Not That Simple

"Xue Yan, Jiang Yue, you're here too. Is it about the oil? Hurry up and go in, Erfu and the others are inside."

Without waiting for them to enter, the woman shouted at Xue Dagui, "Dagui, what do you mean by letting Zhuzi be my man's son? Are you bullying me for not giving birth to a son but a daughter? Now Zhuzi is still in my house and won't leave no matter what. I'm telling you, if you don't take him back, I won't let you off!"

Xue Dagui was still grinning. "Don't get mad. Meili has returned to her mother's house. I have a lot of things to do now. My oil lucked out. I can't do it today, and I might not be able to do it tomorrow. Wait for a few days. I'll definitely go and fetch Zhuzi back in a few days. Why would you think that way? I didn't mean it that way. I was just in a fit of anger. Didn't Zhuzi, that b*astard, say that your husband was a good man?"