"Ah...she...she's at home taking care of the child, taking care of the child," Ye Weijun didn't dare to say that Qiu Hualan had run away. If he went back home and the villagers knew he had beaten his wife away again outside, the gossip would surely pile up. He was very annoyed.
"Xiao Wan, could the Aunt Qiu you mentioned be the woman in our community who stays at home with a child? Recently, everyone in our community has been saying how pitiful she is. No one knows where the man, claiming to be her husband, came from. He started beating her as soon as he arrived, leaving no good spot on her body. So this man is the Uncle Ye you mentioned. Why would you greet someone like him? Not satisfied enough with last year's stint at the detention center? Planning to hit your wife a few more times to get back there this year? No wonder his wife moved out."
"She moved out? Oh, I just saw Aunt Qiu at a house in the western suburbs yesterday."
