Liu Xiuzhi was feeling incredibly delighted, thinking about the "bonus" she was about to receive, her whole being radiated joy.
Compliments were freely flowing from her mouth like they cost nothing.
She even managed to amuse the town and county leaders to the point of laughter and tears.
Who would have thought, to think that He Tiantian, such an outstanding Asian Games champion, actually had, had such a real mother.
Some were even envious, thinking: Just an ignorant, greedy peasant woman, yet she raised a daughter who brought glory to the country. While cultured people like them, how could they, they—
Ah, no comparison, truly no comparison.
After sending off the leaders, the smile on Liu Xiuzhi's face hadn't completely faded before she started ordering her husband and two sons to put the TV away.
"Hey, Sister-in-law Xiuzhi, why move the TV? We still want to watch Yang Naiwu tonight."
