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The crowd was too engrossed in the spectacle to focus on their work, a large group gathered, creating quite a scene. With such a lively atmosphere, Yu Songyu and Li Xiuzhen certainly didn't want to miss out, joining the throng without hesitation.
"Aunt Wang, Aunt, Uncle, bring me some sunflower seeds!"
Yu Songyu discreetly retrieved two bags of seeds from her space and shared them with everyone. After all, what’s a show without some snacks?
"You little wretch! You shameless hussy! How dare you seduce my man! Get out here!"
At that moment, the door swung open, and an old woman emerged, startled to see the crowd outside.
"Hu Hai's Daughter-in-law, what's going on?"
"Don't mind me, just let that wench come out!"
Zhao Pozi was Zhao Chunhua's aunt, who had lost her husband early on. Now, Wang Xiuli lived in her home.
"Let’s talk this out calmly; there’s no need for violence!"
Zhao Pozi attempted to mediate, but Zhao Chunhua was beyond listening at that point. If provoked further, she wouldn’t hesitate to take down the Old Woman as well.
Hearing the commotion outside, Wang Xiuli thought she would join in the fun but caught wind of someone shouting her name. Just as she was about to step inside, Zhao Chunhua swiftly grabbed her hair and yanked her out.
"You shameless hussy! How dare you flirt with my man!"
Zhao Chunhua dropped her hoe and plopped down onto Wang Xiuli, pulling her hair while slapping her face repeatedly. The strength of a woman used to farm work should not be underestimated; Wang Xiuli had no means to defend herself. In no time, several strands of hair were pulled out, blood trickled from her mouth and nose, and her face bore scratches.
"Who has been flirting with your man? And who even is your man?"
Wang Xiuli wanted to explain herself, but this tigress seemed crazed. Once she had a hold of her, it was a relentless barrage of blows without giving her a chance to defend herself.
"Who do you think you are?"
After struggling for what felt like an eternity, Wang Xiuli finally managed to squeeze out a few words.
"You shameless hussy! I am your great-great-great-grandmother!"
Zhao Chunhua roared in response and intensified her assault, raining down punches on Wang Xiuli's bloodied face.
Seeing that things were escalating dangerously among the villagers, they rushed forward to intervene before someone got seriously hurt.
"Oh, we can't hit her anymore; we might just end up killing her!"
"Yes, a lesson is enough; we can't go any further!"
At this moment, Zhao Chunhua had already entered a frenzied state, completely oblivious to the words of those around her. She continued to strike and tear at Wang Xiuli's clothes.
A large expanse of pale skin was exposed before the crowd.
"We can't let this go on; she might really kill her! Someone go pull her away!"
A woman turned to the men watching the spectacle and exclaimed. Who among them would dare step in to break it up?
A stout man noticed that Wang Xiuli seemed to have stopped moving and quickly rushed forward to lift Zhao Chunhua away, allowing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Goodness, why isn't Wang Xiuli moving? Is she really dead?"
At that moment, someone in the crowd pointed at the fallen Wang Xiuli.
Yu Songyu's heart tightened; she only intended to teach Wang Xiuli a lesson, never thinking it would come to this.
"Oh, it's fine; she's just fainted. She's still breathing!"
The stout man leaned in to check Wang Xiuli's breath and reassured the crowd, who finally relaxed.
"This woman has delicate skin and is quite attractive; why would she do something so shameless?"
The men clicked their tongues in regret.
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