Chen Yang got into one of the three luxurious cars and drove out of Liuhe Village around eleven in the morning, a time when many farmers were busy in the fields.
The widows and young women in the fields couldn't help but exclaim at the sight of the three impressive cars parading through the village streets.
"Who's the big shot visiting our village today? Why so flashy?"
"I don't know, but they stopped in front of Yang Zi's house earlier, maybe they're here to see Yang Zi."
"To see Yang Zi? No wonder, he's the only college graduate in our village, he mixes in different circles."
"Exactly, I've got to tell my daughter to seize the opportunity today. We can't let the village's only college graduate slip through our fingers to outsiders."
The widows in the fields chattered on, also cracking some risqué jokes.
They joked about marrying their daughters to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang was unaware of this.
