At this remark, Li Xiulan's face also showed some embarrassment. The incident had happened more than twenty days ago, and she would not have brought gifts if it hadn't been for the villagers' pressure that day.
The few women who had come along as witnesses felt somewhat ashamed as well, as they had all been pulled in by Li Xiulan, fearing that the villagers wouldn't be aware of her coming to give thanks.
Just then, Wang Chunnian, the wife of the village secretary's brother, came along with the couple, panting slightly. Wang Chunnian had hurriedly gathered some items to bring over after learning that Li Xiulan had taken people to Luo Qiao's house.
Luo Qiao looked at the people entering through the courtyard gate, still a bit stunned. Since she had moved in here, aside from Lu Yichen's initial visits, it was only the Zhao family that had come a few times. What kind of wind was blowing today that they all ended up here?
Luo Qiao said, "Auntie, what brings you here? Please, come in."
