Upon entering, she heard her melodious yet fiery voice calling out to the villagers, spiraling ceaselessly, her laughter spreading to every corner, endearing her to everyone in the village as they jestingly teased her.
"Aunt Zhang bantered, "Mei has waited so long; your husband is finally back. When will you have a chubby baby?"
Uncle Zhang chuckled: "Your husband, that arrogant college graduate, just loves to wander off. What's wrong with farming? Yet he keeps talking about illegalities, as if his education spoiled his brain. You need to find a way to keep him, lest the flashy world bewitch him. Do it tonight—get him drunk and pin him down."
Such blunt and crude words made everyone in the village burst into laughter. Mei blushed furiously, stomped her foot, and said she was going to fetch some vegetables.
The male host hadn't shown his face yet. It was said that he was quiet by nature, not fond of lively crowds, and the villagers' words revealed their lack of fondness for him.
