Looking at the niece's unwilling expression, it genuinely made me worry. She's not even thirty yet. She can't just live like this forever.
Moreover, there's always gossip around a widow. A household needs a man.
"Xiaoqin, listen to me. This man is called Yang Zhiqiang. He no longer lives with his former wife, mainly because she kept secretly taking money from the family back to her own family. She admitted to taking over seven hundred."
Seeing the niece listening attentively, Da Liang's wife was motivated to continue.
"Do you remember, Zhiqiang's mom is the village accountant? She's a rare sensible person, do you recall?"
Yu Xiuqin still had an impression, so she nodded. A straightforward, cheerful, talkative person.
"Earlier, Zhiqiang didn't have a job, but his mom, who's very capable, arranged a position for him in the concrete factory via the Su Family's young woman from our village.
