The villagers' eyes, even when looking at Huang Xuhong and Qin Xiaoxia, held a strange look.,Tang Zhenzhen's fingertips were white with how tightly she was gripping her hands, almost to the point of bleeding. But she knew she couldn't... she couldn't collapse right there, nor could she snatch the five yuan back from Ning Yuan's hand.,In her heart, there was a secret, liberating sense of pleasure.。