"Aunt Zhong, are you more concerned about the bride price or your daughter?" Luo Xiaoqiong asked bluntly, sizing up Aunt Zhong.
"Child, how can you talk like that?" Aunt Zhong looked at Fat Auntie with displeasure, "Cha Xiang, your daughter is making me uncomfortable, aren't you going to say something?"
"My daughter is just speaking the truth, what's there to intervene?" Fat Auntie glanced at her coolly, "Otherwise, would you let your daughter run to City A during New Year's?"
Aunt Zhong retorted defiantly, "Isn't your daughter also spending the New Year away from home?"
"Is it the same thing?" Fat Auntie looked at her with exasperation, "New recruits can't go home for the first New Year, don't tell me you didn't know that."
Feeling called out, Aunt Zhong glanced at Zhao Yulan with dissatisfaction and muttered under her breath, "We're all from the same village, and yet they show no consideration, always waiting to see a joke, sigh!"
