"Previously, I didn't care for you, Zhuang Qingning, being a bit prickly. However, upon further thought, I believe I've always been quite fair in my dealings and never showed overt bias just because you don't have an adult minding your affairs. So, about this matter..."
"Listen, we should focus on the issue instead of people. In your case, this arrangement could be quite beneficial. What do you think, Zhuang?"
Zhuang Jingye was a bit nervous, rubbing his hands together. He was afraid that because of his previous lower regard for Zhuang Qingning due to her being a girl running her household, she might hold a grudge and refuse this proposal.
Zhuang Qingning blinked.
If one were to judge him by his character, Zhuang Jingye, who had been the village chief for many years, indeed had a good reputation. Although he sometimes manifested a traditional, patriarchal mindset and care much about preserving face, he had never been deliberately oppressive towards anyone.