When Lingling heard others talking about her, she didn't feel anything. She was already numb.
But she couldn't stand others talking about her daughter, so when Liu spoke ill of her daughter, she mustered up the courage to stop Liu.
Mrs. Liu was speaking excitedly, and usually her mother-in-law would point at her head and scold her. This time, she finally experienced the feeling of being scolded by someone while pointing her head.
To be honest, it's really fucking exciting. No wonder the old woman comes here every day. It's really enjoyable.
But no matter what this divorced bitch said, she should stop talking.
Why? She hasn’t said enough yet, she has to say it, she has to say it, she has to say it enough.
"You don't want me to say anything, right? I won't stop, what can you do to me?"
"Lingling, your three daughters will be divorced just like you. No, your daughters won't even be able to find a husband. After all, who would want a girl whose mother is divorced?"
"Your daughter is gone, so why are you still at home? Who are you earning money for? If it were me, I would have found a rope and hung myself on it long ago."
"Stop it, stop it."
Lingling couldn't stand Liu talking about her daughter all the time, so she covered her ears and backed away.
But Lingling's concession did not stop Liu. Instead, she became more aggressive and kept repeating it.
"No one wants a slut's daughter, no one wants a slut's daughter, no one wants a slut's daughter..."
"Ah! I told you to stop, stop."
Under the stimulation of Liu, Lingling suddenly bumped into Liu.
"Ah! My waist."
Then Liu uttered a miserable cry and looked at the villagers who were trying on the shoe prints.
Hearing the shrill scream, they all turned around and looked behind them.
The village chief naturally heard it as well. He was already in a bad mood after seeing the waterwheel and bamboo pipes being destroyed.
Now the villagers were asked to cooperate in investigating whose footprints they were, and someone was still causing trouble, and the pent-up anger suddenly bubbled up.
But no matter how angry he was, he could not forget his duties.
As the head of a village, mediating conflicts between neighbors is the most basic thing. Moreover, he has been doing this for decades and is already familiar with it.
"What's wrong? Who did it? Where are you hurt?"
The villagers behind saw the village chief coming and made way for him.
The village chief walked up to Liu without any obstruction and saw clearly who was wailing.
The village chief's face suddenly turned dark, and he said unhappily: "Liu, why is it you again? What's wrong with you?"
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, my waist hurts so much, it hurts so much."
I don’t know if Mrs. Liu heard clearly what the village chief said, but she kept crying out in pain.
At this time, the village chief's brows were so tightly furrowed that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
In the past, when Liu saw the villagers, she would walk with her head down. Not only would she not talk to men, she would even ignore women.
What's going on recently? There have been a series of disturbances, all of which are related to major events in the village.
"Liu, if you don't tell me, I won't care anymore. There are so many things in the village waiting for me to deal with."
Liu was pushed by Lingling, and although her waist was indeed injured, it was not serious.
It did hurt a little, but not as painful as Liu said.
Therefore, she could still spare some time to pay attention to the village chief. She wanted the village chief to severely punish Lingling.
But the village chief only asked her two questions and didn't want to bother with her anymore.
Seeing the village chief about to walk away, Liu ignored the pain in her waist and immediately said, "Village chief, don't go. I'm telling you, it was Lingling who pushed me down. My waist is injured."
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