Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 130: Order No. 124

Chapter 130: Order No. 124

Early in the morning, Yuequan Village was filled with the sound of "clang clang clang" from the copper gong hanging on the old camphor tree. Whenever there was a major issue in the village, this gong would be struck.

Villagers gathered in twos and threes beneath the old camphor tree, where Village Head Zhong Boqiang stood and announced a significant matter: Gao Yuzhu’s position as the accountant was being revoked due to villagers’ repeated claims that his accounting was incorrect and that he abused his power for personal gain.

Gao Yuzhu was dumbfounded. He didn’t expect the Tian Family’s retaliation against his brother-in-law to be insufficient; they even took away the job he was most proud of. Without the prestigious job of an accountant, what was Gao Yuzhu in Yuequan Village?

Tian Chunfang was also anxious–being the accountant’s wife brought many benefits to the household. Not only did she enjoy the status of being an accountant’s wife, but she also earned full work points. Without the accounting job, how could they get by on the tiny public dividend he would earn?

In truth, Gao Yuzhu still earned quite a bit from farming. But it’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, and hard to return to frugality from luxury. Tian Chunfang, who was used to easy living, was unwilling to return to the days when she had to stretch every cent as far as it would go.

Tian Chunfang wanted to seek help from her family, but Zhong Boqiang’s next words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her heart. He announced the new candidate for the accountant: Tian Qiusheng, Tian Chunfang’s second elder brother.

Tian Qiusheng stood up and greeted the villagers. His popularity in the village was not bad, and the villagers welcomed his role as the village accountant, feeling he would do a better job than Gao Yuzhu. Tian Chunfang was not a fool; she understood that her brothers were colluding with the Tian Family, and no one would stand up for them.

Gao Shaoyue felt miserable too. With this, the Gao Family had been setbacks to square one. Alas, Yuzhu had been too eager for quick success; he blamed himself for not advising his son more.

Mrs. Gao wasn’t home; she and Gao Yulan had gone to town. Even if she were here, she wouldn’t have any ideas—on the contrary, she would think it to be for the best. Gao Yuzhu had only gone bad after becoming the accountant (Mrs. Gao didn’t want to think too badly of her son, although Gao Yuzhu had always been like this).

Gao Yushan and his wife were indifferent to whether Gao Yuzhu was the accountant or not. They both made their living through physical labor and didn’t care who the accountant was. As long as it was rightfully theirs, they’d receive their share and nobody would dare shortchange them.

Tian Manjin also took a special trip from town. He was there to warn Wang Shouwang under the Old Man’s orders. Tian Manjin spoke politely but firmly, hinting that Wang Shouwang should work well after going to the city and reduce his dealings with Gao Yuzhu. If he were to collude with Gao Yuzhu to harbor ill intentions against the Tian Family again, then he shouldn’t blame the Tian Family for not showing any familial goodwill.

After Tian Manjin left, both Wang Shouwang and Gao Yulan were bewildered. What did this all mean? What about working well in the city? However, their confusion was soon cleared up when Director Cao personally visited Wang Shouwang.

As Wang Shouwang had been suppressed recently and there wasn’t much work at his unit, plus his wife being pregnant, he decided to stay at home to care for her. Whether they would survive or not would be seen in the coming days.

Director Cao entered with a beaming smile and said as soon as he walked through the door, "Shouwang, congratulations, my boy! The higher-ups didn’t inform me, which had me worried for several days. Shouwang, you know, I had no choice due to pressure from above. You must understand me, brother, and please don’t hold any grudges!"

Director Cao first offered his congratulations before sharing his grievances, leaving Wang Shouwang utterly confused. Nevertheless, he politely responded, "Director Cao, what are you talking about? When have I ever complained about you? But what are you congratulating me for? As you know, these past few days I’ve been doing a poor job and I’m reflecting on it at home. There’s nothing to be happy about, is there?"

Wang Shouwang’s response was taught to him by Mrs. Gao, as a good excuse for staying at home to avoid criticism for not being serious at work. As soon as Wang Shouwang said this, Director Cao’s face stiffened, but being an old fox, he quickly plastered a smile back on.

"Shouwang, this really is great news for you. Look, here’s your transfer order. You’ve been transferred to the municipal meat union factory to be a security section chief. Report there next month. Take this time off, don’t go to work, just prepare at home. Your salary will be paid as usual."

Director Cao was also happy to do a favor that went smoothly with the flow. After all, it wasn’t his money being spent, and Wang Shouwang was being sent to the meat union factory, which was a great place. He always left room for future dealings and never burned bridges completely.

He had received orders from above to deal with Wang Shouwang, but he took his time, effectively giving Wang Shouwang a chance to find a solution. Who knows what connections that kid Wang Shouwang has up his sleeve?

Suddenly, as if a big meat pie had fallen from the sky, both Wang Shouwang and Gao Yulan were dumbfounded. Mrs. Gao was more composed, though. She smiled as she saw Director Cao off. It wasn’t until he left that Gao Yulan snapped back to reality. She looked over the transfer order several times, then pinched Wang Shouwang hard, causing him to yell out in pain, and that’s when Gao Yulan happily exclaimed.

"Mama, Shouwang, it’s true! Shouwang got promoted! Oh my, my belly hurts."

The excitement caused Gao Yulan’s belly to cramp up again, which frightened Mrs. Gao and Wang Shouwang as they hurried to help her lie down on the bed. They also made her a bowl of brown sugar and egg, and after Gao Yulan felt better, Mrs. Gao finally said:

"Now I understand why Man Yin made that special trip to say all that. Sigh, we really owe a big favor to the Tian Family now. Yulan, Shouwang, you must remember this kindness and repay it in the future. And remember what Man Yin said, don’t get involved in nonsense with your little brother. He’s completely gone crooked, full of bad intentions. Once the two of you are in the city, live your lives well and visit the maternal home less often. Keep your distance from your brother."

Gao Yulan and Wang Shouwang nodded in agreement, still grinning foolishly. It was true that when one door closes, another opens. The Tian Family really were too righteous.

Upon returning home, Director Cao said to his wife Sister Li, "Buy some nice things to take to Wang Shouwang’s place tomorrow, and don’t be cheap about it. Get something similar to what Wang Shouwang’s wife brought over last time, got it?"

"I’ve already returned everything Wang Shouwang’s wife brought over. Why do we still need to give them anything?" Sister Li was immediately unhappy about parting with the items, grieving the expense.

Director Cao glared at her, "Returned it? Then where did the wine come from that I’ve been drinking these past days? Where did our son’s daily biscuits come from? And the fabric for your new clothes? Did it fall from the sky? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to just because I don’t manage the household."

Seeing that his wife didn’t dare to make a peep, Director Cao was satisfied and reiterated, "Remember my words, send gifts of equal value. If the gifts are too light, I’ll divorce you. I have my ways of finding out exactly what you buy."

Sister Li, although pained by spending the money, still agreed and assured that she would handle the matter the next day. Director Cao turned content and went back to the room to play with his son, proud that he had complete control over a woman’s mind. Hmph, stupid woman, thinking she could hide things from me. I can tell if you’re about to fart or take a dump just by the way you lift your butt.

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