There is one without a match.
Miao Lishan had just finished recounting this farce.
Over there, Zhang Guoqing also held a letter from the hometown.
"Second Brother said that the production teams near the county town are in chaos, with many educated youths becoming Chen Shimei or Pan Jinlian. This year, a newly admitted group of college students almost caused a fatality."
"It's a sin!"
Zhang Guoqing nodded in agreement with his mother-in-law's words, "It's slightly better for those without children, otherwise the most pitiable are still the children."
Zhou Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly at his words, and after giving him a glance, she buried herself in sorting through the "trophies" from her afternoon shopping.
Continuing this topic would inevitably lead to discussions about child custody and alimony.
The past is in the past.
She didn't want her mother to reflect, making everyone a bit awkward.
