"Come back here," Jiang Changtao suddenly raised his voice.
Startled, Sun Lixia patted her chest with residual fear and said, "Changtao, why are you yelling like that?"
Jiang Changtao, with a darkened face, spoke in a low voice, "No matter how much of a mess the Eldest is, he's still my biological brother. Aren't we a family tied by blood and bone? You going to report him, do you want the people of the Old Jiang Family to be pointed at and talked about behind their backs when we go out?"
"You think of him as a brother, but he doesn't consider you a brother! We work from dawn to dusk in the fields every day, and when it comes time to divide grain at the end of the year, he stashes the money he makes right into his own pocket. Why should we be bullied like this?!"
Sun Lixia was becoming more agitated as she spoke, "Just look at how much money he has made recently. Has he ever thought about helping his biological brother out?"
