"Xinxin kept saying over and over that we can't take action until she speaks, you should know, your girl is tough, she won't let anything happen to her." Qian Xiaoyun wiped away tears, "If they really... Auntie, I'll go out, since I've already been defiled by them, I'll go out, I won't let anything happen to Xinxin... but for now, let's... let's just watch..."
"Good child..." Xun Hui hugged Qian Xiaoyun but dared not cry out loud, only biting her own hand and weeping, not even realizing her hand was bleeding profusely.
Outside, those men, especially those without a woman at home, were stirred up by the old man's assertion that she should become the shared wife of the whole village; they looked at Yang Ruxin as if they were wolves that had gone hungry for three days at the sight of meat, their eyes gleaming greedily.