"You're speaking like this, surely I can't just open the door now. We both know the truth about mother. Lu Zhenping has been in the military for many years, sending home allowance every month, initially just a yuan or two as a young soldier, then later on to more than ten yuan and even now. It wasn't just for a month or two, nor just for a year. Even if villagers, like us, eat meat at every meal, how much could that cost? If we really calculated, it just wouldn't add up. You should just go back!"
Shen Meng, arms crossed, stood behind the door and shouted outward. She peeked through the crack of the door; a crowd was gathering to watch!
At this moment, she definitely wouldn't go out. Otherwise, it would just be another dispute.
