"Didn't you all see it just now? Those cotton shoes, are those even wearable?" Luo Qiaoqiao scoffed, "Even if someone has just a little bit of skill with needle and thread, they wouldn't let their son go out wearing shoes like that, right?" She paused, "Actually, it's not just him. I've seen his dad, Ma Qiang, in the village too, and his clothes and shoes aren't much better. It's clear how lazy the woman in their house must be."
"Having such a mother-in-law is really..." Luo Da shook his head, "No wonder he's this old and still not married."
"He and Yang Baihe actually make a good match," Luo Er suddenly laughed slyly, "But it's such a waste for that kid."
"Alright, let's not talk about him anymore," Luo Qiaoqiao waved her hand, "Everyone's gone to the old house to help madam, so now it's probably just the Third Miss and a few others at home. I'll go check if they need help. You all just stay here, and call out if you need anything. The two boys next door can hear."
