Dong Li laughed softly upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang's words, "You're proud of being a country person?"
"Yep!"
Li Xiaoqiang had always taken pride in being from the countryside, possessing experiences city kids never had—catching loaches, disturbing bird nests, fighting, squatting next to a chicken coop watching hens lay eggs, stealing other people's citrus fruit, and so on.
Although these trivial matters might seem insignificant, for a child, they might become irreplaceable fragments of memory when grown up, and then they would be absolutely invaluable spiritual sustenance.
However, what Li Xiaoqiang thought was something to be proud of, to this Shanghai intellectual, was amusing at best. In her worldview, children from the countryside not only had narrow minds but were also inherently despicable. She had always looked down on country kids.
That's why Dong Li didn't want her daughter to marry this kind of person.
