The accountant's job in the production team had been vacant for more than half a year. Many people were desperate to get the job. It was a stable job and not tiring. They were usually in charge of the accounts and knew clearly how much food and how many people there were in the village. There were many people who fawned over the accountant.
Old Madam Jiang had made numerous trips to the village chief's house and the production team, wearing down her legs in the process, in an attempt to secure the position for her eldest son. However, to her surprise, the job fell into Jiang Chuan's lap. This infuriated her eldest son to the extent that he couldn't even chop wood properly.
Jiang Gui complained, "How can someone who barely went to school and can't even recognize characters be qualified for the accountant's job?"
Old Madam Jiang was even more upset, "This ungrateful fellow, why didn't he mention this opportunity earlier? He always thinks of himself first!"
