Without An Jiuyue, the people from other villages might have already entered their village. They might have all contracted the epidemic disease too.
Although they sympathized with the people from other villages, the most important thing now was to save their lives. No one would have the ability to care for others if they, too, lost their lives.
The villagers were so grateful to An Jiuyue that those who criticized her previously stopped doing so.
Someone said, "Aunt Lan, your daughter-in-law is bad."
Aunt Lan could not say anything else and simply turned around to help her mother-in-law back inside.
"Everyone, let's go home and take a shower." Everyone turned around and left too.
Wang Xing'er saw from afar that all the men outside the village had left. Even her in-laws had left. The hatred in her heart grew, and she wished she could set fire to them.
Wang Xing'er's mother recalled what happened and sighed.
