She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Widow Huang was stunned. She only wanted to slap Old Lady Xia. Although she didn't hold back, how much force could a woman use to slap a young man?

She reasonably suspected they were conspiring to extort money from her.

"He's faking it, he must be faking it. I...I...I didn't kill him." Widow Huang panicked for a moment, then turned to look at Old Chen with affection. "Brother Chen, you know me. I'm not that kind of vicious woman. I never hit people. It was just this time that Sister Xia angered me."

"With my personality, I wouldn't dare to hit anyone, let alone step on an ant."

Old Chen stood there pointing at her, "You...you don't even dare to step on an ant? You dare to hit people but you don't dare to step on an ant? My wife just asked you a question, and you hit her so hard. Aren't you a vicious woman? I bet you not only dare to step on ants, but you might even dare to scald them with boiling water."

“I didn’t know you. I used to think you were pitiful, but how are you pitiful? You eat better than us, dress better than us, and even your child is fatter and healthier than ours. Is there anyone in our whole compound fatter than your son? Even Chef Wang’s child at the state-run restaurant at the end of the alley isn’t as fat and healthy as yours.”

"My third son, a boy, was slapped so hard by you that I don't know if his head is damaged or not. You eat well and are strong. My third son's forehead is almost swollen. If my third son hadn't blocked it for her this time, she, a woman, would have been slapped to death by you. You almost killed someone. Aren't you a vicious woman?"

“You keep crying and saying you’re going to starve to death. If you starve to death, wouldn’t we all be bones by now?”

"You're so mean! You're so mean! You can even hurt a kid who's about the same age as your fat son! Give me back my money! Give me back my money right now! I'd rather throw you in the river than sponsor you anymore! Give me back my money! You shameless bastard! Give me back my hard-earned money!"

Old Mrs. Xia shouted shrilly, "Second son, quickly take the third son to the hospital! We're going to report her to the police and have her arrested! She cheated us out of money, she committed heinous acts! She'll pay us money, and if anything happens to my son, she'll have to pay with her life! I won't let you get away with this!"

Chen Xiangnan, holding his third brother, pretended to shout, "Make way, make way, I need to take my brother to the hospital, make way!"

The kind-hearted crowd offered to help him carry the person, and Chen Xiangnan immediately thanked them. Anyway, going to the hospital would only cost a few cents for a check-up, so this kid got off easy. However, Widow Huang definitely needed to be taught a lesson, at least she should be made to pay back the money.

Compared to this, a few cents is nothing.

As Chen Xiangnan rushed to the hospital, he kept thinking about money. Judging from his mother's condition, his father must have given her a considerable amount of money.

Old Mrs. Xia had already subdued Widow Huang and started beating her. Now Widow Huang didn't dare to retaliate, fearing that the boy wouldn't be fully recovered and Old Mrs. Xia would lie down again and try to extort money from her.

She was in the wrong, so she let Old Lady Xia hit her alone. Why did those shrewish women also come up and help hit her, and they kept hitting her in the face? These bitches just can't stand that she's prettier than them.

"You bunch of bastards."

After cursing, Widow Huang suddenly felt a lightness on her body. She opened her eyes and saw the women she looked down on standing in front of her, who then reached out and grabbed her.

"Take her to the police station and send her to a labor camp."

"That's right, she hurts people and scams money, why shouldn't she be punished by the fence?"

“She even insulted us, saying she was the most despicable one.”

"We can't let her get away with this. Send her over immediately!"

Everyone was pushing and shoving, not even bothering to fight. You need strength to hit someone, and no matter how much you beat her, she won't pay you back; she's a stubborn jerk.

Since we can't get the money back, we have to make her pay some price. Perfect, if there's no evidence of fraud, then assault must be real. Either way, she has to go to jail.

Widow Huang immediately understood their plan and secretly resented their ruthlessness. However, she also knew that her slap had given them leverage, and no matter how she tried to deny it, it would be too late.

She didn't want to go to the farm for labor reform. Those people wanted money, so she could just pay them back. As if she had just thought of something, she shouted, "I'll pay back the money! I'll pay back the money, okay? Sister Xia, I'll pay back the money your family owes me!"

Everyone stopped and looked at Old Lady Xia. After all, the key to sending her to squat by the fence was whether Old Lady Xia and the others wanted to pursue the matter. If Old Lady Xia didn't pursue it, there was nothing they could do.

They were very nervous. If Widow Huang only returned the money to their family and then settled the matter directly, they would still have gained nothing and their efforts would have been in vain. They all regretted not provoking her with words so that she would hit them first, which would have given them leverage.

Still lack of experience.

Despite their stares, Old Lady Xia knew that if Widow Huang only repaid her family, she would be looked down upon by the others. Although they weren't from the same workplace, it was always better to be kind to others, especially since it wasn't her who was losing a lot of money.

So she said righteously, "If you want to pay back, you'll have to pay back everyone's money, otherwise I'll still send you to jail."

Widow Huang immediately launched into a tirade of curses, saying that she couldn't even pay off her own family's debts, let alone all the money she owed.

But Old Mrs. Xia was adamant, so she had no choice but to agree.

If all else fails, she can only...

Seeing that Widow Huang agreed, the crowd reached out to ask her for money.

Widow Huang angrily replied, "Where am I going to get the money to pay you back? Wait for me for half a month, I need to raise the money."

Grandma Xia didn't trust her character, "Then write me an IOU."

Widow Huang unleashed another torrent of profanities, prompting Old Lady Xia to immediately pull out paper and pen from Old Chen's pocket, write an IOU, and have Widow Huang put her fingerprint on it.

Old Chen can be quite useful sometimes. Although he always carries paper and pen with him just to show off and has never used them, isn't he coming in handy now?

Grandma Xia gave him an approving look, and Old Chen raised his head.

proud!

Everyone offered her paper and pen to put her fingerprints on. Widow Huang wanted to struggle a bit, but Old Lady Xia kept staring at her, and her daughter was crying pitifully on the side.

That old hag really would put her in a labor camp, and she didn't dare gamble with her conscience. If she really went in, her two children would never have a good life again. It wasn't that she looked down on her two children's intelligence; they weren't even half as smart as her. Their deadbeat father couldn't do anything smart.

Only she can keep an eye on things; she'll be the one to scrutinize them when they get married and find jobs, otherwise how will they live a good life?

Besides, even with such a large debt, she wasn't without options. Widow Huang was confident in her charm and believed she could pay it off quickly.

Amidst Widow Huang's grumbling and cursing as she pressed her handprints, everyone left, satisfied, scolding and beating their own men.

They weren't afraid she'd run away; these days, letters of introduction aren't so easy to get, and it's hard to leave without a good reason.