"Oh, you little Ms. Li, it turns out it was you, a lowly woman, causing trouble! It's your family's buckets that I used, both looking the same." When Ms. Luo heard this, she immediately became furious and went right up to Ms. Li Junior, pointing and cursing at her.
Yang Xiaochuan, for some reason, also came over. Upon hearing this, he very unmanly grabbed Li Junior by the hair and slapped her across the face twice.
Now, Li Junior fell to the ground, ranting and cursing as she sat there.
"You still have the nerve to yell?" Ms. Luo didn't think there was anything wrong with Yang Xiaochuan's actions nor did she think there was anything immoral about a man hitting a woman. She argued with Li Junior, "I just wanted to borrow your family's bucket for a moment. If you didn't want to lend it, you could simply refuse. Why do you plot behind my back? How dare you frame me? You despicable woman, you deserve to be beaten to death."
