Li Siming looked at Miao Dahai's sly, fox-like smile, and a chill ran down his spine. His scalp prickled. Recalling what that person had said, he no longer dared to cause a scene. He pulled Liu Lanhua up from the ground and snapped, "What are you wailing about? Let's go home!"
Liu Lanhua froze for a moment, but then she remembered how much money her husband had spent because of her. Besides, crying and screaming was useless now. She got to her feet, wiped away her tears, and walked off, muttering curses under her breath.
By the time Wang Cuihua arrived, Miao Dahai had already finished his announcement, so she had no idea what was going on.
"Da Zhuzi's wife, what did Miao Dahai say?" Wang Cuihua asked, grabbing the woman's arm. Ordinarily, Da Zhuzi's wife was quite deferential to her.
When Da Zhuzi's wife turned and saw it was Wang Cuihua, she was secretly overjoyed. She had been wondering how she was going to flaunt her good news, and now Wang Cuihua had come to her.
