Zhao Daman was skeptical, but seeing Wang Cuilan's confident demeanor, he felt quite intimidated.
They all came all this way because they wanted to help Xie Laosan!
Wang Cuilan had only heard of Xiao Xu, the educated youth, but had never seen her in person. When she saw the young girl standing about a step behind Xie Zhuo, she was stunned for a moment.
He's really handsome.
Xu Yan changed her clothes after returning from the riverbank.
She wore a light green polyester shirt on top and a white cotton skirt on the bottom, which looked quite expensive.
Besides, few people in the countryside wear white dresses; they get dirty too easily.
Unlike the shiny braids worn by girls of this era, Xu Yan's braids were simply messed up and then loosened.
A couple of days ago, she found a few small hair clips in the suitcase the original owner had brought, and today she put them on her head, making her look even more playful and lively.
She really does act like a rich city girl!
Is this person someone who knows how to manage a household?
Wang Cuilan's gaze darted back and forth between Xu Yan and Xie Zhuo, making comparisons.
One is glamorous and beautiful, while the other is covered in patches!
Xie Zhuo noticed her gaze, frowned, and shielded Xu Yan behind him, somewhat impatiently asking, "What exactly are you here for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Cuilan blurted out, "You married this kind of person?"
Xie Zhuo's face immediately turned cold.
“She doesn’t look like someone who knows how to manage a household. She’s far worse than Wang Fang from your second aunt’s family in our village,” Wang Cuilan said, oblivious to Xie Zhuo’s expression.
Before Xie Zhuo could even speak, Xu Yan smiled and nudged him aside, asking, "How many years has this auntie been doing farm work?"
Wang Cuilan was taken aback.
I'm a little confused about what this educated youth from the city meant by suddenly saying that.
Xie Zhuo didn't understand either.
Although Xu Yan hasn't suffered any verbal losses recently, he still subconsciously wants to stand in front of her and protect her.
"I started helping adults with chores when I was seven or eight years old," Wang Cuilan answered Xu Yan's question after a moment's thought.
Her eyes held a hint of disdain and contempt. "Unlike you city girls, who just wait for men to support them."
That's a rather unpleasant statement.
What do you mean by saying you're supported by men?
Xu Yan immediately sneered, "Oh, sixty or seventy years, huh? I was wondering how many years it would take to get such thick skin. Even a four or five-story wall wouldn't have your skin as thick!"
Xie Zhuo held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but laugh.
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