She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Chapter 391

Fang Yingdi suddenly turned around and shouted, "I will not give you a single penny in the future. Even if I donate it to pigs or dogs, I will not give it to you. Don't even think about getting a single penny from me. Even if any of you die or get sick, don't come looking for me."

Upon hearing that this brat had started to resist, Fang's mother sat down on the ground and burst into tears. "I've raised you for nothing! When I gave birth to you, it took me a whole day and night. I thought you were going to be a boy, but you turned out to be a little girl. Your grandmother even wanted to send you to the mountains, but I'm your mother and I felt sorry for you, so I took you back by force and that's how you got the good life you have now."

Now that you've grown up and are independent, you don't even care about our lives anymore. No wonder the older generation says girls are more inclined to be outgoing. I shouldn't have stopped her back then.

Fang Yingdi's tears welled up again, and just as she was about to retort, Jiang Wenhua leaned closer and asked, "Is our grandma still alive?"

Fang's mother was taken aback, her sobbing stopped, and she didn't know why he asked this, but she still nodded.

Jiang Wenhua shouted, "Everyone heard that, Comrade Xiao Fang's grandmother, what is this... this is attempted murder! Old Wang, go report it to the police, we are all witnesses."

Fang's mother immediately scrambled to her feet. "What murder? I didn't kill anyone. I... I was just making things up."

Jiang Wenhua said in a sinister tone, "Auntie, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Why don't you repeat how Comrade Xiao Fang was born?"

Fang's mother opened her mouth wide. She was just saying it casually, why did she have to make such a big deal out of it? Do all city people talk like this?

Jiang Wenhua: ......Hehe, I was just fooling her. People who haven't been to school are easy to fool.

Fang's mother came back again: "Don't you pay your household expenses?"

Jiang Wenhua: "Most people hand over their money. Nobody does what you do, handing over all of their child's salary and only keeping five yuan for food. Other people's five yuan is pocket money, enough to buy a soda, a hair accessory, or occasionally to treat someone to a meal. Their families take care of all their needs, so they dare to take that money."

Parents like you who take the money and don't even provide their children with decent food are looked down upon here. It's not because you have a rural household registration that we look down on you; it's just that your behavior is even worse than that of capitalists. I'm tempted to put up a big-character poster about you.

Fang's mother: "We rural children are not as precious as you city children. We used to have plenty of food and we lived well. So why are we considered precious now that we've become workers?"

Jiang Wenhua sighed, "It's because of a mother like you that Comrade Fang has been stuck at this level; otherwise, her salary would have increased long ago."

Fang's mother didn't understand: "A raise? This brat's been slacking off?"

Jiang Wenhua: "How can she have the energy to take the exam if she doesn't eat well? How can she build good relationships with others if she doesn't have money? People don't take her when they go out. And with parents like you holding her back, how can she concentrate on her work?"

Fang's mother: "Then you should just get married as soon as possible and give the job to her older brother, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Jiang Wenhua: "Oh, you think this job is so easy? What kind of education does her brother have? If he didn't have an education, who would let you into the factory? You're dreaming. Our factory doesn't just hire anyone."

Fang's mother's face flushed red. Her sons couldn't continue their studies after graduating from elementary school, and being so blatantly mocked made her very unhappy, but she had nothing to say in rebuttal.

Mr. Fang was getting impatient. He had only eaten two pancakes on the way here, and it was almost noon and he still hadn't gotten a single penny. He was even thinking of going out for a drink. "What are you talking about? Sanya is my child, and she has to pay her share of the household expenses. Hurry up and stop babbling on. We didn't ask for your money."

Jiang Wenhua: "If your Sanya won't give it to us, then go ahead and take it by force. Let's see if all of us can stop an old man like you."

Fang Yingdi also pursed her lips and stared intently at her parents.

Mr. Fang's temper flared up again. "You brat, how dare you glare at me? I'll beat you to death!"

Before he could even touch anyone, he was pushed by other workers and stumbled, bumping into the factory manager who had rushed over after hearing the commotion. The two of them fell to the ground together.

Jiang Wenhua rushed over immediately, "Factory director, my old factory director, you can't get into trouble."

Upon hearing Jiang Wenhua's voice, the factory manager became even angrier. "What are you all doing? A whole bunch of people are gathered here. Are you stopping production?"

Jiang Wenhua's mouth never stopped, and he quickly recounted the whole story, even playing the victim for Fang Yingdi.

The factory manager walked up to Mr. and Mrs. Fang and asked, "Comrade Fang is a member of our factory. If you want to cause trouble and try to rob us without her consent, I will not stand idly by."

The furious father wouldn't listen to reason. In his anger, he didn't care about the factory manager or any other leaders. He spat directly in the factory manager's face, shouting, "Who do you think you are? I haven't even settled accounts with you yet! My perfectly good daughter has turned into an ingrate in your factory. Have you taught her some bad ideas? I'm even thinking of reporting you!"

The surroundings fell silent as everyone turned to look at the thick phlegm on the factory manager's face.

The factory manager was stunned, and so was Deputy Captain Wang. Why was he spitting at the factory manager? He immediately pinned Fang's father to the ground, and Fang's mother, who had been exchanging a few words with Grandma Xia, was also pinned to the ground.

The factory manager had never been spat on in his life, especially not in front of so many workers. He was disgusted and disgusted whether he wiped it off or left it on his face.

Finally, in a moment of hesitation, the factory manager bent down blankly and saw the phlegm slide down his face and onto the ground.

At least the clothes were saved, the factory manager thought to himself, a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Jiang Wenhua was extremely impressed with the factory director. Even in such a situation, he remained calm and composed, and even came up with the best solution: let the phlegm slide to the ground first, and then wash his face. He truly deserved to be called the factory director, and was undoubtedly the role model for their textile factory.

If it were him, he would definitely jump up and shove that old man's thick phlegm into his mouth, swallowing what he himself spat out. Jiang Wenhua is not someone to be trifled with; he's still a young man, no need to be so calm.

Grandma Xia immediately realized that Fang's father was a disgusting person. After thinking for a moment, she took a mop that had just been used to clean the toilet from the cleaner and stuffed the thing into Fang's father's mouth.

Jiang Wenhua's eyes widened. He never expected that he could stand up for him in front of the factory director like this. He was indeed a shrewd old man who never missed a chance to show off in front of his superiors.

Mr. Fang was vomiting quietly, and the other workers were also secretly vomiting; the scene was truly disgusting. How could they not know what the toilets they used every day were like? This mop had definitely been stained with feces and urine.

vomit~

The factory manager was somewhat moved, but the sticky feeling on his face and the scene before him combined to make him vomit.