Meng Shuyun frowned. How could she not see through these people's sarcastic remarks? "My daughter takes good care of herself both at home and outside. It's only a matter of time before she completes the mission. You are all belittling women in your words."
The Chairman said that women hold up half the sky, do you look down on women?
Feeling unconvinced by such a serious accusation, Zhang Youwang retorted, "Auntie, we were just telling the truth, and we didn't say anything wrong." He then added threateningly, "If she can collect a whole cartload of grain, I'll voluntarily withdraw from the election and still vote for her, okay?"
Zhang Youwang spoke with great confidence, having already contacted grain stations in the surrounding villages and towns, and that the grain could be loaded onto trucks and brought back in three days.
Even if Su Xiulan ran herself ragged, she would never be able to receive a single grain of food in the county.
"Words are not enough; a written agreement is necessary."
Meng Shuyun readily agreed; she couldn't let him miss out on such a good opportunity as offering her seat voluntarily.
Fearing they would deny it, Zhang Youwang put his hands in his pockets and made a demand: "If you don't bring back the grain, pack your bags and leave."
"Put your heart back in your stomach, that's not possible."
"mother!"
Su Xiulan had just returned when she saw the Zhang brothers making things difficult for her. She quickened her pace and asked, "They didn't bully you, did they?"
When Meng Shuyun saw Su Xiulan running over hurriedly with sweat all over her forehead, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She's about to become a mother, yet she's still so reckless. Doesn't she know to take it easy with such a big belly?
"I'm fine. Be careful of the baby in your belly. Don't worry."
Meng Shuyun and Su Xiuju each held one of her arms, their faces full of worry.
She pulled the person over, poured them a glass of warm water, and handed it to them, saying, "Drink some water first, catch your breath."
Zhang Youjin came out with the receipt, a triumphant smile on his face. "Xiulan, your mother just agreed that if you didn't collect five thousand catties of grain, you'd be packing your bags and leaving. You're not thinking of going back on your word, are you?"
Su Xiulan dodged the document from Zhang Youjin's hand, her eyes cold, and pressed her fingerprint on it without hesitation.
"That's impossible. Let alone 5,000 jin of grain, even 10,000 jin wouldn't be a problem to harvest. I'm waiting for you to recommend me to the leaders tomorrow."
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