The moment Xu Wenwan stepped out the door, she ran into several women walking with their weeping children in tow.
Xu Wenwan hated the sound of crying children more than anything, so she immediately kept her distance.
But even after they had left the village, the group still hadn't turned off the path.
Xu Wenwan couldn't help but speak up.
"Where are you all going?"
The woman who heard Xu Wenwan's sudden question was taken aback. 'Given her age, it wouldn't kill her to call me 'Auntie'!'
'She's not nearly as sweet-tongued as Gu Jiaojiao.'
But she quickly forgot about it and pulled Xu Wenwan aside to share some gossip.
"You haven't heard, have you? Gu Jiaojiao hit someone's kid, and these parents are going to demand an explanation."
The speaker was Wu Cuizhi, and her tone was dripping with schadenfreude.
She still remembered the time Gu Jiaojiao had won a yuan from her.
Now that there was a spectacle involving Gu Jiaojiao to watch, she certainly wasn't going to miss it.
