"What did you bring me here for?" Aunt Zhao asked.
"If I don't bring you, who else would I bring? If there's really nothing to say, you can go chat with Madam Lizheng and get close to her," Uncle Zhao said.
Although Aunt Zhao looked very impatient with Uncle Zhao, the thought of soon becoming the wife of the village head excited her. She didn't care where this deadbeat went, as long as she was the one sitting in the position of the village head's wife.
Maybe, in the future, the young folks in the village would come to curry favor with her. Then, she'd see who had the upper hand.
As they talked, they arrived at the house of Lizheng in the town.
