Jiang Jinhua shouted several times in a row; his voice was very loud and carried far.
The women who were weeding in the cornfield not far away stopped what they were doing when they heard the sound and looked over.
Aunt Hua: "That voice sounds like Jiang Zhiqing's younger brother?"
Aunt Pang: "It really does look like it. There are two people over there, and their posture is a bit off. I'll go take a look."
Others also wanted to put down what they were doing and go over to see what was going on.
They've always been like this, always drawn to wherever there's excitement. Especially these aunties who love to stir things up.
There's no way around it; we just work every day with no other entertainment, so gossip about certain people becomes the topic of conversation during our leisure time.
Seeing this, He Mei remembered Liu Caihong's words, so she simply went all out and tore her collar open, revealing a corner of the clothes underneath.
After doing all this, she immediately sat down on the ground and burst into tears.
She clutched her torn collar, crying out in anguish, "Waaaaah... Help! Someone's harassing me! Waaaaah... My clothes! Waaaaah..."
Jiang Jinhua still lacks experience.
He was stunned by He Mei's sudden action, and the carrying pole was pointed directly at her.
Hearing her sobbing again, he suddenly felt at a loss.
This is something he can't clear his name even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
What happened?
Aunt Pang's voice came from inside.
Jiang Jinhua remembered that this was the village chief's wife.
He ran straight to her side, pointed at He Mei on the ground and said, "Auntie, she, she's being a pervert."
The other women who followed behind looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing this scene.
Who is being a scoundrel here?
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