The sound of banging on the door interrupted the peace of this small courtyard.
Su Yaoguang was about to get up when Zhou Wangshu, who was chopping wood in the yard, said, "I'll go open the door."
He strode over, opened the door, and saw Zhong Lanhua, who was furious, and Jiang Yihuan, who had wet hair and was crying like a tearful doll.
Zhong Lanhua's gaze lingered on the axe in Zhou Wangshu's hand, and her arrogance subsided considerably.
She mustered the courage to question, "Did you push my daughter?"
Zhou Wangshu was bewildered, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Jiang Yihuan sobbed, "If you hadn't pushed me just now, there's no way I would have fallen into the water. Why did you do this to me? Boohoo..."
Zhong Lanhua stormed through the village with Jiang Yihuan, causing many villagers to follow curiously to watch the commotion. As a result, they witnessed this scene.
