The money that reached Mom and Dad's hands mostly went to Zhiwen and Zhiwu; her several daughters couldn't touch a single cent.
Secondly, the Eldest's family was much more honest than Laosan's family; they wouldn't use the fact they had sons as an excuse to oppress the second wife's side.
The elder brother just shared some precious biscuits with his several daughters.
But she was well aware that she didn't have a say in matters, so she kept silent just like her husband.
At that moment, they heard Jiang Changhai sneer, "Fine! Since they feel they've been wronged before, let's settle the accounts properly. If I've really eaten your grain, I'll repay however much I've consumed. Mom, Dad, please bring out the account book."
Jiang Dashan slowly exhaled a ring of smoke and said, "Alright, since you all want to do the math, let's do it. Wife, go get the account book."
