Zhuang Zhixi went upstairs and entered the office. As soon as he walked in, Old Huang teased him, "You got stopped and questioned on your way here, didn't you?"
Zhuang Zhixi replied, "Of course."
Sister Cui chimed in, "I just went to deliver some materials to the Women's Federation. Jiang Lu couldn't even move—she was surrounded by women asking questions."
As people from the same compound, they had access to firsthand information. They were practically the center of attention.
Zhuang Zhixi sighed, "Every time something happens in our compound, I can't even take a step without being stopped."
"It's because you're close with the security department."
"Come on, tell us what's going on."
"I heard Wang Xiangxiu's second son might not make it?"
"Why did they even think of cutting a pig's tail?"
Everyone bombarded him with questions. Some of the men, who usually seemed so serious, were just as gossipy as anyone else.
