"Exactly, I mean, where does Widow Li get such good fortune? Just as Wang Jie arrives, he's pinned with a debt, would you look at that? Who in the village could have that kind of money?"
"Even if someone did have the money, who would actually give it to support Widow Li? So this whole thing just doesn't add up."
After these words were spoken, everyone present nodded in agreement.
Indeed, which villager could just casually fork over tens of thousands? And even if they could, they wouldn't want to support an unrelated Widow Li!
"Right, I was washing clothes by the river yesterday, and at night I remembered I'd left my washboard there."
"At the time, I was wondering, 'Who could that be by the river in the dead of night, hugging and cuddling?' Now that I think about it, it must've been that kid, Wang Jie, and Widow Li."