Xiaohe Village entrance.
"Third! Do you think they're not coming?" Zhao Kuo took the phone and spoke proudly.
His words were filled with sarcasm.
"Xiaorou said, her husband and his big brother are on their way, they'll be here soon," He Fangfang said.
Although she couldn't stand Zhao Kuo's smug face, after all, they're from the same village.
"Yes! The road is long, it might take three minutes, maybe ten, or even three to five days, who knows! Third and sister-in-law, listen to my advice: go to the city tomorrow, buy a ticket, and see if Xiaorou's been deceived! You know there are so many bad people these days! If your hardworking daughter is tricked, we uncles would feel ashamed!" Zhao Kuo said sarcastically.
