Hearing what her husband said, Zhao Qinqin wasn't happy. After all, she had grown up in her aunt's house and still had some affection for her cousin, Wang Dadan.
"Sigh, my cousin is a good man. He used to bring us plenty of gifts," Zhao Qinqin said. "Now he's in trouble, and he's brought news about Miao Dahai—that there's something improper going on between those young people and the ones helping the village. This is the perfect reason for us to deal with Miao Dahai! By the way, haven't you been getting beaten down by Miao Dahai's reports lately? We can use this to expose them, can't we?"
Zheng Delin nodded. "That's actually a pretty good idea. I've got it. I'll go discuss this tomorrow. We can't let things in Nianqiao Village go on like this. Miao Dahai has been running around, causing me a lot of trouble. If necessary, we can..."
"We can what?" Zhao Qinqin asked curiously, looking at her husband with anticipation.
