The two were in a direct face-off, exhibiting all their various combat skills. Clawing, scratching, biting, pulling, kicking, all moves were on the table.
Ma Zhicai stood by, watching his mother and Mrs. Pang quarrel. The rage on his face was clear to anyone, but as a man, if he were to get involved in a women's fight, he'd doubtlessly be laughed at by everyone in the village. Although he yearned to step in and thrash Mrs.Pang, his pride took precedence, leaving him no choice but to be a silent bystander.
"Look at me, I'm nearly beaten to death by this shrew, and you just stand by watching? Is that funny to you?" Mrs. Yan, noticing her eldest daughter-in-law Mrs. Huang returning from work, suddenly found her spirits lifted. She didn't believe that she and her daughter-in-law together couldn't defeat Mrs. Pang.