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The next day, the village road construction had already started, but Zhao Youquan was nowhere to be seen because he was at home being scolded by his wife.
"Kneel down and don't get up, tell me if you don't want to live with me anymore, taking the family's money to repair the village roads, and so much of it at that! What are we going to live on later? What will we eat?"
His wife, Liu Xiulan, was so angry her face was fiery red as she made Zhao Youquan kneel on the washboard and harshly slapped him twice.
"Wife, if I don't use the money to repair the roads, then I will..."
Zhao Youquan explained to Liu Xiulan with a face full of grievance.
"I don't care what happens to you! If you have no money, your wife would rather not suffer with you!"
Liu Xiulan was almost ten years younger than Zhao Youquan, and had she not seen his money and power, she would never have married this "useless" old man.