Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!

Chapter 322 - 320: Caught Red-Handed? No, This Is Mutual Help and Friendship!

"Can’t be controlled?"

Zhao Jian Country seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

He rushed to the metal box holding the money in just a few steps, his hands trembling.

This was evidence.

As long as the box was opened, and it was full of money, even if Lin Wan Yi had ten mouths, she couldn’t explain it away.

"Director Wang! Look carefully!"

Zhao Jian Country shouted, prying his fingers into the lid, and yanked it open fiercely.

"Clatter!"

The box was opened.

Everyone craned their necks.

No big camaraderie.

No coins.

Just a pile of colorful notes and a few boiled... red-skinned eggs?

Zhao Jian Country was dumbfounded.

He turned the box upside down and shook it vigorously.

Aside from the eggshells, there wasn’t a single penny or coin.

"Where’s the money?" Zhao Jian Country’s eyes were about to pop out as he turned to roar at Lin Wan Yi, "Where did you hide the money? What about the money for buying clothes?"

Lin Wan Yi put down the tea mug and stood up slowly.

She walked to the stone table and pulled a crumpled notebook from under the pile of cloth.

"Bang!"

She slammed the notebook in front of Director Wang.

"Director Wang, is it? Can you read? See for yourself."

Director Wang, face darkened, picked up the notebook.

This wasn’t an account book.

It was merely running logs.

The first page read: Sister in law Liu, tailoring for three hours, exchanged for five eggs.

The second page read: Zhang Family’s Sister, washed ten pounds of duck feathers, exchanged for one old hen (in advance).

The third page: Li Family’s Sister in law, sewed five pieces, exchanged for half a pound of meat tickets.

Flipping to the end, it was all similar records.

No "yuan," no "jiao," just eggs, meat tickets, and cornmeal.

Director Wang’s brows furrowed tight.

"What does this mean?" He shook the notebook.

"This is called mutual aid."

Lin Wan Yi pointed to the trembling military wives in the courtyard.

"These sisters, their men are in the army bleeding and sweating, defending the country. They’re at home with children, life is tight."

"My family is a bit better off, so I bring out some eggs and meat to ask these sisters to help with some sewing, to improve everyone’s meals."

Lin Wan Yi stepped forward, staring down Director Wang.

"Director Wang, is it speculative profiteering when neighbors help each other, exchanging eggs for labor?"

"Is this capitalist restoration?"

"Do military wives have to go hungry to be considered honorable?"

With these accusations, cold sweat broke out on Director Wang’s forehead.

In these times, who dared to deny military families food?

That would be a political mistake!

Zhao Jian Country was anxious.

He jumped, pointing at the pile of down jackets: "You’re talking nonsense! What about the clothes you sold to students? That was for money!"

"That was contract work."

Lin Wan Yi replied flawlessly.

"The students provided the fabric and the duck feathers themselves. I charged a bit for manual labor, turned it into eggs, and shared them with the sisters who did the work."

"Not a penny went into my pocket, it all went into everyone’s stomachs."

She turned to look at Sister in law Liu.

"Sister in law Liu, did I ever give you money?"

Sister in law Liu had finally grasped the situation.

This wasn’t a raid on an illegal den, this was about to ruin everyone’s livelihood!

If Lin Wan Yi was arrested, who would she ask for next week’s pork belly?

"Wah—"

Sister in law Liu sat on the ground, pounding her thighs as she started to cry.

"Didn’t give any money! Really didn’t give any money!"

"My man broke a leg, there’s no food at home, the three kids are crying with hunger. Without the chicken Wanyi gave, we would have starved to death!"

With her shout, the emotions of the other military wives were stirred.

Zhang Family’s Sister, wiping her eyes, stood up as well.

"Director Wang, come see my home, the rice jar is empty. We just want to earn our keep through labor, is that illegal?"

"Yeah! Are we supposed to live on the northwest wind?"

"The revolutionary committee doesn’t catch the bad guys, instead, they’re bullying us military families, is there any shame?"

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with cries.

A dozen or so military wives surrounded Director Wang and the red-armed bands, spraying them with spit.

Director Wang had a headache from all the noise.

He looked at the group of military wives in their ragged clothes, faces pale from malnutrition, then at the "egg ledger" in his hand.

This issue... couldn’t be resolved.

Arrest?

Arrest who?

Take all these military families away?

By tomorrow, the military region would tear down the revolutionary committee’s gates!

Director Wang gave Zhao Jian a fierce glare.

"This is the so-called illegal den? This is the so-called large transaction?"

Zhao Jian Country panicked.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, stammering out, "Director, don’t be fooled by her! Those clothes... those clothes were definitely sold for money! She priced those clothes so high..."

"Expensive?"

Lin Wan Yi sneered.

She walked to the corner and picked up a dusty, grey cotton coat from the ground.

This was the "sample" Zhao Jian Country had deliberately thrown on the ground when he entered.

"Manager Zhao, isn’t this the unsellable cotton coat from your supply and marketing cooperative?"

Lin Wan Yi tossed the cotton coat back into Zhao Jian Country’s arms.

"Feel it yourself."

"It’s heavy, the cotton inside is aged, moldy, stiff as a rock. Wearing it isn’t warm and it crushes the breath out of you."

Then, she picked up a newly made down jacket.

Light as a feather, soft and fluffy.

"Everyone’s not a fool."

"The eyes of the masses are bright."

"Your clothes are of poor quality, can’t sell them, can’t complete the task, the bonus is gone."

With each word Lin Wan Yi said, she advanced a step forward.

Zhao Jian Country was forced to retreat repeatedly, finally tripping over the threshold, landing on the ground.

"So you got envious."

"You became jealous."

"You decided to act on personal vendetta, using Director Wang’s authority, to target me, someone fighting for the welfare of military wives!"

Lin Wan Yi turned to look at Director Wang, raising her voice by eight degrees.

"Director Wang, this kind of black sheep, someone who undermines military-civilian unity and uses public office for personal grudges, are you still keeping them for the New Year?"

"Boom!"

Everything instantly changed.

Originally, it was an investigation into profiteering, but now it became Zhao Jian Country using the revolutionary committee as a weapon.

Director Wang’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He felt like a fool, being played around by Zhao Jian Country.

If this matter spread, saying that Wang helped rogue merchants to bully military relatives, his career would be over.

"Zhao Jian Country!"

Director Wang yelled in fury.

Zhao Jian Country was terrified, almost wetting his pants.

"Director... misunderstanding... it’s all a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstand my foot!"

Director Wang kicked Zhao Jian Country’s thigh.

"Put the stuff down!"

He shouted at those under him with the red armbands.

Those people quickly returned the seized fabric and sewing machines to their original places.

Director Wang took a deep breath, replaced his expression with a smile, and bowed slightly to Lin Wan Yi.

"Gu Family’s wife, today’s incident was our mistake."

"We didn’t investigate clearly and listened to the slander of minors."

"What you’re doing is wonderful, it’s mutual support and love, and commendable! Keep it up in the future, whoever dares to gossip, I won’t spare them!"

After speaking, Director Wang turned around, grabbed Zhao Jian Country by the collar, and dragged him out like a dead dog.

"Take him away!"

"Go back and thoroughly examine your conduct issue!"

The group of red armbands came quickly and left quickly.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Jian Country’s crushed shoe and the lingering dust were left in the yard.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Several seconds passed.

"Did we win?"

Gu Lan poked his head out from behind Lin Wan Yi, rubbed his eyes incredulously.

"Sis... are we okay now?"

Lin Wan Yi patted the dust off her hands, as if nothing had happened.

She bent down, picked up the down jacket on the ground, and dusted it off.

"We’re fine."

"Get to work."

"Today’s task is not finished yet."

"Wow!"

A cheer erupted in the yard.

Sister-in-law Liu got up from the ground, stopped crying, and rushed over to hug Lin Wan Yi.

"Wanyi sis! You’re amazing!"

"I was scared to death just now! I thought that chicken was going to be taken away!"

The crowd laughed and cried.

After this ordeal, these military wives completely changed their perspective of Lin Wan Yi.

They used to admire her for her goods.

Now, they were convinced.

Truly convinced.

To chat and laugh in front of the red armbands, and even make the supply and marketing manager humiliated.

This Gu Family’s wife is a tough one.

Following her in the future is definitely the right choice!

"Da da da da da!"

The sound of the sewing machine resumed.

Louder and more cheerful than before.

Lin Wan Yi sat back at the stone table and picked up the tea barrel.

The tea had cooled.

But as she drank, it felt incredibly sweet.

She glanced at the doorway.

Zhao Jian Country, when he returned this time, would lose his skin even if he didn’t die.

The position of the supply and marketing manager might be unstable.

However.

This is only the first step.

With the reputation made, the business of down jackets should be expanded.

Relying solely on these dozen people and a few sewing machines is far from enough.

She needs to come up with a plan, and set up a formal factory.

Just then.

Jiang Zhou excitedly ran out from the house, waving a drawing.

"Sis! Sis!"

"Look at this!"

"I thought of something! The centrifuge can be improved! If we add this..."

Lin Wan Yi was about to take the drawing.

Suddenly.

The sound of urgent braking came from the entrance.

A military green jeep stopped at the gate.

The car door opened.

A long military-pants-clad leg stepped down.

Black combat boots landed heavily on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Gu Lan’s scissors slipped from her hands.

"Big... big brother?!"