Old Madam Zhang was furious. Her man was already dead, and this Mrs. Zhang was still spreading rumors. Fine, a thin old lady like her couldn't beat a fat woman like Mrs. Zhang, so she could scold her!
She was much older than Zhang Shi, so she wasn't afraid.
Old lady Zhang rolled up her sleeves and tucked her messy hair behind her ears."You three jinxes, it's xianglan's bad luck to marry you! The three of you have sores on your heads, and there's pus on your feet, you're all rotten!"
