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

However, they couldn't catch up at all, since he was still injured.

Grandma Xia was pulled into the next ward, where an old man sighed, "Has she gone mad again?"

Aunt Wang skillfully sat down on the small stool next to him. "Yes, this is the third time he's chased me out today."

The old man said, "You're still so young. Such a big surgery, and you were able to run and jump again so soon after the anesthesia wore off."

Aunt Wang: "I have to change my hospital gown again because the blood is coming out again."

The old man said, "It's good to live a long life; you can encounter all sorts of things then."

Grandma Xia and Chen Xianghong: ...You two seem to know each other quite well.

Little Ma had only run a few steps when nurses and doctors helped him to the ward to re-treat his wound.

With Lao Ma's consent, they were finally able to tie him up; it had been such a hassle.

A scream came from next door, sending chills down the spines of Grandma Xia and the others.

"Any news from Xiao Ma's wife?"

Aunt Wang shook her head, "I haven't had a chance to ask yet, after all, we can't leave this place alone..."

Grandma Xia glanced at the group of people in the courtyard; none of them had left. She smiled knowingly.

After all, it's lively and quite exciting here.

After Xiao Ma calmed down, they went into the ward to visit and comfort him.

Old Ma and his wife suddenly looked decades older, as if their eyes had lost their sparkle.

That's true, they don't even have a child, what hope do they have for the future?

"Where's your daughter? Such a big thing happened, and she didn't come?"

Old Ma's wife said bitterly, "That's an ingrate. She never comes to visit us after she got married. I think she's wanted to cut ties with us for a long time."

Grandma Xia and Aunt Wang exchanged a glance. They had been neighbors for so many years, and they were well aware of the Ma family's troubles.

If this girl really has the heart to break up, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

After running home from there, Widow Huang clutched her chest, feeling extremely tired and uncomfortable.

That old hag dared to insult her.

"Mom, have you received the money yet? I don't want to carry this schoolbag anymore. I want the new embroidered schoolbag that the supply and marketing cooperative just got."

Widow Huang was annoyed. "All you ever do is ask for money. Where am I supposed to get it from you?"

If it weren't for this brat constantly demanding a new schoolbag, Old Chen wouldn't have used those words to refuse her.

Widow Huang selectively forgot Old Chen's comment that she was dressed too gaudyly. Wasn't she, a woman, dressing nicely also for their sake?

These men are the most hypocritical; they say one thing and mean another.

"Mom, why are you like this? I don't care, I just want a new schoolbag, otherwise I won't go to school."

Widow Huang's head was throbbing from the noise. "I know, I know, Mom will think of something else, you little devil!"

She went into the kitchen, opened the rice container, and found that there was only a little rice left.

She had no money left in her pocket. She had received financial assistance from men before, especially the generous Old Chen. Widow Huang never saved money; she would buy clothes and shoes whenever she had a little. Last time, she even bought a mirage lipstick from someone, which made her lips look shiny and beautiful.

But now, they're out of rice; this is enough for their last meal.

Thinking about how she had failed to get money today and that she wouldn't be able to eat anything good, Widow Huang felt increasingly suffocated.

In the living room, her daughter was still clamoring to buy hair clips and hair ties, things that cost money.

Widow Huang was unusually worried. She wasn't unaware that Old Chen's attitude towards her had changed, but she simply couldn't find him.

"Mom, Mom, something terrible has happened! Mom, Mom, Mom..."

Widow Huang's youngest son kicked the door open and rushed in, shouting, "Something terrible has happened, Mom!"

Widow Huang wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen. When she saw the rickety old door, her heart skipped a beat. This course couldn't be ruined; she really had no money left.

"What's the rush? Why are you shouting? Do you think your mother can just run away?" Widow Huang wiped the sweat from her son's forehead. "What is it?"

“Something terrible has happened to Uncle Ma’s family in Uncle Chen’s compound. Their whole family has been stabbed by their daughter-in-law.”

Widow Huang: "What? That's impossible! How could she dare to do that in broad daylight?"