"And what if I don't want to answer?"
'These people must have a screw loose,' Xue Yue thought.
Seeing Xue Yue about to leave, Meng Weijie took a step forward. "Comrade, we mean well. Don't misunderstand."
Xue Yue scoffed. "Misunderstand what? My husband is over there chopping wood. You want to go explain it to him?"
Meng Weijie froze at her words and gave an awkward laugh.
"Uh, I was just making conversation."
Xue Yue snorted. 'The nerve of this guy, with a face like that, to come bothering me.'
As they watched Xue Yue walk away, someone finally asked, "Is that comrade from this village? How come I've never seen her before?"
"Didn't the accountant's third son get married a couple of days ago? That must be her."
Gu Yuwei turned to Li Jie. "Li Jie, how do you know?"
The other educated youths also looked at Li Jie.
