"Nowadays, free love is all the rage, and if Luo Qiao takes a fancy to you, who can interfere?"
"Alas, that would require Luo Qiao to look favorably upon you, and that girl is shrewd isn't she."
"Disperse, disperse, come back now, we've all been tired from a whole day."
After returning to her own courtyard, Li Xiulan sat down and pondered. Today two groups of people came to see Luo Qiao. The group from the morning came to give thanks, but at a glance, they were obviously not from an ordinary family.
If there was indeed something, they would certainly have lent a hand. That morning, she had made a special trip back and saw that those people brought Luo Qiao many fine things.
Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, more people came looking for Luo Qiao. Her youngest son's matter with Luo Qiao needed to be settled quickly—now there's no telling how many people in the village have their eyes on Luo Qiao.