By the roadside at the village entrance, Liu Yulan and Li Yinfeng were fighting fiercely. Despite everyone's efforts to dissuade them, it was to no avail. Some people went to call the village head, Wang Baoxing, and Zhang Rongfa. It was the time when work ended for the day; generally, women would go home first to prepare dinner, while the men finished a bit later.
The noise of the quarrel drew everyone around, and more and more people gathered to watch the spectacle.
What Li Yinfeng had just said quickly spread, and the onlookers were all talking about it, almost unanimously against her.
"Yinfeng, she's just sour grapes, isn't she? She must be regretting it..."
"Of course, she'd regret it. Zhaodi married into the Zhu family without a dime of betrothal money. She's practically giving herself away for free. Who knows what she saw in the Zhu family boy..."
"This is like dropping a watermelon to pick up a sesame seed. Of course she'd regret it..."
