During the winter when there is no farming, the most common thing for women in the village to do is to get together to do needlework and chat.
When talking about other people's private matters, the topic always ends up being about the Qin family.
Ma Yuejin stood nearby and listened for a while until he heard stories of Qin Zheng beating his father and mother, demolishing his eldest and second brothers' houses, and that he had never returned home since leaving with another woman...
It turns out that Qin Ting’s mother is his wife who has shared his hardships with her?
Ma Yuejin raised the corner of his lips and revealed a determined smile.
Based on his many years of experience in dealing with women, he knew that girls like Qin Ting, who lacked fatherly love and had an unfavored mother, were the easiest to deal with.
With his experience in pursuing girls, he has a good grasp on her!
Moreover, his father-in-law is rich and powerful. As long as he knows how to manage the business after marriage, he can still benefit from his father-in-law's influence.
I really can’t find any reason not to marry Qin Ting!
Ma Yuejin asked for directions with a smile on his face, and then rode his bike to Qin Chunli's house with his parents.
He knew where Qin Ting's house was, but he didn't expect that Qin Chunli's house was so close to Qin Ting's.
One is a two-story building, and the other is a three-room earthen house. Isn’t the contrast too obvious?
The two ruins in the middle seem to be the homes of Qin Ting’s eldest and second uncles.
Ma Yuejin pointed at the two ruins and told his parents what he had heard.
Su Xiaojuan shrugged her nose, her face full of disgust: "What Hong Kong businessman representative? He's just a vulgar barbarian at heart! Son, I don't agree with your marriage."
She also decided to go back and warn her youngest daughter, Ma Jiajia, to keep her distance from Qin Ting. What kind of good girl could be raised in such a family?!
As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." Don't let Qin Ting lead her daughter astray again!
With full of contempt, Su Xiaojuan sent her son to knock on Qin Chunli's door.
The person who opened the door was an old lady with a pointed face and monkey cheeks. When she saw the gift box hanging on their handlebars, her eyes lit up.
"You are..." she immediately asked with a smile on her face.
Before he could finish his question, a rusty sickle flew out from the yard and almost hit Ma Yue in the face.
Then, there was a woman's furious roar: "Get out! Get out!"
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