"Hurry up and talk to the village chief about splitting the family. I tell you, your Auntie Qiubo is no pushover. If you dare to overcharge Guman, the marriage will fail, and your son might even be driven to suicide. Then you will be drowned by the spit from the villagers."
Having said that, she left quickly.
This was the most humiliating marriage proposal she had ever been involved in. It was only for the sake of Sangsang and those twenty eggs. Otherwise, anyone else can propose if they want to!
"I..."
Ya Guman's mother stood there, watching Ya Guihua leave with an oil umbrella, and she regretted what she had done. If she had known, she would have settled the marriage with Lin Caisang without saying anything.
"Go on, what are you waiting for? Even if you stay here, the bride is not yours."
Filled with anger and nowhere to vent, she could only stare at her son and shouted at him.
"Oh."
