The actions of the two uncles and sister-in-law had different thoughts in the minds of others. Those with normal thoughts just felt that the two uncles and sister-in-law had a good relationship, while those with crooked thoughts felt that there was something fishy about them, an improper relationship.
Lin Qiao naturally noticed, but didn't take it to heart; after all, it wasn't the first time.
Clear is clear; what's white cannot be said to be black.
In the swaying motion, a woman shaded the sun with an empty basket on her head and couldn't help but complain, "Uncle Zhou, when are you going to put a canopy on the donkey cart? It's hot enough to kill someone."
"How can I? It's not a carriage." Old Zhou was used to these women's nitpicking and responded unpleasantly.
The woman muttered under her breath, "Hmph, next time I won't take your donkey cart."
Old Zhou naturally didn't hear it, singing a tune, "A ten-thousand-strong army cannot block a villain~"
