The threshing floor quieted down, and Old Mrs. Liu was startled, seeing her daughter-in-law changed so much, she shook with anger.
"You bitch, I knew you couldn't keep yourself, crap, said you were going to tend to the children? The elderly? I think you went to serve men."
Du Fengying's mind was blank at this point; she just wanted to let out her anger, years of resentment.
So she grabbed Old Mrs. Liu's clothes and started slapping her, smack smack smack.
Old Mrs. Liu had never suffered such a loss, especially not to someone she looked down on, like Du Fenglian. So the two grappled together.
Even if Old Mrs. Liu was disliked, she had lived in the village for many years, and her youngest son was a scorekeeper, so there were many who took her side.
Du Fengying was pressed beneath Old Mrs. Liu, and she was smacked hard.
Some felt sorry for Du Fengying, so the two were separated.
