"We might look poor and not as decent as you city folks, but the food we eat and the clothes we wear are earned through hard toil, and we're not a bit inferior to you."
The speaker was Wang Fang's mother.
Qi Dafa's wife, Chen Xiaoju, heard the above words and looked very appreciative.
"No wonder Xiaofang's mother can use idioms like 'not a bit inferior', impressive."
Xiaofang's mother's face turned red.
Shame, such shame!
The female educated youth who had been retorted several times after just one remark was left feeling utterly self-conscious by the people of Shuangshan Brigade.
A glance to the side, and catching sight of Lin Tang in an outfit more fashionable than those in the Provincial City and her pretty face, her eyes lit up.
How could there be such... a radiant girl in this backwater?!
"Who are you? What's it to you if I talk about this village?"
Lin Tang looked up at her faintly and said, "This is my hometown, how does it not concern me?"
