"Hey, the guy I was talking about yesterday is here. In a bit, you better not back down!" Er Gou's wife spotted Lin Chuan coming towards them from afar and whispered to Liu the Cripple's wife.
Liu the Cripple's wife glanced at Lin Chuan and sneered, "He might be better looking than the village leader's second son, but what good is it? He doesn't have the village leader's money or power."
"Stop talking, keep yelling. Once the door opens, we'll drop the stuff and leave. As long as we deliver the betrothal gifts, don't worry about the rest," said Er Gou's wife.
Liu the Cripple's wife immediately stood up, not bothering to dust off the dirt from her backside. Her big fat hands slammed against the large iron gate of Huang Mengqi's house, shouting, "Aunt Huang, open the door quickly! I'm here with Er Gou's wife to discuss something with you."
"Ladies, please move aside." Lin Chuan approached Huang Mengqi's gate, blocked by these two old women, and spoke calmly.
