The next day, Su Qing noticed all the older women in the village secretly glancing her way. This left Su Qing feeling rather baffled, unable to understand why the looks they gave her were so strange.
But soon, Su Qing found out what was going on.
"Su Qing." Not long after starting work, Aunt Cuihua sidled up to Su Qing's side. While helping her husk corn, she asked in a low voice, "When did you get involved with that Er Lai fellow?"
"Who?" Su Qing asked, taken aback.
"Er Lai," Aunt Cuihua said quickly. "Zhang Erlai, from the Zhang family."
Aunt Cuihua didn't have a high opinion of Zhang Erlai. Not only did he never show up for work, but you could rarely even catch a glimpse of him on a normal day. The man never did a lick of proper work—he was basically Lihua Village's local hooligan.
"Me and that Zhang Erlai?"
