Zhang Chunying didn't dare to say more because she noticed that the fat lady's complexion was becoming terrifying, as if a mountain storm was brewing, with dark clouds looming overhead.
"Of course I don't believe it. She narrated it so vividly, but I just listened without taking it to heart. You shouldn't take it seriously, Xiaofeng. We all know what kind of person she is. I'm going to the field to pick some vegetables now," Zhang Chunying said and hurriedly left.
He Ximei watched her leave, so angry that she lost all interest in drying her radishes and headed home.
When she reached Hu Xiulan's door, she couldn't hold back anymore and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Hu Xiulan, come out!"
Hu Xiulan wasn't home, she was in the outhouse at the moment.