My dad's marriage into my family made me rich, and my fierce yet adorable older sister spoils m

Lin Chuan smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he raised his hand and gently tapped his head.

"Fourth Sister, once you know more characters and read more books, you'll be self-taught! You'll know everything! At that time, not only will you be better at Sun Tzu's Art of War, but even Zhuge Liang will be no match for you!"

Guan Siya couldn't quite understand what he was saying or what it meant.

However, she still knew Zhuge Liang, and upon hearing this, she could no longer hide the smile on her face.

"Ahem... I know, I know, you've been praised."

To be honest, Lin Chuan's words made her feel a little embarrassed.

Lin Chuan looked at Guan Siya with a wry smile. His fourth sister was really silly and cute.

Guan Siya was chuckling to herself when she suddenly met Jinbao's gaze, who was being carried around.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, then made a face at him.

Jinbao: "!!!"

He stared wide-eyed, his little head filled with increasing distress.

Jinbao's chest heaved violently, and as the snot bubble on his nose burst, he suddenly howled.

"Aaaaaah! Waaaaah! You bunch of bad people, I want my grandma! Waaaaah!"

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Lin Chuan showed no mercy and immediately slapped Jinbao on the butt!

"If you cry again, you little brat, believe me, I'll hand you over to the brigade secretary and have him lock you up," he warned in a low voice.

This method is very effective. As soon as these words were spoken, Jinbao's wailing stopped abruptly!

But the sobbing didn't stop; he was sniffling frantically.

Even so, they dared not utter a sound, fearing that the great demon behind them would actually hand them over.

After the farce, Zhao Tiezhu, the brigade secretary, cleared his throat and announced the official start of the profit-sharing meeting using a megaphone.

However, before the meeting had even lasted five minutes, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, suddenly erupted from the brigade headquarters.

"Oh my God! I can't live like this! How am I supposed to go on living like this?!"

There was an old accountant, Wang, who was in charge of accounting in the brigade, holding a handful of his bald head.

Then tears and snot streamed down his face, and he was about to bang his head against the millstone next to him.

Upon seeing this, several burly men nearby quickly grabbed him tightly.

"Old Wang, are you crazy?!" Zhao Tiezhu exclaimed in shock, his face filled with astonishment.

"Secretary, you...you might as well kill me! This account...this account doesn't add up!"

Accountant Wang cried so hard she could barely breathe, wishing she could pluck all the stray hairs from her head.

"This year, our brigade's total work points... are a full 300 jin of coarse grain and 45 yuan short of the grain in the granary and the cash on the books! Waaah..."

As Accountant Wang spoke, she couldn't help but sob, then wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"I've been working three all-nighters straight, the abacus beads are practically smoking from all the rubbing, but I still can't find the hole! Now... everyone's really going to skin me alive!"

The thought that it was a year of famine and that the villagers were counting on these things to celebrate the New Year made Old Accountant Wang want to die even more!

Rather than being spat on to death or kicked to death by one person at a time!

He would rather just kill himself by crashing his head into a wall.

Upon hearing this, the villagers, who had been beaming with joy, instantly erupted in uproar.

Their smiles vanished instantly, and they glared angrily at Accountant Wang in front of them.

"What?! What did you say?! Three hundred catties of grain and several tens of yuan are missing?!"

"Wang the Cripple, tell the truth! Did you embezzle?! That's our whole family's food supply for a year!"

"Check! If we can't figure this out today, nobody's celebrating the New Year!"

"My family can't afford to eat! Nobody else should be able to afford to eat either!!"

The villagers' emotions were instantly ignited, and hundreds of people angrily pushed forward.

In this year of famine, they were already suffering from hunger, and every day they just had to endure the hunger from the moment they opened their eyes!

What are we brewing?!

We've been waiting until now for this food and money!

Seeing this scene, Accountant Wang was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Zhao Tiezhu was sweating profusely as he held the microphone, desperately shouting for calm, but he couldn't quell the riot that involved the villagers' vital interests.

At this critical moment, Lin Chuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and then gently pushed Guan Siya beside him.

"Fourth Sister, it's time to show your skills."

"Huh? What do you mean by 'showing off your skills'?"

Guan Siya was completely baffled; her little brain clearly hadn't figured it out.

Lin Chuan stared intently at her, then said, "Fourth Sister, do you still remember the planning methods and mental arithmetic that Professor Lin taught you last night?"

The usually timid and submissive Si Ya suddenly shone with an extremely fervent light when she heard the word "calculation."

She didn't speak, but just smiled and nodded vigorously.

Encouraged by Lin Chuan and the others, she slipped into the crowd like an eel, walked straight to the accounting table in the brigade headquarters, and grabbed the thick, tattered account book.

"Where did this little brat come from! Don't mess with the brigade's account books!"

Accountant Wang was startled and reached out to grab it.

"Shut up first."

Guan Siya's voice wasn't loud, but it was very calm, even revealing an undeniable certainty.

She completely ignored the astonished looks of those around her, and didn't even touch the abacus on the table.

Guan Siya simply stretched out her hand and then quickly scribbled across the ledger.

The pages of the ledger flipped through her hands at an incredible speed.

"Splash... splash..."

After looking at only three pages of the account book, Guan Siya suddenly looked up.

Her voice was clear and crisp, like pearls falling on a jade plate, and it clearly reached the ears of the people in the front row.

"On the third page, Li Ergou's family, carrying water during the summer harvest, 8 work points per day, 14 days of attendance, should be 112 points, but it was recorded as 121 points in the account, 9 points too many."

"On page 15, at Widow Zhang's house, during the autumn wheat harvest, she received an advance of 25 jin of coarse grains. The amount that should have been deducted at the end of the year was 3.75 yuan, but the account only showed a deduction of 3.75 yuan, which is 5 fen less."

"Page 27..."

Guan Siya is like a human computer, accurately finding many errors and then calculating the correct results.

Her speech became faster and faster, as if she didn't need to think at all.

With just a glance at those densely packed, even crooked, numbers, one can instantly utter the correct answer and the incorrect ones.

Now, the entire place fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Guan's fourth son, who was usually so quiet he wouldn't utter a sound, as if he were a monster.

"Isn't this the fourth daughter of the Guan family?"

"Yes, her mother is that Butcher Guan, right? She must be Guan Hongying, isn't she?"

"It's her, I remember her..."

Everyone stared blankly at Guan Siya, some even beginning to doubt whether they were seeing things.

"But I don't remember any of the Guan family's girls going to school. How does she know how to read and do math?"

"How else could it be? It must have been made up in the chaos! Even Accountant Wang couldn't understand it, how could you expect a mere young girl like her to?"

Someone looked at Guan Siya and said with a very disdainful tone, feeling that she was just making a fuss and wasting time.

Accountant Wang, who was standing next to him, froze for a second before lunging at the abacus.

His fingers trembled as he began to manipulate the abacus beads in the places Guan Siya had instructed.

"Crackling and popping..."