Yang Daniu's eyes immediately showed a hint of covetousness, but he had more important things to do at the moment, so he only glanced a few times before pulling his gaze back.
Lan Hua, the auntie, was a bit puzzled when she saw Yang Daniu enter her courtyard.
Who in this village doesn't know Yang Daniu? He's basically a small-time thug, a swindler, living a life of drinking, gambling, and womanizing. He's already twenty-five and hasn't even found a wife, always looking like a good-for-nothing.
Did the sun rise from the west today? Why did Yang Daniu come to her place?
Though they were distantly related, Yang Daniu had never visited her home before.
Since someone was visiting her home, she naturally went up to greet him and said, "Oh my, isn't it Daniu? What wind blew you here, visiting your aunt's house?"
