one, saying, "One rotten fish spoils the whole pot of soup."
"That's right, we are all grateful to Shuyun's family."
“Chief, people like them should be expelled from the clan.”
"Yes, leaving the clan would bring shame to the clan."
"Leave the clan!"
...
The families were terrified; they had only wanted to gain some benefits and hadn't intended to provoke public outrage.
After being expelled from the clan, how will they continue to live in Jiangjia Village?
"Chief, we were wrong. We were blinded by lard. We deserve to die."
"Chieftain, you cannot leave the clan!"
Jiang Laolai knelt down with a thud, and the others followed suit.
They kept saying they were wrong and that they would never do it again.
"Now you know you were wrong. What were you thinking back then? You thought you could control Shuyun's family by causing trouble."
dream!"
Third Grandfather stood up, looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and then looked around at the people standing all around.
Although they didn't say anything, they weren't the only ones with this idea.
A small favor is appreciated, but an excessive one breeds resentment!
He couldn't let the Jiang clan members have such thoughts, otherwise, there would truly be a rift between them.
"Shuyun was a Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) in two separate examinations. Even though he didn't become an official, his status was still much higher than yours."
You think that just because you are members of the Jiang clan, you have the right to manipulate others.
Naive, daydreaming!
Putting aside everything else, among all the people present, how many were within five degrees of kinship with Jiang Xin's family?
"I'm the clan leader of the closest branch to them, and I haven't said anything, yet you all jump out to cause trouble. Isn't that a joke?"
The third grandfather pounded the ground hard with his cane. Jiang Xin's branch of the family was small, and he and Jiang Xin's father were cousins separated by a generation.
The clan chief's words were like a blow to the head, waking everyone up.
Everyone looked at each other; they and Jiang Xin's branch had basically all moved beyond the fifth degree of kinship.
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