OBS Chapter 132
Chapter 132
"Then...then I might be mistaken. It was the fourteenth of the eleventh lunar month," Wang Guixiang said in a flustered manner. "I'm old and I might have misremembered the date. I remember now, it was the fourteenth of the eleventh lunar month."
On the fourteenth day of the eleventh lunar month, Zhao Da'e did indeed visit the old house.
“It wasn’t that long ago. My third aunt hadn’t gone back to her parents’ home yet, and my third uncle was home too. So, Ms. Wang Guixiang, you said you saw me take the bankbook, but where did I take it from? Since you saw me take the bankbook, why didn’t you say so? Instead, it’s been more than half a month since then, and you’re only talking about it now?”
“I…I am the grandmother, not Ms. Wang Guixiang.”
"Heh." Zhao Da'e scoffed, "Don't change the subject. You weren't blind or deaf back then. You saw the passbook I was holding, so why didn't you shout? If you had just shouted, my third uncle would definitely have heard you."
Zhao Tiegang also became puzzled and frowned.
"Also, you said my grandfather saw it too. Grandpa, why don't you two coordinate your stories first? From which cabinet did I take it?"
"the second."
"First."
Wang Guixiang and Zhao Tingxu proposed different bills.
Zhang Yi and Li Er frowned as they looked at Wang Guixiang and Zhao Tingxu.
"Which cabinet is it exactly?"
Wang Guixiang glared at Zhao Tingxu and said in a complaining tone, "He made a mistake. It was the second cabinet. It was wrapped in a red cloth. At the time, Zhao Da'e was saying that she had finally found this savings book with 30,000 yuan. She was going to take it and go out for a big meal. She was still counting the money there, saying that there was one zero, two zeros, exactly four zeros, and a three in front of them, which was 30,000 yuan."
Zhao Da'e laughed: "Just kidding. Wang Guixiang, are you serious?"
Wang Guixiang angrily said, "Every word I said is true. If I am lying, may I be struck by lightning."
Zhao Da'e laughed: "Hehehe. You two, did you hear that? This isn't my story. Wang Guixiang swore that if I found that 30,000 yuan savings book, I'd go out for a lavish feast. I want to make one thing clear: Wang Guixiang is lying. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me."
I've never been to school, I can't even count, I can't read. How am I supposed to know there's 30,000 yuan in my savings account?!
Everyone was stunned when Zhao Da'e said those words.
"You can't count?" Zhang Yi was stunned.
"You didn't go to school? You didn't go to school for a single day? You can't even read?" Li Er was a little confused.
“Mmm.” Zhao Da’e nodded. “They all say that a woman’s virtue lies in her lack of talent. I really haven’t read a single book. I truly don’t know how to read or count. If you put the bankbook in front of me, I wouldn’t even recognize the words ‘bankbook’.”
Zhang Yi and Li Er exchanged bewildered glances: they hadn't considered that Zhao Da'e couldn't count or read. They had assumed from the outset that Zhao Da'e knew how to read a passbook and was good with numbers. If she couldn't count, she couldn't possibly know how much money was in the passbook, nor could she claim to have found the passbook with 30,000 yuan.
So Wang Guixiang is lying!
"Don't listen to her nonsense, how could she not know how to count?" Wang Guixiang said angrily.
"Come, come, everyone in the village, young and old, uncles and aunts, please be my witnesses. Did I go to school or not?" Zhao Da'e said.
"No." That was the answer from almost everyone without hesitation.
The villagers dared not lie through their teeth at this moment. Zhao Da'e was indeed illiterate, and based on their impressions over the years, he was truly illiterate and not very good at math.
Those familiar with Zhao Da'e even know that when she husks corn in the fall, she can only count from one to nine, and she doesn't even know how to write the number one; she only recognizes it as a horizontal line, not the character for "one." Therefore, everyone agrees that Zhao Da'e is illiterate and doesn't know how to read.