"You say, this girl, Zhao Ying, won't scam us, right?" Wang Guifen, the mother of Zhao Ying, was on the plane. She spoke to Zhao Daquan, Father Zhao, next to her.
"You're really suspicious. This time you attending the wedding of your Third Aunty's daughter. You had to go to Song Jiang to take a look first and then take a bus to Mount Jing... This is just too troublesome for others... You also know my leg isn't good..." Zhao Daquan complained.
"What do you know!? You don't understand anything!" Wang Guifen glared and said, "Look. My Third Aunty's family were originally extremely poor! Since my cousin found a lover, the man solved everything! My Third Aunty was a housewife and no one even wanted her to clean the toilet. What does she know? Now she's a department manager! Originally my Third Aunty just opened a small stall to sell breakfast. You see, within a year, they opened a restaurant!"
