She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 884 - 810: Famine Era 51
When Aunt Zhang cried in front of her, saying that her family couldn’t make ends meet and her daughter-in-law had no milk, and thus they had no choice but to steal milk powder from Ye Huan’s home, Ye Huan thought of that old saying.
"Those who are pitiful must have something hateful about them. Your child is not full, so you come to deprive my child of food?"
"Doesn’t your conscience hurt?"
The most hateful thing she said was, "After all, it’s not your biological child, and he’s fine, so why don’t you forgive me this once?"
Her male colleague looked at his mother with shame, "Mom, how can you be like this? Where am I supposed to put my face now?"
See, at this time, he wasn’t thinking about other ways to make amends, he was only concerned about his reputation.
Even in the end, they didn’t propose any compensation, but Ye Huan was not to be trifled with.
"This month I can only give you five yuan, because I don’t know exactly how much milk powder you’ve taken away; these five yuan are just to teach you a lesson,"
Hearing that only five yuan would be given, the old lady was unhappy, crying and shouting that she just took a little bit and it wasn’t worth five yuan, and even accused her of being a ’Zhou Bapi’, deducting wages, and practicing capitalist ways.
Yi Huan was trembling with anger, "Fine, since you say so, let’s report it to the police and let them investigate how much exactly your family has taken from mine. Originally, we could each take a step back, and that would be the end of it. Now that you’re being so stubborn and wronging me, don’t blame me for not sparing your son’s pride!"
After that, no matter who tried to intervene, Ye Huan remained unmoved and directly reported it to the police. Since it involved theft, the police had to come and investigate. The investigation revealed a lot of Ye Huan’s belongings at the Zhang household, including small shoes and hats knitted for the child, clothes given by others, and even noodles left for the nanny’s food.
Because Ye Huan had marked these noodles, and the small clothes could be traced back to who gifted them, and someone could verify that she had knitted the small shoes and hats herself.
The Zhang family had nothing to say. What is this called? Lifting a rock only to drop it on one’s own foot?
Although no one said anything good about Ye Huan, after this incident, everyone knew that Ye Huan was not only tough to deal with but also smart. I mean, who else marks their noodles?
Ye Huan scoffed. You ate it, and I wouldn’t have said anything about it—I left it for you, after all. But you shouldn’t have taken the rest home, including the wrapper, where I could see it (when I came with the police to collect evidence). Even more infuriating, the woolen shoes and hats Zhuangzhuang used to wear were all stuffed at the bottom of a box, waiting to be taken out when they grew bigger. But what a turn of events, you came to my house and just took them away.
I hired you to look after the child, not to ransack my house. How can an old lady like you have such sticky fingers? Who will dare use you in the future?
Really, this Zhang family is one of a kind in Ye Huan’s life so far.
In the end, Ye Huan recovered all the things the old lady had secretly moved, and she didn’t give her the five yuan either. Although she didn’t prosecute her, the Zhang family couldn’t hold their heads high in the hospital anymore.
Aunt Wen was once worried and spent several days uneasily fearing that Ye Huan would investigate her too.
It wasn’t until Tong Zhan brought over an old lady from the residential compound that the awkwardness between them eased.
Ye Huan not only didn’t bring up Aunt Wen’s report but also gave her a five yuan raise.
After all, without Aunt Wen’s careful observation, Ye Huan wouldn’t have dared to go to the Zhang family for an investigation.
Although she had the posture of ’bullying with power,’ if she wasn’t fully confident, she wouldn’t dare demand to go to the Zhang family for evidence so forcefully.
She guessed that the noodles they wouldn’t bear to eat themselves, intending to add them to the child’s supplementary food later.
As for the woolen shoes, hats, and small clothes, some of these things even Aunt Wen didn’t know about. They were simply too brazen and left them out in the open, not hidden at all, which made them easy to spot.
It’s not an exaggeration to say it was a stroke of luck.
She never planned to blow up the matter from the start; it was them who pushed her too far, assuming she would care about her reputation and not strain the colleague relationship. But they didn’t know that Ye Huan has always been someone who retaliates over the smallest grievance. When you’re given a face and refuse it, when a step is offered and you don’t take it, you should know what the final outcome will be.
And in the end, she didn’t choose to send the old lady to jail, which was already the utmost benevolence and justice.
