635 hurts, it hurts too much!

Wang Fang's mother lost her interest in poking at insoles and asked, "Is that true? Which family are we talking about?"

The other women grew interested as well, gazing curiously in that direction.

Liu Dajie satisfied them, "We're talking about a worker from the county meat processing factory..."

Cui Fang said, "From the meat processing factory! That's pretty good."

"What's good about it?" Liu Dajie rolled her eyes skyward, her face speaking volumes, "You all don't know anything."

Qi Dafa's wife, Guan Aiju, also had her appetite whetted and said, "We may not know, but you do, right? Whatever you know, just spill it. Stop beating around the bush."

So annoying, always copying those disgusting men.

Liu Dajie enjoyed seeing everyone so eager, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Not until she'd had her fill of pride did she say, "The man Liu Jiaojiao is going to marry is all right, but the young man has a lame leg."