After reading the case file, Zhao Han returned home with a bellyful of anger.
A group of sisters invited him over for watermelon again.
It was said to be watermelon grown in a greenhouse, an idea Jia Baoyu had casually suggested.
It was actually quite simple. Even in the Western Han, people had used hot spring water to grow watermelons in winter.
There was glass nowadays, but it was destined to be far too expensive for greenhouses. Thick paper and straw could be used for insulation instead.
The windows only needed to be opened during the hottest part of noon, while coal was burned for warmth the rest of the time.
Thus, they could eat watermelon even in winter, and it also added a substantial source of income to Jia Manor's estate, keeping Wang Xifeng from having to worry over household expenses.
In truth, the family had not genuinely gone bankrupt even by the time its property was confiscated.
While eating watermelon, Zhao Han told the sisters about the case.
The moment they heard it, every one of them was filled with righteous indignation.
Why were the women of Dream of the Red Chamber so sympathetic? It was because, aside from Wang Xifeng, the author had created the other women with virtually no dark stains and no evil deeds to their names... That was extremely important.
Take Lin Daiyu. Her only minor flaw was probably mocking Granny Liu as a mother locust.
That had merely been a casual remark after seeing the other woman take advantage of their generosity too excessively. Lin Daiyu was no saint; was she not allowed a single fault?
Besides, she had only said it. She had not actually targeted Granny Liu, much less told Wang Xifeng to throw her out.
Xue Baochai had few flaws