"Enough, enough." Zhao Lanzi interrupted impatiently, "I'm a landlord's daughter, not some 'Proletariat'. I own fields and assets, and it's all just been grabbed by scoundrels like you."
"Uh... we were just fighting the landlords!" Xu Xianxiong felt wronged, "Fighting the landlords was in response to the national call. Was I wrong to do so?"
"Get lost... You're not wrong, it's all my fault, okay?" This person really looked honest but was actually cunning.
"I'm telling you seriously, continuing like this will affect both of our families. I trust Ningning, but we can't just do nothing." Before she married Xu Xianxiong, the young girls and little wives from the ten miles and eight villages would walk a different route just to avoid him, and even the ones who were a bit more timid, could be scared into crying.
She had been skeptical back then, but the result was even more surprising to her.
