People flock to where there's profit to be made; they scatter when the profit is gone. Since appealing to brotherly love and respect was a dead end, Shen Hui had no choice but to find another way.
She watched her second brother. He'd frowned in displeasure when she hit a nerve, but now his head was bowed in thought. Knowing the temperaments of her brothers as she did, Shen Hui could only give a wry, inward smile.
She was finally starting to understand why her dad always said sons were easy to raise but hard to teach. Each of her four brothers was a handful; it would have been a lot less trouble if he'd just had a daughter like her.
Her eldest brother, the steady one, would make decisions on his own without a word to his wife. Her second brother, the clever one, was a master at using his wife to fight his battles.
