Everyone studied very hard.

Shi Meiling sighed.

"This is a meticulous job; you have to be very focused."

Zhuang Zhimeng nodded.

"Yes, it would be very troublesome to undo the embroidery if it was done wrong."

After teaching them for a while, Zhuang Zhimeng gave each of them a piece of cloth.

"Try embroidering it yourself. You can embroider it however you like, and you can take it apart as you please."

"Ask if you have any questions, no one needs to be shy, we're all doing this to make it perfect."

Only then did Wang Zhaodi begin to share gossip with the others.

"Let me tell you, I heard that Meiling, your ex-daughter-in-law, had a miscarriage because her husband beat her."

Hu Yuelan echoed.

"That's right. When Qingsong and I went back yesterday, the whole village was talking about it."

Shi Meiling laughed mockingly.

"That man doesn't look like a good person at all. He has no flesh on his nose, and people like that are ruthless."

Wang Zhaodi thought of something else.

"Aren't you all curious why An Fugui's son was so bold as to steal the bicycles of the educated youth from the village?"

Shi Meiling and Zhuang Zhimeng both nodded.

"Why? Wasn't it An Fugui who instigated it?"

Wang Zhaodi chuckled before telling the others.

"That's because his son went to gamble in an underground casino."

I heard he owes his boss a lot of money, and the boss is pressuring him to pay it back. What can he do if he doesn't have the money?

He didn't dare tell anyone when he got back.

I overheard some villagers talking about how Zhuang Zhiqing and your third son's bicycles weren't taken away.

He then had the idea of ​​stealing it and selling it.

I never expected there was a trap in your house, which is why I pricked my hand.

"If you ask me, the needle wasn't strong enough. They should have pierced his hand to see if he'd dare gamble again."

Tian Cuie was unaware of this development and asked curiously.

"Would the owner of that underground casino let An Guishu go?"

Wang Zhaodi shook her head.

"Of course we won't let it go. It was only after Wang Jinfeng went back to her parents' home and kowtowed repeatedly that she was able to borrow the money to pay it back."

"No wonder An Fugui kept saying he had no money."

Jiang Yanxia looked at Aunt Wang.

"Aunt Wang, how do you know so much?"

“My family and Wang Jinfeng’s family are from the same village.”

I happened to be visiting my parents' home when she went to borrow money, and her father beat me terribly.