"You still don't understand! If you let her go this time, and you let her go next time, and then you don't let her go the next time, and she says you don't understand the ways of the world, how will you feel?"

"I don't know what's good for me!"

"Put yourself in her shoes. If you knew she would ask you to give in every time, would you still give in the first time?"

"No, I'm going to change the contract and get the 20,000 yuan back."

Manager Zhang slammed the table angrily and said, "No," then walked out of the accounting office angrily.

Accountant Wang covered his mouth and laughed. I told you to learn from Zhou Xiang's way of educating people, but you ended up doing a complete mess. I just won't accept it.

The backyard road was paved for another day. It was already March 18th. Uncle Chen was a little anxious and urged Master Ma Gua to speed up the process.

He also brought several fellow villagers to make wooden fences.

The two aunts' husbands, Chen Er and Chen San, finally arrived. "Miss Zhou, we've already picked out the piglets. When are you going to pick them?"

"We'll go this afternoon. Go check on Uncle Chen first and ask him to take you to the pigpen. The walls have just been plastered."

"OK."

The two went to the front yard to look for their cousin, but were scolded by him.

"If you're still hesitant and don't want to work, and you feel ashamed, just tell me. There are plenty of people who want to work. I've specially reserved long-term jobs for you, so don't be ungrateful."

"Cousin, we only had one day to waste. We'll spend the remaining three days selecting piglets. Miss Zhou wants beautiful piglets, but we don't understand! She told us to pick them out, and then she'll go back to the site to select them again."

"Which one?"

“There’s one in our village and one in the next village.”

"Then you must accompany her throughout the whole process. Don't let Miss Zhou suffer any injustice in our village."