Lady Jia Zhang was certainly not willing to go to reeducation when she heard that was the expectation.
"It wasn't me who wanted to donate, but Yi Zhonghai," Lady Jia Zhang swiftly turned her thoughts around, starting to consider how to handle the situation.
She absolutely couldn't go in, after all, there would be no good days inside.
"It was all his suggestion, we plead poverty, said there was no money at home, and he, he could suggest making a donation."
"What?" There was a clamor among the crowd. Although they felt that Lady Jia Zhang's words were not to be trusted, could it be that Yi Zhonghai was unaware that the Jia Family did not need support?
Clearly, there were many households in the quad courtyard whose lives were worse off than the Jia Family, yet had Yi Zhonghai ever helped them? He hadn't lifted a finger.
Zhang Yu, listening to everyone's speculation, was truly shocked. He looked up at Yi Zhonghai and saw that the old fellow was quite angered as well.
