Chapter 2: Timid Young Widow
Mrs. Qin is blind and can only see light. Although she fumbled her way outside, it was her own home where she had lived for decades, so even with her eyes closed, she wouldn’t bump into anything and she didn’t move slowly at all.
Mrs. Qin’s hair was gray, but her body was not hunched. She held a kitchen knife, which added to her imposing presence. She stood at the doorway, one hand on her waist and the other waving the knife in the air.
"Which bastard is yelling here? Oh, it’s the family from Zhang Lianqiao’s house. Our Little Tian’er was harmed by Lianqiao, and we haven’t even come to your door, but you’ve come to ours! Since you’re here, it saves me a trip!"
Mrs. Qin glared with her eyes wide open. She saw silhouettes of people that she could vaguely recognize from afar, but couldn’t make out those closer to her. Yet her aura was quite fierce.
"I’m not talking to an old hag like you. Get that little widow out here and let her say herself if Lianqiao pushed her or if she fell down on her own!"
The speaker was Zhang Lianqiao’s elder brother, Zhang Shuncai, known in the village as Goushun, a hunter infamous for being troublesome. With so many brothers at home, no one in the village dared provoke them.
The Luo family had no men, and Beisitian was famously timid. Even if she could come out, would she dare to admit the truth?
Instead, the old hag from the Luo family was quite fierce. Even Goushun, as troublesome as he was, wouldn’t dare openly lay hands on her in front of so many people. That’s why he insisted on finding Beisitian, taking advantage of her timid nature, knowing she wouldn’t speak up.
"Little Tian’er was pushed down the hill by Zhang Lianqiao, broke two ribs, sprained her ankle, it’s swollen like a bun, and her body is covered in injuries. You’re asking her to come out now, that’s just bullying, my goodness, our Luo family has no one, we’re orphans and widows, just being bullied like this!" Mrs. Qin suddenly burst into tears at the end.
She spotted a woman in the crowd, Jiang Hongmei, Luo Anguo’s sister-in-law. Without looking, she could imagine that at this moment, Jiang Hongmei must be watching the scene with rapt interest.