Miao Yan's voice became sharp.
"Impossible! No way could she be a secretary! I've known her since we were kids; the family has five or six sisters and a brother, and they've never sent her to school for even a day. She's just a typical rural woman, illiterate! How could she be a secretary?"
Jiang Lai didn't waste her breath, looking at the village secretary with a sigh.
"Secretary, this scorekeeper has a personal vendetta going on, how do you plan to resolve this? Or should I report it and have someone come down to sort it out?"
"It's small stuff, just young girls talking nonsense. Miao Yan! If you don't shut up, you won't be the scorekeeper anymore!"
Miao Yan was deeply offended. She was supposed to be working in the town, and wouldn't have returned to this dump if her parents hadn't wanted her closer. Now, irritated by the secretary's words, she left red-eyed.
