I made a dime from selling tangerines and you call me heartless?

My name is Jiang Fugui.

He was born and raised in Jiangjia Village.

I have been law-abiding and honest all my life and never thought that one day I would be involved in a lawsuit.

And go to jail.

I……

Regret.

……

That day.

The villagers all gathered at the door of Jiang Yongge's house.

I was also curious, so I went over to see what was going on, but unexpectedly I got shocking news.

Jiang Yong’s most promising son, Jiang Che.

He has been embezzling money from our village.

In name, he was helping the village sell fruit so that we would be grateful to him, but in reality he made a few cents’ profit from the price difference for every pound.

Omg.

How much fruit is produced in our village every year?
Tangerines, watermelons, strawberries, and apples, together they weigh probably more than 100,000 or 200,000 kilograms.

One pound is worth three cents.

Ten kilograms is three yuan.

One hundred pounds is thirty.

……

One hundred thousand jin is thirty thousand.

What about two hundred thousand kilograms?
That’s sixty thousand.

Jiang Che can earn 60,000 yuan a year from our village just by talking, or even more.

No wonder he was so generous to us.

Whenever we need money, he is willing to borrow it from us.

It turns out that this money is ours.

I am angry.

His family is already growing vegetables in greenhouses and can make a lot of money. He is still a college student and so young. It would be fine if he didn't think about benefiting the village, but he actually makes money from us farmers.

Absolutely abominable!
No conscience!

You'll be struck by lightning!
I didn't have the courage to make a scene in front of Brother Jiang Yong's house like they did. I thought that if they wanted a refund of the price difference, they would definitely get the money back if they made a scene, so I might as well just wait at home.

This way, I can avoid offending Brother Jiang Yong and also get back the price difference.

But when I got home I couldn't calm down at all. Instead I became even angrier and everything was off putting.

Why?
Why is it that I work diligently and honestly but end up with nothing at home?

Even when my wife fell ill last year, I had to go out and borrow money.

Why?
Why can Jiang Che make so much money just by talking?

I am unbalanced and I am jealous.

Anger clouded my reason.

My mother noticed that something was wrong with me and came over to ask me if I was sick.

I said no and told her about it.

My mother was also very angry after hearing this.

In my room, I cursed Jiang Che, that bastard, for having no conscience.

Our family is so good to him and we are neighbors, so it would be fine if he didn’t help for free, but he actually made money from us.

This is making a lot of money.

Their family is going to be extinct.

I nodded and agreed.

"Yes, yes, yes, he will be punished for making such unscrupulous money."

But when will retribution fall on Jiang Che's family?
I have no idea,.

All I know is that I have no place to vent my anger now.

So I took my sickle and went up the mountain. Since there was no retribution, then I would be their retribution.

I'm going to the mountain and destroy their vegetable greenhouse.

I reached the mountain.

Looking at the connected vegetable greenhouses, he rushed up without any hesitation, waving his sickle and tearing through all the tarpaulins of the vegetable greenhouses.

Let the cold winter wind blow in.

I know that the vegetables here are probably all doomed and will not survive.

Ever since Jiang Che came back from college and started growing greenhouse vegetables in the village, it has brought a lot of revenue to his family every year. Whether it is sowing or harvesting, they will hire people from the village, and I have come to their house to help many times.

I shouldn't have done that.

But now I'm really angry.

Why?
Why should we, the honest and decent people, be bullied and exploited!

I want to let their family know that we are not easy to bully.

After finishing all this, I was sweating profusely, not because of the heat from the work, but because of the nervousness.

I have been diligent and honest all my life and have never done anything sneaky like this. Of course I am nervous and excited now that I am doing it for the first time.

arrive home.

My mood still can't calm down for a long time.

until……

Police officers from the police station came to the door.

I was stunned at that time.

How can it be?

When I was doing that, absolutely no one saw me.

"Jiang Fugui, we have something we want to ask you now."

The leading police officer looked at me and spoke.

My whole body was shaking.

I have been an honest person all my life and have never had any dealings with the police. Of course I was afraid.

The police noticed something was wrong with me.

They remained calm and continued to ask me,
"Jiang Fugui."

"The greenhouse of your neighbor Jiang Yong's family on the mountain was destroyed. Was it you who did it?"

Peng.

My heart finally died.

I had no idea that the two policemen were just mad at me because they saw that my face looked strange.

But I can’t care so much.

I know I have committed a crime, but I cannot be arrested and I cannot go to jail. I am the only pillar of my family.

So I turned and ran.

but……

How could I possibly outrun two policemen?

They just held me down!

They pushed me to the ground in front of my mother and my wife, and let them cry and make a fuss, and then they took me into the police car.

I'm not very clear about what happened afterwards.

All I know is that my wife and mother went to Jiang Yong’s house and had a big fight, and in the end they were sent to the police station.

This family is just outrageous.

What a jerk.

It would be fine if you had harmed me, but now you want to harm my mother and my wife.

ah ah ah...

I hate lust.

But the police at the police station repeatedly told me that it was my fault.

My fault?
Where did I go wrong? How did I go wrong?

It was obviously Jiang Yong, Jiang Yong’s family, and the little brat from Jiang Yong’s family.

It was obviously his fault, what did I do wrong?

I just want him to get some payback.

quickly.

I was prosecuted and the case was transferred to the court.

The judge also said so, saying it was my fault, that I intentionally damaged his property and that I had to pay compensation.

Bullshit.

Where did I go wrong?
Why was I wrong?
I yelled at the judge.

"But it's also true that he embezzled our hard-earned money."

"We are just honest farmers, working in the soil to earn a little money. It's not easy, but he just embezzles 30 cents from us for a pound of tangerines. Why?"

“He is corrupt.”

"If he hadn't embezzled our money, I wouldn't have marked out his vegetable greenhouse. Doesn't that mean he did nothing wrong?"

"Bah! I thought you were some great official, but it turns out you're in cahoots with him."

"That's really rough. No wonder you keep targeting me."

"You are protecting each other. I want to report it. I want to appeal. I don't accept it."

The judge asked me to calm down.

calm?

I'm so calm!
You are about to sentence me, but I am still calm.

I was so angry that I said the most classic words to the judge:

"Don't you fucking yell at me."

...(End of chapter)