Leaving Luo Dahu's house, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening. Thinking about the need to catch the vehicle tomorrow, Fang Pingying hurried Luo Zhiyong, "Let's go back quickly, we still have to pack up. It's going to be very late."
"Okay." Luo Zhiyong nodded.
But as they passed by their own house, they suddenly heard Zhou Yunmei's shouting from inside, "Xu He, you shameless little hussy, don't go too far."
Then came Xu He's extremely sarcastic response, "Mom, how am I going too far? Today is my wedding day, shouldn't the wedding cash gifts be given to me?"
"Why should it be given to you? The money for this marriage was all spent by me. I even have debts at the village store that I need to pay off with this cash gift money. If you take it away, where am I going to find the money to pay off my debts?" Just by hearing Zhou Yunmei's voice, one could tell that she was extremely exhausted, presumably tormented by Xu He to the point of helplessness.
