"That Zhang Weimin certainly had it coming. Never mind him fooling around with Widow Tian—he was always beating and cursing his wife, the one from the Liu Family. He wouldn't even get a doctor for her when she was sick. He even took the money she'd worked so hard to save for their son's schooling and used it to buy fabric for his mistress's clothes, claiming it wouldn't be too late for the boy to start in another two years. Is that something a human being would do?
But Cuicui is her daughter, after all. To do something like that…
The people here in our village know the whole story, so we won't say anything, but no one will dare play matchmaker for her anymore. As for people from other villages who don't know the inside story, they'll just say she's crazy enough to attack her own father. Who would dare marry a woman like that?"
Widow Xie shook her head as she spoke, her face full of regret.
