Prying Meng Xingwang's hands off, Meng Xingsheng resolutely left.
However, once he stepped out of the courtyard gate, he suddenly became confused, not knowing where to go or what to do.
The main hall.
"Mom, are we really letting Second Brother leave home just like that?"
Once back in the main hall, Meng Xingwang asked his mother.
"He's a good-for-nothing. He won't get far."
Wang Guilan didn't believe that Meng Xingsheng had the guts to never return home.
"Third Brother, you say something!"
Meng Xingwang looked to his younger brother, Meng Xingping.
"What do you want me to say, Big Brother?"
Meng Xingping looked indifferently at Meng Xingwang: "Meng Xingsheng won't listen to reason; he insists on marrying a flirtatious woman into our house. And the Cui Family demanded a dowry of two hundred yuan just like that. Are you going to fork out that money, or do I have it on me?"
