Xia Ningxing then "frightenedly" trembled thrice.
The village chief, his beard bristling with anger, scolded loudly, "Old Mrs. Xia, what era are we living in now, how can you still hold such an obsolete and regressive view that a daughter is a losing proposition!"
"Moreover, I arranged the draw to ensure fairness. Whichever number a family draws is the number they get. Who gave you permission to swap them in secret?"
Lady Xia was typically domineering within her own family, and now, being chastised, she turned beet red with mortification, nearly hating Xia Ningxing and her mother to death.
She felt that, had they not insisted on making a big deal out of the situation, she would never have been publicly scolded by the village chief.
