Zhang Xiaohui looked smug. She frowned as she looked at the crowd around her. Only then did she vaguely sense that all was not well.
However, this was not enough to suppress her delight over having so many nice things.
"My… my friend gave them to me. Brigade leader, I didn't steal or rob anyone. Surely, it's none of your business if I buy some things? There are so many people in the brigade. Can all of them explain where everything in their house came from?"
Wang Mingtao was a very fair and capable man. Under his leadership, the Qing River Brigade had done fairly well, in fact, much better than the neighboring brigades where many had starved to death.
So Wang Mingtao's standing in the brigade was very high, and everyone looked up to him.
There was almost no one, especially not a woman, who dared to speak to Wang Mingtao like that.